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

having another

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

Crying close-eyed.

was the first time she ever experienced heartbreak, only ever seeing it in teen dramas. She

she was experiencing it herself, she realized how painful it

buried her head in her knees, so worn out that

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

long

go home." His tone,

was

"Mashauva?"

Mashauva remained silent.

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

realize she

and there were wet tear stains on

wall. How horrible

was one to make

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

said softly, "I'm her

waitress wanted to say more, but

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

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

parlor couldn't help marveling at

got to be joking. Sister? Wouldn't you want to be his wife instead?" "C'mon,

We can only look at

At the Taylor villa.

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

was pleased when she heard Mashauva had feelings for

returned home in Bruno's arms sooner than she had

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