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.

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

wouldn't be having another for a very,

that day and was even worn out toward the end. As she was feeling miserable, she didn't bother keeping her

Crying close-eyed.

it was the first time she ever experienced heartbreak, only ever seeing it in teen dramas. She couldn't understand what was there

it

knees, so worn out that she

opened, and a series of steady footsteps proceeded, stopping in

position. As he reached his hand

long time that Bruno finally

home." His tone, as

there was

"Mashauva?"

Mashauva remained silent.

some hesitation, he carried her up, and with that, she fell into his embrace, eyes

did Bruno realize she was fast

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

she fell asleep leaning against the washroom wall. How horrible of vomit had she experienced for this to happen? Looking at

sure was one

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

softly, "I'm her

to say more, but her colleague held

ice cream parlor, not a bar. All she had was milkshake, not alcohol. I'm sure she's sober enough not to be taken away by

sense, so she gave way, and Bruno carried Mashauva out,

couldn't

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 in this life, let alone be his

can only look at them

At the Taylor villa.

gone out on a date with Bruno. She thought he was outstanding, and she naturally wouldn't

she heard Mashauva had feelings for

home in Bruno's arms sooner than

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