Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Beanie didn't know how to react when he heard that.

The reason why Jarold wanted to speak to him was to ask him if he wanted to follow his parents or stay with his great-grandfather.

If Beanie was to stay with him, Jarold definitely wouldn't feel lonely.

Jarold had even acted pitiful in front of Beanie so that he would choose to stay with him.

But now, he felt that it was too unfair for Beanie.

Beanie of course knew what Jarold's intentions were as he was a clever child.

Which was why he immediately agreed to stay and accompany Jarold.

Beanie knew that his mother had suffered enough and didn't want to put her in a difficult position.

"Great-grandpa, if I follow Mommy back, you will be all alone. I feel sorry for you, so I will not go back with Mommy." Hearing this, a thought flashed through Jarold's mind.

"You feel sorry for me, but don't you feel sorry for your Mommy?" Beanie blinked his eyes and spoke softly, "Mommy has Daddy with her, but great-grandpa... has no one, so I want to stay with you." Jarold was momentarily lost for words. "Good boy!" He finally said.

Jarold was touched and he reached out his arms to hug Beanie. His heart was overflowing with emotions. Jarold hadn't expected to find his long-lost familial love from Beanie.

On the way back, Minerva glanced at Maddox anxiously. She looked as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself. Maddox looked up and his gaze landed on her face. "Worried about Beanie?" He asked. Minerva nodded.

"Don't worry, Grandpa likes him very much, and... if you really can't bear it, well take him straight back with us." "But... Grandpa..." "Since he has already acknowledged you, he won't make things difficult for you. Plus, he loves Beanie a lot." "Actually... Your grandfather is a really good person. Not only is he your family, but he's also someone we're indebted to. I don't think it's bad if Beanie accompanies him, but... Beanie is still too young, and it would be unfair for him." Too young? Maddox thought of when Beanie tricked him, it wasn't any ordinary trick a mere child could think of.

He even believed that Beanie's decisions were his own and he wasn't someone who would easily let other people decide for him, not even his own father.

However, Beanie always acted like an obedient and docile child in front of Minerva, so she didn't know how cunning her son was.

"Let's wait and see. We still have time." "Alright." That was the only way for now.

If it was possible, Minerva would have wanted to be more selfish. She hoped... that Beanie would follow her back. As for Jarold, if he was willing, Minerva would be happy too if he followed them back. She was only worried that Jarold... wasn't willing to.

Sam went down to buy a lighter and a pack of cigarettes. He then leaned against the balcony and smoked, and the cold breeze carried the tobacco smoke into the air. After a while, Sam stopped smoking because he was bored and he sat on a chair, looking at the stars and moon in the sky.

Suddenly, a noise cfrom inside the room.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Sam moved his gaze away, stood up, and looked inside the house.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Someone was knocking at a door. Through the balcony window, Sam saw a figure standing in front of Quill's room, knocking on his door again and again.

Sam pushed open the sliding door and walked in, only to see that it was Vera.

Sam frowned. Wasn't she sleeping soundly just now, why was she awake and knocking on the door now? "Open the door, open the door!" Knock. Knock. Knock.

Vera continued to knock and called out over and over again seeing how there was no response.

"Open the door, open the door... I know you're inside. Open the door quickly." This time, Vera hit the door with her palm loudly. Soon, her palm turned red.

All of a sudden, a figure dashed over and grabbed hold of her wrist, pulling her to the side.

"What are you doing? You're still so drunk. Go back to sleep." "Eh?" Vera's eyes widened as if she was trying hard to distinguish the person in front of her. After staring at the figure for a long time, she suddenly cried out, "it's you, Sam... I'm knocking on Quill's door. Shh, keep quiet! I have something to tell him." After saying that, Vera pushed Sam away and turned around.

However, after a few steps, she realized that she couldn't move forward.

Vera turned around and found that Sam was still holding her wrist. She tried to break free but Sam's grip was so strong that she couldn't do so at all.

After struggling for a moment, Vera wrinkled her nose. "Why are you pulling me? I have something important to do. Letgo." Something important...

It was clear that Quill had no interest in her at all and yet she treated him like a treasure.

Vera had gotten drunk twice because of Quill, but the person who stayed with her was Sam.

Thinking about this, a hint of annoyance flashed in Sam's eyes and his grip on Vera tightened.

"Something important? Is a man who has no regard for you at all that important? Can you wake up? What's You the point of being so stubborn?" Although Vera was drunk, she still had a slither of reasoning within her and she could hear Sam's words clearly. Immediately, her face turned pale.

She bit her lower lip and glared at Sam.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's none of your business. Letgo!" She used a great amount of strength and tried to shake his hand off, but Sam continued to hold onto her tightly and did not release his grip.

Vera's voice beclouder, "I asked you to letgo!" Sam didn't know what else to say to her.

After a moment of silence, Sam finally let go of her hand.

Vera pulled her hand back and Sam saw a faint bruise imprinted on her fair wrist caused by his strong grip. Sam's mouth quivered. He was about to say something, but Vera snorted, turned around, and left.

Seeing that she was going to Quill's room again, Sam becoutraged and distressed as there was nobody in the room. He then went forward to stop her. "Don't go. He's not in." "Get out of the way."

"What's the point? Would I lie to you? Even if he was in the room, he might not even ver answer you let alone cout to meet you. Shouldn't there be an extent to flattering yourself?"

Vera paused and stared at Sam in disbelief. Sam, who do you think you are? You've only drunk withtwice and now you think you're qualified to aplyedrunk tellwhat to do? Lettell you, I-" Before Vera could finish her words, she was pushed against the surface of the cold wall. Her view went black and she felt her lips being touched by another pair of warm lips.

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