Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Gift?

Freddy had brought her a gift?

In an instant, Mashauva recalled what the group of boys had said to her the day before, and she looked up at him reflexively.

She hadn't noticed it before, but at that moment, it became clear to her that Freddy's gaze at her was ablaze. It had never been so in her memories of him.

Had it changed recently?

"Mashauva?"

Seeing that she stared at him silently, confusion came over Freddy. He asked, scrutinizing her, "Is everything alright?"

Mashauva lowered her gaze, uncommunicative.

With that, the smile on Freddy's face faded. He looked at her, all concerned, and inquired, "Are you not feeling well? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

Her daily jogging was unmissable, yet she missed it that day. What's more, she looked none too thrilled. Freddy took that to be her feeling under the weather. "No, I'm fine," Mashauva mumbled, still in deep thought of howto tell Freddy so that his pain could be reduced to the barest minimum.

"No? Then has something upset you?"

Pondering for a while, Freddy decided not to let her guess but gifted her the hairpin straight. "This hairpin is for you. C'mon, cheer up. See if you like it."

Ever since she stepped down from being a foodie, Freddy had stopped buying her snacks. Moreover, when he had gifted her a bracelet, she had not been able to put it on, and this ingrained in Freddy an aversion to jewelry stores, a disturbing experience.

So he got her a hairpin after thinking long and hard, believing history wouldn't repeat itself.

Mashauva glanced at the hairpin. It was pink and glittery, with a cute character on it; it was of fine craftsmanship. He had obviously taken his time in choosing the gift.

She didn't take it.

"You don't like it?"

Mashauva shook her head. "I can't accept it."

couldn't figure out what was going on

Mashauva raised her head and

time before finally plucking up the

a

"Fire away."

felt an ominous wave looming over him. Was he

as he was about to

do you... like

heart trembled as if something had ruthlessly pounded it. He could not come back to his senses,

an interminable time, Freddy

bring himself to be happy at all. Her distressed look aside, her feelings clearly written on her face. "Please stop having feelings for me. You'll only trouble me." She

her, but he did not expect his plan to be stillborn. Was

it, or should he

if he did not own up to it, he might never have the chance to tell her again. Looking at her solemn gaze, his hand gripping the hairpin tightened. His

"Freddy?"

which no answer yielded. Her nonplusness and

immediately softened. Smiling, he said, "How did you get

her

His action baffled Mashauva.

because I gifted you a hairpin, you think I have feelings for you? If that is so, then I won't dare to lavish you with gifts anymore." Hearing the latter, Mashauva felt that

saying is,

for sure. Anything else may have to make clear to you, don't think too

cute; that's why I treat you

are suspicious

this, how am I going

a girlfriend

that, Mashauva finally breathed a sigh

it; Freddy's adoration toward her derived completely from familial love, unlike how

a deep sigh, she felt relaxed, smile blooming

the abyss. Sunny as the day was, coldness cloaked his body, any trace of

scare her away despite his eagerness to tell her his love for her, so he could only deny it. Even if he was stripped of any

back at his present decision and make peace with