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.

of milkshake she had but that she couldn't drink anymore

another for a

miserable, she didn't bother keeping her eyes open as

Crying close-eyed.

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

now that she was experiencing it herself, she realized

buried her head in her knees, so worn

door opened, and a series of steady

at the girl in a fetal position. As he reached his hand out

a long time that

tone, as light as a

there was no

"Mashauva?"

Mashauva remained silent.

with that, she fell

then did Bruno realize she was fast

nose were red, and there were wet tear

How horrible of vomit had she experienced for

was one

Seeing that, the waitress came up to

softly, "I'm

to say more, but

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 strangers.

Bruno carried Mashauva out, placing her in the back seat

parlor couldn't help marveling at

Oh, how I wish I could be his sister." "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

only look at them with envy

At the Taylor villa.

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

pleased when she

home in Bruno's arms sooner

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