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"I didn't promise you anything, did I?" Frida's voice was a little withdrawn.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.

welled up in her eyes, taking a

friends forever? Shouldn't we always clear our misunderstandings? I've never stopped thinking about it, but I don't

amusement

Then let's not be best friends

was taken aback at

want to be your

"What did you say?"

so everyone will naturally flatter and dote on you, but I'm not. My family is poor.

of-age ceremony?"

heart ached. "But we've always celebrated

understand? I never wanted to spend our birthdays together, nor

in disbelief. She did not speak, nor shed tears,

be

today, but since you've asked me then I'll tell you. I don't want to best friends with you anymore. When we return to school, let's pretend we

happening? How did

"Farewell."

left

chase after her, stood rooted, like a stringed puppet,

her

agape in incredulity as they

friend's heartless words. After all, it was obvious how

Mashauva was.

looked forward to having a joint coming-of-age ceremony with her best friend. She even had a dress ready for her, but

to see the girl wide-eyed, tears pooling in it,

saying, "Miss Taylor, don't cry. Please, don't

at her with

outside, and you will have to go out later. If you cry, your makeup

would be ruined, and

was holding her coming-of-age ceremony that day, and it was supposed to be her happiest day. She had grown up and could