Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

At noon, the business in the restaurant was booming.

Perhaps it was the rapid spreading of the news over the Internet that caused many people to come for Beanie. It even included some online celebrities. As soon as they heard that there was a new pasta restaurant and a lovely waiter, they wanted to come over to take pictures to increase their popularity.

However, what they didn't expect was that after they had arrived, there was a sign indicating that they were prohibited to take any photos in the restaurant.

If they took pictures without the consent of others, compensation would be demanded in accordance with the law.

Nowadays, there were a lot of online celebrities and streamers who loved to do live streaming activities. Additionally, there were a lot of them who tried to involve all the passers- by despite their identities. Perhaps these passers-by were just accidentally appearing in their videos. However, some of the online celebrities or streamers would vilify and even take advantage of them to gain popularity.

The same went for Beanie.

If Vera didn't stop them, then photos of him would be uploaded online and there wouldn't be a peaceful life for him in the future.

Therefore, they were disappointed when everyone knew that they couldn't take photos. Nevertheless, they were charmed by the cute appearance of Beanie and the taste of the pasta in the end. On the other hand, in a private room of a six-star hotel.

Two men sat facing each other. There were only two of them in the extravagant and luxurious space. As such, it looked exceptionally empty. However, the aura that both of them exuded had filled the empty space.

Ernest poured himself half a small glass of wine and gently swirled it in his hand. When the light shone and cast the shadow of the glass, he was slightly absent-minded. He just stared at it and didn't drink at all.

After a brief moment, he suddenly said, "Vera had a grand opening for her new restaurant. Aren't you going to visit?"

The person opposite to him momentarily paused. He then quickly continued eating.

"You asked me out today just for this?" Quill asked.

He raised his eyes and looked at him indifferently.

Ernest's meticulous, calm, and self-sustaining friend, Quill, was as usual. He looked ruthless and desireless like an enlightened master. If it hadn't been for the matter that Quill had asked him to do, Ernest would've really believed him to be this kind of person.

However, he accidentally discovered Quill's dark secret. There was no fun in his life. At that moment, Ernest found a little secret of his friend's, and Quill didn't want to admit it. That really aroused his interest.

"I just want to remind you that you owe me a favor," Ernest said.

He teased as a meaningful smile curled from his lips. He held the glass to his lips and gently took a sip of the wine.

Quill frowned.

"Did you bring your driver?" He asked.

"No, I didn't," Ernest responded.

didn't warn you not to drive after

continued to drink slowly. "I haven't lost my memory. You don't have to remind me,"

Quill frowned

wrong? You owe me

wrong if you became my

it was

had a headache whenever he heard that specific word. However, he

After all, they had been friends for many years. It was the first time that

that Quill didn't reply to him. Therefore, he finished the wine in the glass with satisfaction and slowly filled another glass

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didn't react nor

You don't want to tell me? Fine, I won't force you. How about you explain

his eyes and looked at him

you become so gossipy?" He

nothing to do all

had known each other for a long time. There was once when Ernest was going to die for a woman. At that moment, Quill didn't know how to dispel his attachment

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after that, Ernest lost himself and didn't care for his company. The

his family. Therefore, even if he lost himself, he wouldn't do

would've

take care of

manage a company. It's much

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from the bottom of

heart. Quill knew that

anything. Soon after that,

Ernest continued to drink until

enough. Let's call it a day. I'll ask my driver to drive you home," he

picked up his suit jacket and put

very conscious. After his wife's death, there was a long period of time where he had let himself drink to numb

the beginning, his drinking capacity wasn't too great and alcohol

day after day, year after year, alcohol could no longer have the same effect on him. For him, drinking wine was like drinking plain

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alcohol was very harmful. It was particularly harmful to his

times. Whenever he was at the hospital, he would be particularly cooperative with the treatment. However, he didn't

because his life had been exchanged with his

about. Soon after that,