Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1589

She was not too surprised to hear that Freddy was joining them. After all, Bruno and Freddy did almost everything together since they were close. Mashauva had long gotten used to them acting in pairs.

"His cousin? I don't think I've ever heard Freddy mention his cousin before." Mashauva was somewhat curious.

"Yeah, I'm not too sure either. You can ask him later."

"Alright."

They arrived at Freddy's house twenty minutes later. They could already see Freddy standing by the street with a girl from afar.

"That must be Freddy's cousin."

Despite it being winter, she wore a super short sequin dress with a faux fur coat, a pair of heeled knee-high boots, and her hair was dyed red.

When they got to them, Mashauva noticed that she had put on makeup. Her lipstick was the color of plum, and it looked beautiful on her. The two large earrings she was wearing caught Mashauva's attention too.

Most importantly, she was very thin.

Mashauva looked at her with slight envy.

"Masha!"

Freddy immediately greeted her. After Mashauva rolled down the window, the first thing he did was grab her hood.

"Vo, why are you dressed like the little red riding hood today?"

Mashauva pursed her lips and mumbled, "My mother got it for me as a new year present."

"Not bad. Mrs. Taylor sure has good taste."

"Freddy, are you not going to introduce me?"

A dissatisfied female voice sounded from behind him.

Only then did he turn to his side and introduced, "This is my cousin, Qiana Alston."

Qiana smiled and waved to Mashauva, "Hello, I'm this fella's cousin."

"Excuse you. Can you be any more rude?" Freddy complained.

Qiana couldn't care less about him.

However, Mashauva still greeted her.

"Hello, Qiana. I'm Mashauva."

Qiana smiled out of politeness. Then she averted her eyes behind Mashauva, looking at Bruno in the driver's seat with a blazing gaze. "Hello, Bruno. I'm Qiana."

She was very enthusiastic, but Bruno was as emotional as an ice block. Deadpan, He nodded and said coldly, "Get in the car."

"Alright."

Freddy then dragged Qiana into the car.

As they were road-tripping to Winterland, the two boys sat in the front, taking turns to drive so that everyone could get a chance to rest.

It was already late evening, but the road was extraordinarily lively because of the new year.

At first, Mashauva was excited. She would lean over the window to watch the fireworks. She even took some pictures with her phone and uploaded them to her Facebook. Seeing that, Qiana, who was beside her, couldn't help asking, "Have you never seen fireworks before?"

"I have." Mashauva shook her head. "I see them every year, but they're different every time."

"What's so different about them?" Qiana looked slightly disapproving. She glanced outside and said, "They all look the same; what's there to see? How boring."

Seeing that Qiana wasn't enthusiastic about fireworks, Mashauva didn't argue with her but continued to take photos happily.

Qiana truly thought Mashauva was a buffoon with the way she acted. However, she didn't point it out as they'd be spending time together the next few days.

Mashauva was crunk the entire journey. Like a child in a candy store, she was enthusiastic about anything and everything.

Freddy stared at her through the rearview mirror with adoration the entire time. He'd even react to all her cheers.

Annoyed at their conversation, Qiana put on her earphones to listen to some music.

She was about the same age as Mashauva, but she was rebellious. Moreover, she studied abroad, so she'd subliminally look down on Mashauva. More importantly she was chubby.

With just one glance, Qiana knew she was a glutton.

Qiana hated girls like Mashauva the most, who had no care for her figure.

Later, Mashauva got tired and slumped back at her seat.

She whispered to Bruno, "Bruno, I'm sleepy. Can I sleep for a while?"

"We're still a long way from our destination. Get some sleep if you want to."

"Yeah, Masha, get some sleep. I am going to nap soon too. Well take turns to drive through the night."

"Okay."

Mashauva then went to sleep without a worry. Qiana took off her earphones as she noticed that Mashauva was finally quiet. Then, an idea flashed across her mind, and she went to complain to her classmates in a group chat.

"Guess what, guys. I met a hillbilly today. She cheered in amazement when she saw fireworks. It's as if she bad never seen fireworks in her life.

It was a lively group. Moreover, most people were free since it was New Year's Eve, therefore they replied quickly.

"No way! There are still people who have never seen fireworks before? Where is she from?"

"She's from the city, but she acts as if she had been living in the mountains."

"What an embarrassment."

Qiana typed cheerfully. "Right? More importantly, my stupid cousin seems to like her."

"Your cousin?" "Yes, and you know what else? This hillbilly looks like she weighs 200 pounds."

"Oh, d*mn!"

"200 pounds?!"

"Does she look like Jabba the Hutt?"

"Gosh, your cousin has a unique taste. Why would he like a 200 pounds hillbilly?"

"How fat is she? Show us her picture."

Picture?

Qiana glanced at the girl sleeping by her side and then at the two menin the front. She wouldn't be caught if she took a picture of Mashauva at this time, would she?

Qiana sneakily turned the camera on, aimed it at Mashauva's chubby face, and took a photo.

To her surprise, Mashauva's complexion was amazing, and she didn't look ugly in the photo at all.

Begrudging, Qiana decided to take a full-body shot of Mashauva. Since she had a pretty face, Qiana decided to only take pictures of her figure. Qiana slowly positioned herself away from Mashauva. Her seat happened to be diagonally opposite of the driver's seat.

Before she could press the shutter, she felt a chill run down her spine.

Qiana's hand paused and she looked at Bruno instinctively.

Bruno looked at her coldly, silent.

Just like that, Qiana subconsciously put her phone down.

Was she... busted? Wasn't he driving? How could he still notice what was happening behind him?

She then averted her gaze at Freddy; he was already sleeping like a log.

Qiana no longer dared act recklessly after she met Bruno's deadly stare. There'd still be ample opportunities to take photos of her, she thought. Meanwhile, the group chat was still buzzing.

"Where are the photos?"

"Qiana, you there?"

Qiana glanced at the messages and replied, "I can't take photos of her now. I'll send it when I get the chance to."