Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

It was that girl from before.

She had claimed to be Bruno's friend and had invited her to her birthday party.

However, Bruno took her away from the birthday party as soon as he had arrived. The atmosphere did not seem very good at that time.

Why was she joining them this time?

When the car stopped, Mashauva couldn't help whispering her doubt.

"Is she who you're picking up?"

"Yeah."

Receiving his affirmation, the excitement she had with her when they left her house was instantly put out.

For some reason, Mashauva suddenly felt embarrassed, and her ears were buzzing.

"Hi!"

Rosalie had spotted Bruno's car from miles away. After she opened the passenger seat door, she saw Mashauva in the back seat. "Oh, your sister's here too."

As Mashauva's head was still buzzing, she couldn't react in time, let alone greet Rosalie.

It was not until Rosalie sat in the front passenger seat that she realized that her hands were shaking.

So... this girl was the reason she had to sit in the back seat?

Rosalie was dressed fashionably, wearing a sexy camisole, miniskirt, and high heels; her long hair curled into charming waves. She was the epitome of femininity. Mashauva thought she was all dolled up when she looked into the mirror, but after seeing Rosalie's slender waist and skinny limbs, she realized how horrible she looked. Mashauva thought she looked beautiful, but in fact, she looked absolutely childish.

There was no competition. She was nothing next to the feminine Rosalie.

Most importantly, the front passenger seat to his car had been exclusively hers. No other woman had ever sat in it.

But now...

Head, buzzing; limbs, numbing; body, unresponsive; vision, flickering; Masahuva felt as if her soul had left her body. "Mashauva, which ride would you like to take later? I happen to have time today. Let's have fun together, okay?" "Mashauva?"

Mashauva finally found her voice after a long time. She nodded and said with difficulty, "Okay."

There was a hint of duskiness in Rosalie's eyes as she looked at Mashauva's bloodless face through the rearview mirror.

on a smile again almost

"Okay, let's go then."

oblivious to Mashauva's behavior either. Well aware of her

of Mashauva's dress was already soaking wet when they reached the amusement park as she broke out into a cold sweat, holding herself back

noticed anything, opening the door for Mashauva and even

Rosalie found that Mashauva's hands were as if they had been buried in the snow despite the hot summer day. In a low voice, she asked, "Would you like me to get you

couldn't help looking at Rosalie, on the

hadn't she? She must've looked

in mind, Mashauva shook her head and said, "It's fine. A chocolate frappe is more suitable

harm than good to drink something so cold in this weather. Wait

to buy Masahuva some

stood where she was,

looked at her drooping head, somewhat

throat, he asked Mashauva in a hoarse voice, "Are you feeling too warm? Maybe

shook her head with a smile. "I want to play. I've been looking forward to today for a long time."

I love the

had difficulty speaking; even her voice was a little shaky. However, she still forced a smile on her

for taking me to the amusement

merely looked at her in

go and buy the tickets first? I can't

said as

tears at any second if he didn't agree to her

to actually feel that way

"Mashauva."

rang

to a halt with widened eyes

"Yes, Bruno?"

his wallet into her hands. "You didn't bring money, did

"Oh, okay."

"I'll... I'll go get the tickets

ticket booth with his wallet in her hand, walking stiffly upright and tears

on riding the carousel at first, but now, she wanted to take a ride on the Ferris

Bruno's wallet to find a

taken at Bruno's house. But because Mashauva had often hung out with them, she was invited to take part on

from the Yardleys, Mashauva was

Bruno, his younger sister on his left, while his childhood sweetheart on the other.