Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1613



On her journey back, Mashauva didn't let go of the hem of Bruno's clothes as they headed for the exit. The entire boys' dormitory strained their necks to watch the wonder. Despite their curiosity, they were afraid of Bruno, so they hid behind the door and snuck a peek.

"Hello."

A few bold ones greeted Mashauva.

Bashful, her already reddened face deepened further, and she couldn't muster up the courage to greet them in return but only nodded politely and shied away immediately, lowering her head, following behind Bruno.

"Aww, she's way too adorable! Why don't we have cute girls like her in our academy? There are only men at every corner we turn."

As they passed by the guardhouse, the guard who had helped Mashauva out was standing at the door.

"Huh, looks like you really are Bruno's sister. I thought you're one of his admirers who had come to give him your gift."

Bruno pursed his lips and thanked him, "Thank you for letting us know, Sir."

"No problem at all. She must've had quite the journey, coming here. Are you sending her home?"

Bruno nodded, "I'm sending her back to school."

"Alright, be careful on your way there."

"Thank you, Sir. Goodbye."

"Feel free to come by again. I'll let you in straight."

"Thank you, Sir."

Behind them, the guard watched as they walked out of the school. Under a tree not far from the school gate, Bruno crouched down and patted his shoulder, indicating for Mashauva to get onto his back.

Mashauva stood still and shook her head.

However, Bruno didn't get up but remained squatting. Mashauva kept rejecting but gave in in the end as she obediently climbed onto his back. Bruno carried the boxes in one hand and supported Mashauva with the other as he stood up.

Seeing that, the guard shook his head. He had witnessed how cold Bruno was to other girls who presented him gifts. Never did he think he'd live to see his gentle side.

It was mid-afternoon, and the scorching sun blazed on both of them. As Bruno was carrying Mashauva on his back, he was drenched in sweat in no time.

Mashauva had sweated when she had first arrived, but it wasn't as bad as this. Right then, her clothes were soaked wet by Bruno's sweat, and she instantly felt uncomfortable and awkward.

She pursed her lips and wanted to speak, but she swallowed it at the tip of her tongue.

That was because he had walked to a shadier street.

Quietly lying on his back, Mashauva whispered to him.

"Bruno, are you tired?"

Not a single moment out of breath, Bruno merely chuckled and replied in a soft voice, "You barely weigh much. How can I be tired?" "Huh? I'm... quite heavy."

Although she had been losing weight and had made progress, she was still a lot heavier than most of the girls with the perfect body shape, so she said, "Most of the girls in my school weigh around 90 pounds."

Meanwhile, her figure... It was an embarrassment to even mention it. When she did not have a care in the world, she never minded her weight.

It wasn't until she had watched her diet lately that she realized how pathetic her weight was.

"You're different from them." Bruno's tone was indifferent, "You don't need to be like them."

"I don't."

"I just want to lose weight and look around the same size as you when I stand beside you."

"And my face will look smaller whenever I take photos with you."

Mashauva thought.

"You're much lighter now."

Bruno finally uttered a sentence after a long while.

Then, after some thought, he added, "This is perfect; don't lose any more weight."

Mashauva knew that Bruno would not lie to her. If he said she was just right, he meant it, but that was his opinion and not others.

However, she knew he only said so because he was worried she would wear herself out and harm her body, and not that she was indeed skinny. Although it was tough to lose weight, it was happy suffering.

"Alright," Mashauva replied as she discreetly wrapped her arms a little tighter around his neck and pressed her face against his back.

Her intimacy got Bruno stumped for a split second, and his heart tingled and softened.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

With the corners of his thin lips

curled up into a slight smile, he said, "There are many people in the world who have different views, but we

don't have to care about what thes

think No matter whether they're kind or malicious, all you need to do is to listen to your heart and do what you think is right."

"Alright." Mashauva nodded and whispered, "I am following my heart."

If she didn't like Bruno, she probably

would have cared if Qiana mocked her for being fat and ugly. But after what Qiana had said, she'd

subconsciously thought she was too

fat and was not worthy of

when she took pictures with him.

"Good."

"The weather is too hot. Forget about taking the bus. We'll take the subway."

"Anything you say."

When they arrived at the subway station, the crowd gradually increased. Mashauva grabbed Bruno by the collar and urged, "Bruno, there's a lot of people here. Put me down."

"Go ahead and take a nap on my back."

"But..."

"What's wrong with carrying my sister on my back? Didn't you promise me you'd listen to your heart? Now that you're sleepy and tired, why should you be bothered about what others think?"

What he said made sense.

Mashauva found it impossible to refute.

"Alright then, I'll take a nap. Wake me up when we arrive."

"Go ahead. I got you."

"I got you." All that was enough for Mashauva to put her guard down.

She fell asleep on Bruno's back in no time.

However, Bruno's idea flopped.

They'd have to swipe the card when crossing the ticket barriers, which only allowed one person to go. through at a time. Moreover, Mashauva was not a child anymore, so she had to come down.

Bruno glanced at the girl sleeping soundly on his back and pondered for a moment before finally waking her up.

"Mashauva?"

When Mashauva opened her eyes, she noticed everyone was casting an odd gaze at her.

"We need to pass the ticket barrier."

"Oh, alright."

Mashauva came down and passed the ticket barrier right after him.

After that, she was unwilling to be carried no matter how Bruno cajoled her.

With that, he shot a helpless glance at her before shifting his gaze away uneasily.

Moments later, Bruno removed his jacket.

"Put it on."