Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1680



Mashauva felt particularly bold that night, expressing all her feelings courageously. It wasn't until she shouted it all out that she realized what she had done.

Horrified, she took a few steps back, face ghastly pale.

No!

She shouldn't have said any of that. He had already made it clear before. Wouldn't she only be making a fool of herself now that she repeated it?

Flustered, she turned to run away.

However, Bruno grabbed her wrist, sighing as he said, helpless, "I was asking you a question. Where are you running to?"

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Unabiding to her wishes, he looked around and said, "Let's go somewhere else; we need to talk seriously."

"No." Mashauva stepped back. "Let go of me."

Seeing that she was resistant, he had no choice but to carry her away in his arms. Stumped, she was already in the air before she realized and reflexively wrapped her arms around his neck.

It wasn't until he took a big step forward that she realized what he was doing. Throwing a fit, she shouted, "Put me down!"

Turning a deaf ear, he continued walking until he brought them both to a quiet place.

"There were too many people there. It's better to talk here."

Seeing that her mood was still off, he pursed his lips and asked, "Do you want to continue our conversation standing or in my arms?" His words got her baffled.

What did he mean? Did he mean that he'd continue carrying her like that if she wouldn't comply?

"Hmm? Pick one."

Bruno then again said in a low voice, "If you still try to run after I put you down, I'll carry you back up, and we'll talk like this."

Could she say no now that he put it like that?

Wouldn't she only be covertly asking him to carry her if she actually said no?

Mashauva knew she had to compromise.

"I want to talk standing."

"No running away?"

No."

It was better to talk standing than to have him bring her back into his arms if she tried to run.

Although she was genuinely reluctant to leave his arms, it was best to set the record straight seriously at a time like that.

"A deal's a deal. If you run, then..."

Bruno didn't finish what he was going to say, but he still put her down. Finally, on the ground, Mashauva fixed her clothes and pouted. "Go on, say what you want to!"

Bruno looked at her in amusement and asked, "How am I the one to talk?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to talk?"

"Fine, okay, then answer my question first. Have you thought it through?"

Mashauva looked at him discontentedly. "What do you mean?"

Looking at her silently for a long while, Bruno leaned in, placing a hand on the back of her head, and pressed his forehead against hers, their distance suddenly only inches apart.

"Didn't you say you like me and want to be with me? I also told you, once I set my eyes on that one person, it'd be forever. Is this really what you want?"

The sudden closeness got her blushing and her heart racing. She wanted to push him away but found that she couldn't move at all. Her body and heart sided with him.

"Why won't you say a thing? You're doubting?" Bruno sighed. "Or are you frightened by my words?"

With that, he let out another long sigh. "That's why I said you're still young. Anyway, I've told you my thoughts; you should think this through. Also, don't see that guy anymore."

Then, he paused for a moment before continuing, "If you still want to hang out with Roger after thinking over what I said, then go ahead." "Why?" she did not understand.

"I've already made myself clear. If

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you still want to see him, that means your feelings for me aren't that strong, and I also respect your decision. Got it?" he tapped the tip of her nose as he said with a resigned and doting tone.

Mashauva bit her lower lip and did not answer.

"I won't force you. I will send you back to school now. You should think about it and tell me what your answer is.

With that, he walked her back to school. Mashauva was exceptionally quiet on the way back, eyes downcast, deep in thought the entire time. They walked in silence until they reached the school gates. The sky was turning darker; there were only a handful of people by the entrance. "Go on in."

Bruno ruffled her hair as he said, "Go back and think about it."

Mashauva stood still and looked up at him after a while.

"Bruno."

"Yes?"

"Is the reason you've never given me a straight answer before this that you've been keeping this in your heart?"

He fell silent at that.

"Is it?" she asked again, eager to hear his answer.

"Yes." he nodded. "You think I'm a madman for saying all that back there, don't you?"

In fact, he had never thought of

saying it all out. Either way, with his temperament, if they did end up together after she was a little older, he'd never let her go no matter how;

there was no need for him to say it out.

But when he heard she was having a meal with a male schoolmate, his usually calm mind panicked, afraid that she'd actually end up with the guy, leaving him.

Freddy's words before had never left him, but he never got the chance. He couldn't act like a beast just to test out his feelings, could he?

Actually, he thought his gift to her on her coming of age was enough to tell her his feelings, but sadly, the girl was too naive to get it.

She probably wanted him to say it out loud.

Hence, one way or the other, he had fulfilled her wish.

However, he had doubts about her thoughts at the moment. But since he had said it all out, there was no way he could take them back. In all honesty, he really didn't want to tell her it was okay if she wanted to continue hanging out with Roger.

But if he didn't, he was afraid he'd be in her way.

"Why? Why would you think I'd think you're a madman for saying all that? Do you think it's humiliating to wish to be together with someone you like forever?"

"Of course not," Bruno replied resolutely. "I'm just afraid that I'll scare you away as soon as you take a step forward."

"I won't!" Mashauva bit her lower lip and glared at him. "I'm not that cowardly."

A hint of a smile appeared in his eyes, asking, hopeful, "Then, you're saying it's a yes?" Hearing that, she blushed and said, "When have I agreed? I just said I'm not a coward. How is this a yes?"

"Oh." His eyelids drooped, looking somewhat disappointed. "I knew it; you wouldn't agree so easily."