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.

couldn't drink

definitely wouldn't be having another for a very, very long

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

Crying close-eyed.

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

that she was experiencing it herself,

head in her knees, so worn out that she felt

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

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

until after a long time

let's go home." His tone,

there was

"Mashauva?"

Mashauva remained silent.

and with that, she fell into his embrace, eyes

realize she

there were wet tear stains on her face; his heart wrenched

even more heart-wrenching was that she fell asleep leaning against the washroom wall. How

sure was one to make others

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

said softly, "I'm her

say more, but her colleague held her

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

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

waitresses in the parlor couldn't help

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

We can only look at them with

At the Taylor villa.

date with Bruno.

she heard

her surprise, Mashauva returned home in Bruno's arms sooner than

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255