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

"Okay, let's go then."

on the other hand, wasn't oblivious to Mashauva's behavior either. Well aware of her transformation, he was all

broke out into a cold sweat, holding herself back the entire journey. She was feeling extremely uncomfortable, on the

if she hadn't noticed anything, opening

in the snow despite the hot summer day.

help looking at Rosalie, on the verge of

oddity, hadn't she? She must've

shook her head and said, "It's fine. A

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

Rosalie left to

stood where she was, silent, looking

as he looked at her drooping

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

want to play. I've

love the

a little shaky. However, she still forced

for taking me

however, merely looked at her

first? I can't

said as he

burst into tears at any second

hadn't expected her to actually feel that way for him. He could only blame himself for not realizing sooner. With Bruno's

"Mashauva."

voice rang

halt with widened eyes as

"Yes, Bruno?"

wallet into her hands. "You didn't

"Oh, okay."

mechanically. "I'll... I'll go get the tickets then." "Go

the ticket booth with his wallet in her

she was going to buy the tickets. She had planned on riding the carousel at first, but now, she

opened Bruno's wallet

family photo taken at Bruno's house. But because Mashauva had often hung out with them, she was

Yardleys,

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