She hadn't had a milkshake for a very long time?

How long was it? But even so, she didn't have to cry about it, right?

However, seeing that Mashauva's tears wouldn't stop, the waitress didn't have the heart to ask more but went to get her some napkins.

"Here, wipe your tears with it."

Mashauva's gaze was all gratitude when she saw the napkins.

"Thank you."

However, wiping it only made it worse as her tears wouldn't stop, crying as she drank.

Noticing the oddity, the other customers directed their attention to Mashauva one after another. She would've felt self-conscious if it was any other day, but she was suffering from heartbreak that day, so she didn't care what others thought.

After downing several cups of milkshake, she was filled to the brim and sickening even more so.

She looked up and asked with tears in her eyes.

"Sorry, do you mind showing me to the washroom?"

Washroom?

Someone grabbed Mashauva's arm, pulling her up as a deep voice rang.

"I'll take you there."

Disoriented, Mashauva followed the man. It took her quite a while to figure out something was amiss.

Why did the voice sound so familiar? Could it be?

However, her stomach was churning, and the washroom was right ahead. With a bigger problem in her hands, she ran to the washroom before she could verify her suspicion. Thud!

Mashauva vomited into the sink as soon as the washroom door closed.

cups of milkshake she had but that she couldn't drink anymore and wanted to vomit. With

wouldn't be having another for a very,

vomited like crazy that day and was even worn out toward the end. As she was feeling miserable, she didn't bother keeping her eyes open as

Crying close-eyed.

hurt so much; it was the first time she ever experienced heartbreak, only ever seeing it in teen dramas. She couldn't

it herself, she realized how painful it

her knees, so worn out that

the washroom door opened, and a series of steady footsteps proceeded, stopping in

he reached his hand

after a long time that Bruno

His tone, as light as a

there was

"Mashauva?"

Mashauva remained silent.

up, and with that,

did Bruno realize

were red, and there were wet tear stains on

How horrible of vomit

one to make others

arms with care and stepped out. Seeing that, the waitress came

said softly, "I'm her

more, but her colleague

was milkshake, not alcohol. I'm sure she's sober enough

she gave way, and Bruno carried Mashauva out, placing her in the back seat of

parlor couldn't help

"You have got to be joking. Sister? Wouldn't you want to be his wife instead?" "C'mon, it's already a dream to be his sister. I don't even have the chance to be his sister

only look

At the Taylor villa.

was on cloud nine that day as her daughter had happily gone out on a date with Bruno. She thought he was outstanding, and she naturally wouldn't say noif he were to

she was pleased when she

returned home in Bruno's arms sooner than she had

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