Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Lena didn't think there'd be other ways around it at first. Then only after Hailey's reminder did she have an epiphany the plan could work. She smiled at Hailey.

"Hailey, how have I never realized how smart you are? This is a far better plan than before. If we can give him ourselves, he'll know we are the ones who prepared them. It'll help him in deciding."

After that, Lena flipped her long hair and said flirtatiously, "But let me get this out of the way first. If Bruno takes a liking to me, you can't try anything else. We agreed in the beginning that we wouldn't be envious of the other no matter who he likes."

Revolted by her confidence, Hailey rolled her eyes internally but smiled on the surface as she said, "Lena, don't worry. I'd never let another woman have the man I like, but you're different. You're my soul sister."

"Good to hear."

"When will we carry the plan out?"

"We have to find a good excuse. Otherwise, if that fat b*tch refuses to invite Bruno, all our preparations will be in vain."

"You're right. Are there any major celebratory days lately?"

Something suddenly came to Hailey's mind, like a flash of lightning. "Lena, isn't your birthday coming up soon?"

Unable to register Hailey's suggestion for a second, Lena echoed, "My birthday?"

"Yes, isn't your birthday on the fifth of next month? How can you forget your own birthday?"

Lena looked at Hailey with much appreciation. Then, her gaze flitted downwards. She said, "I'd have really forgotten all about it if not for you. Thank you for remembering my birthday."

"C'mon, we're best friends." Hailey hugged Lena and added, "Then well wait for your birthday to ask him out, okay?"

"Yeah, and we can get him to celebrate my birthday as well. Oh, it'll be even better if I can get a picture with him."

Lena began daydreaming hopefully.

Mashauva ran several laps around the field, sweating buckets, but she didn't feel like herself for some reason that day. As she ran, a pervasive discomfort bugged her; she was unable to breathe properly. No, she had to persevere.

Mashauva gritted her teeth and increased her pace.

She just needed to run one more lap. After that, she could eat and rest.

Just a little bit further.

Every time she was on the verge of giving up, she'd use the chant to keep herself going. Just a little bit further, just a few more steps, and she'd reach her goal.

did so like any other

her sense of hearing. Her

Thump!

on

school field were talking amongst themselves a

that chubby girl

She looks much skinnier now than when she first started, doesn't she? If everyone had her sense of perseverance, the world would

trying to lose weight or get our attention? Could it

"Haha!"

to

someone

"What's going on?"

in Mashauva's direction. The girl who had been running as she gritted her teeth a while ago was

Mashauva's age. As they realized she was fair and beautiful, in

they threw the basketball aside and

"What happened?"

she overexerted herself. Her blood

today.

took the lead in helping Mashauva up. As he carried her in his arms

and you're asking about her weight? Bug

a case of low blood sugar? She'll be fine after

The infirmary.

group of boys rushing in, she was thrown

we were playing

over quickly. Let me have

ghostly pale, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead non-stop;

examined her, she told them, "She probably had a heatstroke and low blood sugar. Please leave for now. Don't crowd around her; give her some air." The group

here and

Smack!

his friend. "Have you left your

her, we should stick around

"What for?"

this is why you

a girlfriend. You'll