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.

she had but that she couldn't drink anymore

another for

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 she sat

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 understand what was there to

that she was experiencing it herself, she realized how painful it

her head in her knees, so

the washroom door opened, and a series of

he looked at the girl in a fetal position. As he reached his hand out to her, he stopped mid-air and withdrew, worried

long time

let's go home." His tone,

there was

"Mashauva?"

Mashauva remained silent.

her up, and with that, she fell into his embrace, eyes

then did Bruno realize she

red, and there were wet tear stains on her face; his heart

what was even more heart-wrenching was that she fell asleep leaning against the washroom wall. How horrible of vomit had she experienced for

one to make others

into his arms with care and stepped out. Seeing that, the waitress came up to him

softly, "I'm

say more, but her colleague held

she had was milkshake, not alcohol. I'm sure she's sober enough not to be taken away by strangers. Don't worry

her colleague said made sense, so she gave way, and Bruno carried Mashauva out, placing her

parlor couldn't help marveling at

Wouldn't you want to be his wife instead?" "C'mon, it's already a dream to be his sister.

can only look at them with envy from

At the Taylor villa.

date with Bruno.

pleased when she heard Mashauva had feelings for

to her surprise, Mashauva returned home in Bruno's

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