However, Mashauva didn't answer, crying nonstop.

Broken-hearted, Cassie was at a loss for how to comfort Masahuva. In the end, she simply kept quiet, listening, waiting, until she was worn out from crying.

Only then did Cassie gently wipe away her tears and said softly, "Are you hungry? How about I ask the kitchen to make something for you?"

Mashauva shook her head, leaning her face against Cassie as she said, "I'm not hungry. I don't want to eat."

She had no appetite at all and was even queasy when Cassie mentioned food.

"Then, how about a little soup? You can't starve yourself, can you?" Cassie suggested.

Unfortunately, Mashauva still had no appetite. "I want to sleep," she said, miserable.

"Then how about you take a shower before you go back to sleep?" Cassie suggested again. Mashauva had a foul smell on her, but she was too dispirited to do anything. So she turned down her mother's suggestion once more before lying back down, hugging her pillow as she faced the other way.

It took no time at all for exhaustion to get to her, and she fell asleep.

When Cassie saw her daughter like this, she felt as if her heart had shattered into millions of pieces, but there was nothing she could do; she couldn't wake Mashauva up again, could she? Therefore, she instructed the kitchen to prepare some food before telling the servants to fill up the water in the bathtub and change it when it got cold.

Mashauva would be able to eat and take a bath as soon as she woke up.

Unfortunately, she slept through the night.

Cassie kept vigil by her bedside, worried that she'd do something foolish after she left.

When Mashauva woke up to see her mother by her bedside, she instantly felt guilt-ridden.

"Mom."

Cassie jolted out of her sleep when she heard her daughter's voice. "Mashauva, you're up. How are you doing? Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

Mashauva had no appetite at all, but seeing how concerned her mother was for her, she nodded and said, "I'm hungry. I'd like some oatmeal." "Okay, I'll tell the kitchen."

With that, the servants in the kitchen immediately prepared some oatmeal. Meanwhile, Mashauva went to take a shower. There was a lump in her throat when she realized the water in the bathtub was still

warm.

It could only mean that her mother had instructed the servants to check the temperature

felt as if the world was about to end when she realized Bruno did not like her. However, now

her? She'd just forget about him then. It

shouldn't have behaved this way. It sure was

be of legal age soon. With that mindset, Mashauva washed away

a much

outside of the

and clean, finally. You must be hungry. The oatmeal is ready.

a smile as she mumbled, "I'm good with anything,

bit

she watched Masahuva eat the oatmeal that she ruffled her hair,

off from school tomorrow. I can tell the teachers you won't be going

I want to go. I'll be fine

want to force her daughter at this time. "Whatever

the day before, and Cassie also didn't bring it up tacitly.

the urge to cry and ran into the bathroom. She threw up

after she cried and vomited,

contemplated for a while before washing her

looked at

So what if he doesn't like you. You still have

up,

The next day.

went to school as

her weekend, but as her best friend, she could tell something was off with Masahuva, so she couldn't help asking. "Are you alright? Your eyes are a little

be it if she was rejected to her face,

Tell her she went out with her brother and

it was humiliating no matter how she put it, so she only smiled, then shook her head, lips bloodless. "I'm fine. It's just that

it, but Frida could clearly feel

had become silent and would often space out when she was alone. That innocent, adorable

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