Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

"No problem. If you don't want to talk to her, then don't. I won't say a thing even if you want to ignore her."

"Freddy, does your leg hurt?" Mashauva looked at his thigh. "You did bump into the table after all."

"I'm fine!" Freddy held back pain as he laughed. "As long as you stop crying, I'll be fine no matter how many times I hit myself."

After that, he reached out to wipe away tears in the corners of her eyes. "Don't cry. You have such beautiful eyes; what if you ruin them from crying too much?" Her eyes were beautiful?

Mashauva bit her lower lip lightly and asked, "Are my eyes really beautiful?"

"Of course they are!" Freddy answered quickly. "Masha, there is nothing ugly about you. You're beautiful from head to toe, so don't believe whatever Qiana said to you."

"I'm fine now." Mashauva wiped at the tears caught in the corners of her eyes and said softly, "Freddy, don't worry. I guess I was a little harsh on Qiana just now. Although she did cross the line with what she said, after thinking about it, she was right. I am indeed fa-" "You're not!"

Before Mashauva could say the word fat, Freddy interrupted her in a rush. "I don't care who that person is; if they dare say that to you, they're my enemy. Your figure looks just right to me!"

Surprised by Freddy's extreme reaction, it was quite a while before she snapped back to her senses. She lowered her gaze languidly and did not say anything more.

Freddy fixed her bed hair as he spoke tenderly, "Mashauva, you're barely even an adult. You just do you and do whatever you like. The world is filled with people who each have their own opinions and voices. You shouldn't let them affect you, nor do they deserve to. Just be yourself, okay?"

"I understand, Freddy."

"I'll deal with Qiana, don't worry. All this will have passed after a good night's sleep."

Freddy left after making sure she was alright.

overcome with a warm and tingly sensation. Freddy was really nice to her, probably because the one in the

she was the one at fault that day, Bruno

Bruno.

her phone

more and more sensitive recently, and her mind would sway to places it normally

she was too fat to stand beside

mind, Mashauva closed her eyes.

No, it was impossible.

could she

discard those implausible thoughts. Bruno was so nice to her; she

signed up for a throwaway account on her phone to post

After she sent the post, Mashauva pursed her lips as she gripped the phone. She hadn't gone into too much detail, so no one would know it was her, right?

opened the forum again. As she was about to delete the post, someone had replied to

for him. It's normal. You said yourself that you two grew up together and are not related by blood. You have different parents. How is

childhood sweethearts, and he

been able to hold yourself back when you grew up with a guy like

for him. Otherwise, they wouldn't treat you like their own daughter. Perhaps he feels the same way

face reddened when she saw that. She typed

it's not like that. He and his

without

added, "Our relationship isn't like that. I don't have

wariness. You're afraid everyone will say you're abnormal, so you don't

as though her heart had