Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1637

Hence, Mashauva slept on Bruno's back for quite a while.

She was not only asleep but had even dreamed.

In her dream, she had become a full-fledged adult.

Then, she got everything she wanted. Mashauva thought how great it was to be an adult. She could do as she wished.

However, Bruno woke her up before she had a proper taste of adulthood.

Mashauva could only open her eyes blearily.

"Bruno?"

"You're up?" Bruno looked at her helplessly. "You were sleeping so soundly. You haven't been sleeping well?"

It had taken him a long time to rouse her.

Mashauva was still half-dazed, so she wasn't on guard. Leaning against Bruno, she murmured in a stupor, "Bruno, I had a dream about you."

Mashauva's feelings were as clear as day. They burned bright and purely, without any ulterior motives staining them, laid bare for Bruno to see.

Such feelings...

Bruno's eyes darkened a little.

"What did I do in your dream?"

"Hmph." Mashauva huffed softly. "I'm not telling you."

Only after that did she realize she was in Bruno's arms. She was seated on a boulder not far from the school gates, with Bruno's arm wrapped around her shoulders.

Their posture looked incredibly intimate. Abashed, Mashauva's face turned slightly red as she struggled, wanting to get up.

Bruno gave her a hand and helped her up.

"Take it easy. You just woke up after all."

"What time is it?" Mashauva asked.

"It's almost curfew. We can sit here for another five minutes."

"What? It's already near curfew?" Mashauva got up in a panic and said, "I'd better head in now. You should go back to the academy too."

Bruno stood up with her and escorted her to the school gates.

Just when she was about to rush straight into the school grounds. A thought struck her and she stopped in her tracks, turning back to look at Bruno.

"Bruno?"

"Hmm? What is it?"

Mashauva pursed her rosy pink lips and mumbled sternly, "Bruno, don't forget your promise to me today."

Her words left Bruno stunned. A moment later, his lips curved into a smile as he walked to her to ruffle her hair. Pinching her cheek, he replied, "What are you thinking? I won't forget what I've promised you."

With that, Mashauva's eyes lit up. "Alright then; goodnight, Bruno!"

Following that, she entered the school, elated.

Bruno remained standing at the gate. He waited for a long time after she had gone in before he withdrew his gaze and left.

The buses were still running at that hour, so Bruno decided to take the bus back to the academy.

However, just as he walked to the side of the bus stop, he saw a familiar figure, Freddy.

Sitting there, Freddy looked downcast and lonely. He didn't have to look but listened to the series of footsteps to know it was Bruno. The smile on his lips was a little sardonic as he asked, "Do you realize what you're doing?"

Bruno pressed his lips together and did not reply.

"If you're clear-headed now, then I'm sure you're

aware of what you did a few days ago."

Bruno remained silent.

As Freddy did not receive any response, he suddenly got up angrily and glared at Bruno. "Do you know what you did will not only not make her give up but let her continue to feel lost?" Worked up, Freddy grabbed Bruno's collar. "Do you know that?"

Bruno's expression was indifferent as he retorted calmly, "Why would I make her give up?"

Gobsmacked, he looked at Bruno incredulously as if he just heard the world's biggest joke. "What... what did you say?"

Bruno pushed Freddy's hand away and stood to the side, not saying another word.

"So, you've always had feelings for her?"

Freddy laughed and went on, "Didn't you deny it when I said you have feelings for her?"

"I didn't deny it." Bruno frowned and corrected him unhappily. "I just didn't want you to ruin her reputation. She's still young."

"If you're aware of that, then what are you doing now?"

"Why do I have to make her give up?

If it's as you said, if her feeling for me is reliance, she'll realize it without my intervention when she's older. So why should I do something that would make her sad now?"

Freddy was taken aback by his words. Probably because he was in love with Mashauva, although he agreed with Bruno's words, he didn't want to concede at all.

"How do you know that she will realize that herself? What if she never does?"

Bruno angled his head and stared at Freddy. The dim, amber street lights fell on his face, illuminating half of it. It made him look even more handsome.

"If she never realizes it, then why can't I wallow in it for the rest of her life too?"

Freddy was speechless.

What else was there not to understand?

Bruno's words were as clear as day. If Freddy continued pressing him for answers, he didn't know what was good for him.

Freddy found it all ridiculous. It turned out that he had already seen through Bruno, yet he did not believe his gut feeling and even thought that he had a chance.

He no longer spoke, sitting back on the stone bench, dispirited.

After a while, Freddy smiled bitterly and spoke again, "I got it. You'd better not let her down. If you dare to make her cry, I will take her away

tin without mercy. At that

time, we won't be friends anymore."

Bruno pursed his lips and did not reply. He and Freddy had been friends for many years, and he knew his feelings for Mashauva all too well. If she liked him, it would be a good match.

When the bus arrived, Bruno boarded it. Noticing Freddy did not follow along, he turned around and asked, "You're not coming?"

Freddy sat there, shrouded in darkness.

"Freddy?"

Moments later, Freddy finally raised his head and forced a smile at Bruno. "You go ahead. I'm gonna do something fun tonight."

In other words, he'd be going drinking.

After a moment's silence, Bruno nodded.

They were both adults; they had to be responsible for their words and actions. He did not need to bother himself with what Freddy was going to do. He could do whatever he wished.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

When the driver saw that Freddy had no intention of getting on the bus, he closed the door and left.

Under the dim streetlights, Freddy sat alone on the bench. His heart felt as though it was being suffocated in a sea of sand. He could barely breathe, with how bad he felt.

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Yet, why did he feel so awful?

Freddy covered his face with his hands in despair.