Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1657



As she didn't think otherwise, her reply was swift.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I was just wondering. It's already quite late. Have you eaten?"

Mashauva was sipping soup while Cassie spoke, and an epiphany struck her, realizing something was off with their conversation.

Why did her mother ask if she would be going home?

Wasn't it a no-brainer?

Hence she changed her perspective and thought why her mother would ask so. She flushed as soon as she realized where her mother was coming from, exclaiming, "Mom, how could you?!"

Cassie knew she finally got it when she heard her exasperated questioning and couldn't help chuckling. "What did I do? You're not a kid anymore. Can't I ask about your thoughts?"

"But..."

As the topic suddenly got ambiguous, Mashauva was no longer as open as she was. She sheepishly looked toward the door; Bruno hadn't returned. She quickly put her spoon down and wiped her hand before picking her phone up to switch the speaker off.

"Mom, I'm still eating. I'll be back after I'm done."

"Sure, okay, take your time. I won't scold you even if you don't come back tonight."

"Mom!"

Mashauva retorted irritatingly, "Bruno isn't that kind of person!"

Furthermore, she was still unsure of Bruno's feelings for her, although he was exceptionally sweet to her. Not only had he gotten her a coming-of-age present, but he also gave her a birthday present, the Seven Stars and Moon necklace, at that.

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Cassie sighed, "I know. I watched you two grow up together. How can I not know what he's like? I'm not worried for you."

"In that case, why would you still say..."

"You silly girl, I'm worried for him!"

Mashauva was rendered speechless.

What? Her mother was worried for Bruno? Did she think she would...

Mashauva's face reddened further at that. "Mom!" "Alright, alright. I won't tease you anymore. Have your dinner."

Cassie hung up right after that, leaving the two alone.

Mashauva sat there with her phone in her hand, her face and ears burning hot. She wondered when Bruno would be done with his call and if he would suspect something if he saw her flushed?

It was within human nature to easily have a guilty conscience when something was troubling them, just like how Mashauva was right then. After her talk with her mother, her mind would easily drift astray; even a gaze could make her think otherwise.

So she decided to go to the bathroom to wash her face and cool down before Bruno returned.

Hence, she put her phone on the table and rushed out.

As she opened the door, she bumped straight into Bruno.

With that, he reflexively grabbed her shoulders, sounding helpless.

"Hey, where are you going?"

As she was wearing a spaghetti-strapped evening dress, she could feel the warmth of his palm directly on her skin.

"Oh, Bruno, you're done with your call?"

"Yeah," Bruno nodded and seamlessly withdrew his hand after she stood on her feet. "I'm done."

"Who was it?"

Her head hung low, and her cheeks

and ears flushed as she spoke. As he overheard Mashauva's conversation with her mother, he said it was a call from home for God-knows-why when he saw how adorkable she looked despite having decided not to say anything.

"Home? Was it your mom?" Mashauva raised her head.

"Mm." Bruno stared into her eyes and said softly, "She told us to go home sooner."

To that, she did not say anything.

Silence filled the space, and he got her face flushing from rosy to bright red as she lowered her head again. Amused, he asked, "What is it? You want to stay out late?"

She wasn't sure if she had taken it the wrong way, but she felt as though he was doing it deliberately.

"You're mean, Bruno!" Mashauva said.

"Mean?" Bruno played dumb. "How so? It's your coming of age today. If we stay out late, I can even take you for supper. How am I mean then?"

His words got her looking up, staring into his eyes. She found that they were innocent, and his expression was nothing but normal; not a hint of ill intention at sight.

Had she truly overthought, and appointed him a villain without any substance?

After all, he seemed to be right.

Yeah, if it were not for her mother's call, her mind wouldn't drift astray.

With that thought in mind, Mashauva fell silent and turned back to the table.

"Weren't you going out earlier?"

Bruno stood in front of her and pulled the chair out. "Why are you sitting back down?"

"I wasn't heading out. I just wanted to see if you were done with your call." With that, she realized she could now lie straight to his face without blinking an eye.

Amazing!

She praised herself quietly and then continued to eat.

Placing the fish he deboned in front of Mashauva, he asked, "Do you want to go anywhere else tonight?"

Anywhere else?

Mashauva shook her head. "No."

She was growing exhausted. Although she was happy, there were still things she was upset about.

So she wanted to head home after she finished her meal.

She wasn't in the mood, and he didn't need to be a genius to figure out what was upsetting her. Hence he didn't suggest otherwise but said indifferently, "Alright, I'll take ou home after this."

"Thank you, Bruno."

Afterward, the private room fell silent, and the two of them ate quietly.

Out of the blue, lightning struck, and the thunder startled Mashauva.

"Was that a thunder?"

With that, she looked outside the window, and a bolt of lightning flashed past coincidentally, then came the storm.

As soon as Bruno opened the window, cold air rushed in.

"Looks like a heavy storm."

Hearing that, she gasped and

walked to Bruno. It was a downpour, and the wind was so strong that it sent her hair flying in every direction. The people on the streets were rushing to seek shelter. Content

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"Why would it rain so suddenly?" "The weather is unpredictable. No worries."