Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1661



Her phone was dying, so Mashauva tried to find a charger in the drawer and charged her phone.

After a full day of adventure, she was exhausted.

After putting her phone down, she quickly fell asleep, not caring about anything else.

She had a dream that night, which brought her back to when she was in middle school with Frida. They were happy, carefree, and besties then, meeting up to drink milkshakes, eat barbecues, and watch movies.

The scene changed the next second, and Frida suddenly pushed her away.

"Mashauva Taylor, you and I are no longer best friends!"

"Why?" Mashauva couldn't comprehend, asking even in her dream. However, Frida never gave her an answer, walking away firmly, not even looking back once.

Mashauva tried to catch up to her but to no avail. Finally, Frida disappeared from her sight.

When Mashauva woke up, her heart was racing violently, and the pillow was wet from her tears while a teardrop fell from the corner of her eye. Feeling depressed, Mashauva looked outside and noticed the grey sky outside; the sun would rise soon.

She sat in the bed for a while, desolate, before she grabbed her phone to check the time.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

It was already six.

It turned out she had been sleeping for so long. Mashauva checked her Facebook Messenger to find that Frida had not sent her any messages. No, things couldn't end just like that; she had to find out why Frida would do that to her.

Hence, she tapped into their chat, intending to ask her. However, when she saw the strings of messages she sent, she suddenly thought otherwise. Be it in friendship or love, one person's effort was never enough, wasn't it? Since Frida had already made it clear that she didn't want to be friends anymore, she'd only be hounding if she kept looking for her.

With that thought in mind, Mashauva dismissed the idea of sending Frida a message.

She tapped on Frida's profile picture, wanting to see the things they sent to each other.

However, to her dismay, they were all gone.

It sent her heart down the abyss.

When she was preparing for her coming-of-age ceremony, she thought they could do it together and got the designer to make her a dress. However, she left as soon as she came and even said she no longer wanted to be her friend. Now when she wanted to text her, Frida had already blocked her. Wait, was it muted or blocked?

Mashauva texted her, unwilling to give up.

"Frida?"

Immediately, the system said Frida had blocked her.

What did it mean when people said their hearts died?

That was probably it. The last bit of her faith and hope she clung to vanished along with the notification.

To her surprise, she didn't feel like crying but only sat in the bed with her phone in her hand as she spaced out.

Perhaps this was what Frida wanted.

What she should do now was to stop pestering her.

Mashauva closed her eyes and laid back down.

Around eight, she heard noises coming from the door. As she had been wide awake the entire time, she could hear it loud and clear. She had thought Bruno would come knocking at her door, but things went silent soon after.

Then her phone pinged. It was a message from Bruno.

"I've hung some stuff at your door. Let me know when you're awake. Come out for breakfast."

His message got her stumped for a second before she got out of bed.

Then she opened the door barefooted. As Bruno had said, he left a few bags on the doorknob, but no one was there.

Mashauva took the bags in and opened them.

Not only were there clothes, but even undergarments, shoes, hair ties, skincare products, the whole lot.

But... undergarments were particular to the wearer. She wondered if it would fit her well.

She still decided to change into them regardless. When she grabbed the undergarments, she realized it was a sports bra; these were more general.

She then grew embarrassed at the sight. Even after she had gotten dressed, her cheeks still felt warm.

Pursing her lips, she pack wat

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The moment she stepped out, she heard a conversation going on. She closed the door and walked over to see that Bruno was walking in. "You're up."

"Bruno."

Bruno sized her up. She looked lively and beautiful, wearing a white tennis dress with a pair of sneakers.

"You look nice. Worth my early morning trip to buy your clothes."

Mashauva pursed her lips and asked in a low voice, "You bought this?"

"Of course. Who else would get them for you?"

True that. Who else other than he would deliberately buy them for her? But she had thought he had gotten someone to deliver over.

"No, I was just wondering if there were stores open so early in the morning."

"Some stores open relatively early, so it's possible. Are you hungry? Come, eat."

Bruno patted the back of her head and added, "Breakfast first; everything else can wait."

Mashauva then followed him to the table. There was an array of food, nutritionally balanced; Bruno had bought them all too.

Mashauva had initially only planned on eating a little bit, but Bruno said,

"Eating too little will affect youre 1.

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Hearing that, her face flushed. "But if I'm not careful, I will grow fat, and then I'll rebound."

As she managed to slim down, she knew she was an endomorph. So she knew she had to watch what she ate. If she weren't careful, then all of her efforts would've been in vain. Content belongs to

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"It's fine even if you do gain weight," Bruno said as he put some food into Mashauva's plate.

With that, she grimaced. "No, Bruno. I really can't eat anymore."

"You haven't reached the normal meal intake. Listen to me, and don't torture yourself just to lose weight."

"But..." Mashauva looked at him aggrievedly. "No one will want me if I'm too fat."

Her words stumped him for a split second; then, his gaze fell on her. "Says who?"

After some thought, he said with a smile, "If no one wants you, I guess I'll take you in."

Mashauva was gobsmacked.

He sounded begrudging, but it got her all worked up, standing up that instant.

"Do you mean it?"

Bruno was flabbergasted, not expecting the girl to have such a big reaction.

"Really?" Mashauva no longer cared for breakfast and went straight to him. "If really no one wants me, you'll..."

"Silly girl, why would no one want you?"