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 took the full blow and landed

him up

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 you need

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

with her; no way I'd have any

and said, "So you're tied down by this mindset? If that

didn't answer him, but his eyes

think you can bullsh*t just because you've drunk alcohol? You were the one who came begging me back then, asking for permission to be her knight in shining armor. But now you went and got yourself in such a sorry state just because you were rejected

tears brimming in

f*cking crazy, Bruno. You know what, a terrifying thought actually

frowned, upset. What terrifying thought? It wasn't suicidal,

believe I'd think that Mashauva's into

that, Freddy burst into laughter. Although he was laughing, there was not

with his hearing. He stared at Freddy dazedly for what felt like a

before you punch

since she was a child. Although we are all close as a group, don't you think she treats you differently

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

was the reason Freddy was

didn't have a place in her heart, even more so as he'd still have a

that f*cking person was none other

me, how can I possibly compete with you?" Freddy laid on the ground like a broken puppet,

Bruno said nothing.

the moment when he had wanted to

of the game. If you don't believe me, you can

drunk talking. I'll pretend I never heard any of it, and you never said anything. Forget all of tonight once you've sobered

"Do you think I can? Do you think you can fool yourself, Bruno?

concern. He pursed his lips into a thin line, then said, "We grew up together. That's just dependence on her part. She hasn't