Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1575

Mashauva didn't respond but merely pouted.

After that, Freddy took out a bottle of peach flavored yogurt from his bag and handed it to Mashauva.

"You ungrateful girl. I came all the way here to bring you yogurt. Is this how you treat me?"

Seeing the peach flavored yogurt, Mashauva's eyes suddenly lit up. "Thank you, Freddy."

Freddy opened it for her and sat beside her. Frida thought for a moment, then got up and said, "Mashauva, I'll go and look for some reference books. You can sit with Freddy for a while first." "Well, come back soon."

"Okay."

After Frida left, Freddy's smile deepened. He looked at Mashauva, who was lying on the table with a lazy expression on her face.

"What's wrong? You don't look happy."

Freddy was tall. As he extended his legs, there was almost not enough space for him. So, he could only stretch them outwards while he half knelt down next to Mashauva. "Nothing."

Mashauva shook her head while drinking the yogurt. "I'm okay."

"Really? Then why do I feel that you're not as happy as you usually are?"

Freddy reached out and rubbed Mashauva's head gently. "Do you want to go to the barbecue with me tonight?"

Mashauva's eyes lit up again on the mention of barbecue. The immediate reaction was, "Is Beanie coming with us?"

"Mashauva, why do you only think about Bruno? He's always busy, unlike me."

"Is Beanie busy?"

Freddy smiled wickedly and answered, "That's right. He's busy dealing with the girls who admire him. Come with me for barbecue. Don't disturb Bruno." Mashauva paused when she heard what he had said. A strange look flashed in her eyes before she asked, "Was it the lady I met at the birthday party?" For some reason, Mashauva felt as though there was a lump in her throat. It was a similar sensation to what she felt when she woke up in the morning. "She's not the only one," teased Freddy. "One is not enough. There are so many girls who like Bruno, and she is just one of them."

"That... that many?" Mashauva asked unbelievably as she widened her eyes. "Are there more than ten?"

"More than that." He shook his head and started to count. "I have never counted them, but at least 80 percent of the girls in the university like your brother. There are also girls from other schools who like him. Some girls even bring him chocolates and cakes."

"Chocolates and cake?"

"Yeah, this is usually what they send when they confess their love. Some will make cookies, breakfast and all of that."

Freddy clicked his tongue. "He's so popular. I envy him so much."

"Freddy, doesn't anyone like you?"

"No one likes me."

Freddy lay down in front of Mashauva and fixed his gaze on her tiny face. "Bruno's aura is too overpowering. No one has ever noticed me at all when I'm with him. You're the same, aren't you? You ask only about Bruno. Even though I'm here with you, he is the only thing you care about. Sigh. That really hurts me."

He sounded very sincere as he said that, and even put on a depressed expression. Mashauva, who was innocent as always, thought that he was really upset, and quickly patted him on his hands. "Don't be sad, Freddy, I will stop asking you about Beanie in the future."

"Really?" Freddy's expression was still pitiful. "So, you won't ask about Bruno anymore when I bring yogurt to you every day in the future?"

Although she wasn't entirely comfortable with that, she thought that his request was somewhat rational. She felt that it should be normal for Bruno to get a girlfriend since he was a few years older than her. If Bruno was busy, then... she'd better behave well.

Thinking of that, Mashauva nodded.

"Well, Freddy, don't worry. I won't ask you about Beanie anymore."

Freddy didn't expect Mashauva to start feeling Sorry for him after just saying those words, so he decided to try hisuck further. He asked, "Why don't you follow me to the barbecue tonight? Come on, it's barbecue! I'll send you back to school after that."

"Okay." Mashauva nodded. Then she thought of something and asked, "May I bring Frida with me?"

"Sure. You can bring them all. If your roommates want to follow, bring them all."

Freddy was willing as long as

Mashauva promised to spend time with him. He didn't care about it, as long as it was not going to be awkward. She could bring as many people as she wanted. He just wanted her to see him more often, and to get used to his presence.

He was different from Bruno. He came later into her life whereas Bruno had grown up with her and had been doting on her. It wasn't as easy for him to get Mashauva to get used to his presence. Freddy was ready for a long war. He had done his preparation.

"All right."

"That's decided then. I will pick you up after school tonight."

"Okay. See you, Freddy."

Frida came back soon after Freddy left. However, her hands were empty, which puzzled Mashauva.

"Frida, didn't you say you went to get some reference books?"

Frida instantly felt a little embarrassed. She replied awkwardly, "Yes I did, but I have already seen all they have here, and I couldn't replace the materials that I was looking for. I think I will have to look for it from the public library."

"Do you need me to go with you?"

"No, I'll go another day. I'm not in a hurry."

After that, Frida sat down beside her. She opened her book, but closed it again. She wanted to know what had happened between them. As she couldn't fight her curiosity, she asked her.

"By the way, what did Freddy come to see you about?"

As she asked the question, Mashauva remembered about the barbecue that night, and told Frida about it.

"I promised Freddy that I would go with him to have barbecue tonight. I asked if I could bring you as well. Would you like to come along?"

Frida sighed and then showed an apologetic expression.

"I'm sorry, Mashauva. I still have to do revisions at night, so I may not be able to go. Why don't you go by yourself? You can eat on my behalf."

"Are you doing revisions again?" Mashauva asked with a disappointed look on her face. "You've been studying for so long, and you still want to do revisions. Aren't you feeling tired?"

"I'm not. I have to study hard to get a scholarship."

"A scholarship?" Mashauva thought for a moment. A scholarship meant money. So she pulled Frida and whispered to her, "How about this? Don't apply for a scholarship. I'll ask my mother to give me money and I'll give you the money as your scholarship."

Frida's face turned pale at her words. She was instantly speechless.

"Mashauva, you..."

"All right? You don't have to study so hard like this. You always go to bed late at night and get up so early in the morning. You'll soon be burnout if you continue this."