Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

"It'll never be too late?" Freddy mused.

The notion breathed life into Freddy inexplicably, reviving a flicker of hope.

Not thinking straight thanks to the alcohol, he asked Bruno a question he never thought he would.

"Bruno, you've known Mashauva for such a long time; do you not have even the slightest bit of feeling toward her?" Bruno was rendered speechless.

Staring at Freddy, he warned, "Don't think that I won't beat the crap out of you just because you're drunk talking."

"So what if I am? Mashauva is so adorable. As if I'd believe you feel nothing towards her when you've spent the better part of your life with her."

Did he feel anything for her? Bruno pondered on it and thought it was platonic. All he saw in Mashauva was a sister. Granted, he had treated her better than Jelly Bean.

But it was because he would take Mashauva's feelings into account more as she was not his biological sister, whereas Jelly Bean was. So...

he'd often somewhat neglect Jelly Bean's feelings.

As the thought crossed his mind, Bruno thought he should go home that weekend and spend some time with her.

More importantly, Jelly Bean seemed to have become close to a boy at her school. Apparently, he was rather poor; she'd secretly cook and deliver him food.

Every time Bruno asked her to hang out, she'd refuse, saying she had more important things to do.

If anything, it was to hang out with that boy, wasn't it?

Bruno shook his head, resigned. Jelly Bean was so young, yet she was already beginning to pursue boys. He could only imagine what she'd be like when she was older. "Why won't you say anything? What's on your mind?" Freddy looked glumly at Bruno. "Has my words served as a reminder that you have feelings for Mashauva too?" Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, Bruno punched him in the face.

or that he didn't want to, he

sobered him

him by the collar and said with a cold expression, "I've told you before, don't bullsh*t about Masahuva and me. I don't give a d*mn about your sieve-like memory or your joking at my expense, Freddy Castle, but why do

punch had sobered him up, and he felt much better. Tugging at his lips, he chuckled and said, "I'm slandering her just because I asked you if you liked her? Isn't it precisely because I think she's such a keeper

I'd have

by this mindset? If that wasn't the

but his eyes

one who came begging me back then, asking for permission to be her knight

tears brimming

going f*cking crazy, Bruno. You know what, a

What terrifying thought? It wasn't suicidal, was

think that Mashauva's

Freddy burst into laughter. Although he was laughing, there was not a trace of

wrong with his hearing. He stared at Freddy dazedly for what felt like a century before he grabbed Freddy's collar, wanting

finish before you punch

always clung to you ever since she was a child. Although we are all close as a

imply anything, but oh, how I wish you could see how evasive her gaze was knowing her, what was that if not a

was the reason

in her heart, even more so as he'd still have a fighting

was more, that f*cking person was none other

Freddy laid on the ground like a

Bruno said nothing.

unwittingly at the moment when he had wanted to lash

you don't believe me, you

"You're drunk talking. I'll pretend I never heard any of it, and you never said anything.

I can? Do you think you can fool yourself, Bruno? If she really

grew up together. That's just dependence on her part. She hasn't grown up yet, so her thoughts