Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Even Jessie was stunned. Mashauva had happily told her what kind of look she would be doing on Frida; she even had everything prepared. Who would've thought...

With her eyeshadow palette in hand, she pulled her assistant aside.

"Frida, hadn't we agreed to hold the coming-of-age ceremony together? That day..."

"I didn't promise you anything, did I?" Frida's voice was a little withdrawn. She looked at Mashauva and said, "I didn't want to come, but you insisted, so I came to give you a gift. But I have other things to do. Can't I leave?"

Shaken, she explained, "That's not what I mean. Are you really not staying? After all, it'll be exciting today. Besides, we're the same age, so I told my mom I want to hold my coming-of-age ceremony with you." "No need. We may be the same age, but our birthdays are different. Today is your coming of age, not mine."

As she spoke, Frida had a self-deprecating expression. "Also, coming-of-age ceremonies are for rich people like you. We poor people aren't worthy of holding something as fancy as this." To that, Mashauva's expression changed.

"Well then, I wish you a happy adulthood. I have other matters to take care of. I'll be going now."

Frida left at that.

"Hold up." Mashauva quickly walked up to her, blocking her path as she said, "Frida, why would you say that? I've never once thought ill of your background, but just now you..."

The talk about the rich and the poor? Frida's words suddenly created a distance between them. How could Mashauva not hear the coldness in her heart?

Holding Frida's hands, she asked, "What on earth happened? Why did you suddenly change? Can you tell me?"

"There is nothing to say. I really have something to do." Frida shook her hand away and wanted to leave.

Seeing how cold Frida's attitude was and that she insisted on leaving, anger arose within her.

"Why won't you give me a reason for ignoring me? I thought we were best friends and that we were equals in our friendship. Is this a joke to you?" Surprised by her words, Frida looked at her, flabbergasted.

As in her impression, Mashauva was soft and adorable, as well as naive and harmless. But her words right then held immense power.

"She's truly angry now, isn't she?" Frida thought.

lip as tears welled up in her eyes, taking a

clear our misunderstandings? I've never stopped thinking about it, but

Frida raised her lips in amusement and looked at her with cold

let's not be

taken aback at

I want to be

"What did you say?"

but I'm not. My family is poor. My parents have to work subserviently, and I have to earn my own living expenses. So what makes you think

of-age ceremony?"

talk of her living expenses, Mashauva's heart ached. "But we've always celebrated our

I've been accommodating you, do you understand? I never wanted to spend our birthdays together, nor do I want to be your

nor shed tears, just staring at Frida, wide-eyed until her vision became

be

then I'll tell you. I don't want to best friends with you anymore. When we return to school, let's pretend we don't know each other. You go your way,

happening? How did

"Farewell."

left

didn't chase after her, stood rooted,

and her assistant had

as they watched the

heartless words. After all,

Mashauva was.

even had a dress ready for her, but who would've thought her friend dropped

she strode to Mashauva only to see the girl wide-eyed, tears

couldn't help saying, "Miss Taylor, don't

her with wide

you will have

nodded. She couldn't cry. If she did, her makeup would be ruined, and everyone would see her make a fool of

her coming-of-age ceremony that day, and it was supposed to be her happiest day. She had grown up and could no longer cry