Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1634

The next day.

Mashauva would get tensed and unable to focus whenever she remembered Bruno would come looking for her after her classes, spending her entire day in anxiety.

Noticing she had been absent-minded, Frida asked worriedly, "What's wrong? You keep spacing out today."

Mashauva shook her head. "No, it's nothing."

"By the way, why don't we go shopping after class, seeing that you've been in a bad mood lately. I can get myself some clothes in the meantime as well." Mashauva would've said yes to her invitation any other day, but she had a rendezvous with Bruno that day. If she were to blow him off at a time like this...

"I'm sorry, Frida, but I have other plans today. I can't go shopping with you."

"You have other plans?" Frida was puzzled. "What is it?"

She suddenly remembered Freddy had come to look for Mashauva the day before. "Are you seeing Freddy again? Since you guys have made plans, it would be bad to blow him off. We can go some other day."

Since Frida had said so, Mashauva did not explain further. She just nodded and said, "I'm sorry, Frida. I will accompany you after I've settled my matters."

"Don't worry about it. I've wanted to take you out for some fresh air seeing that you've been in a constant bad mood lately. Since you already have company, I can relax."

Fearing that Mashauva would overthink, Frida pinched her cheek and said, "All I want is for you to be happy, so don't worry about it."

"Thank you, Frida."

When classes ended, Mashauva took her sweet time packing up, hoping to stall as much as she could.

When Frida was ready to leave, she noticed Mashauva was still taking her time packing up, so she urged, "Shouldn't you hurry up?"

Mashauva mumbled, "I don't need to rush. You should go first."

"Okay."

With that, Frida left the classroom. She had wanted to go to the library straight, but then she suddenly remembered she needed to get a new pen, so she headed out to the office supplies store near the school. When she reached the school gates, she saw a group of girls crowding, looking in a direction. She wondered what was going on.

"He's so cute! Who is he?"

"Why is he at our school gate? Is he here to pick up his girlfriend?"

"Oh, she has such a cute boyfriend. I'm so jealous."

The group of girls whispered to each other as they looked in the same direction.

Frida was a little surprised but did not want to participate in their discussion. However, she would have to go through them if she wanted to go out. So she could only move forward helplessly as she said, "Pardon me, excuse me."

Frida heaved a sigh of relief when she finally managed to squeeze through the group. Continuing her journey to the office supplies store, she noticed a familiar figure standing by the school gates.

The tall and slender young man had on simple and casual clothes. Leaning against the wall, looking down at the ground, he gave off an extremely lazy but cold vibe, an aura that prevented anybody from getting close to him.

Bruno!

Frida's heart raced.

She didn't think she'd be able to see him again after so long. He was still so good-looking that she couldn't take her eyes off him.

However, why was he here?

She suddenly remembered the conversation she had with Mashauva, and her expression turned dark. He must be here for her, but why wouldn't she tell her he was the one she was going to meet instead of Freddy?

Could it be that Mashauva no longer trusted her?

Or perhaps she had discovered something, so she didn't want her to know she was hanging out with Bruno.

Blood drained from Frida's face the more she thought about it.

Sensing something, Bruno looked in her direction.

Frida?

Frida froze in place, and she heard the girls' excited chatter.

"Ah! He's looking in our direction! Is he looking at me?"

"Oh God, he's way too cute!"

Bruno pursed his lips as he walked toward Frida.

"Frida?"

He called her name with his alluring and deep voice.

"Are you alone?"

Only then did Frida come to her senses. "Yes, I'm alone. Are you here for Mashauva?"

"Where is she?"

"She's still packing up. She'll be out soon, I think."

"Okay."

With that, their conversation ended. Frida couldn't bring herself to walk away even though she knew she should, for the sake of her dignity. However, she asked somewhat disappointingly, "Do you want me to go get her for you?"

"It's fine. She promised to meet me here." Bruno turned down her offer.

Frida's face flushed as her head buzzed, scolding herself for being a busybody. Why didn't she just walk away?

With that thought in mind, she bit her lower lip as she clenched her fists, feeling humiliated. She turned and left.

A couple of students caught up to her and asked, ecstatic, "Frida, you know him? Who is he?"

"Yeah, how do you know such a cute guy?

Introduce him to us."

Somewhat irritated, Frida said, "He's just an acquaintance. We're not close."

"Hey, c'mon, we just want you to introduce him to us."

Frida quickened her pace, no longer in the mood to even bother answering their questions.

Finally, Mashauva came out, her movements slower than a snail's, after nearly everyone had left the school gates. She saw Bruno as soon as she was near the gates. Standing where she was, she was retuctant to go to him.

From afar, Bruno's gaze fell on her face as he waved at her.

"For how long are you going to pretend to be a snail?"

A snail?

Mashauva was flushed and retorted, "I'm not a snail."

"Come over faster then."

Mashauva bit her lower lip but did not move.

With that, they fell into a stalemate. It wasn't until moments later that Bruno strode to her and pressed his hand on her head. "Is it so difficult for you to walk over to me? Must I come to you?"

"Don't touch me!" Mashauva pushed his hand away fiercely.

"Why are you so fierce?" Bruno sighed helplessly and withdrew his hand. "Alright, I won't touch you then. C'mon."

Mashauva clutched her bag, looking down at her shoes as she said, "We can talk here. I still have to go back and do my homework after this."

A moment of silence filled the air before Bruno spoke again.

"There are other students here. Are you sure you want to talk about your milkshake vomit incident here?"

Mashauva's face changed, hearing that, and she suddenly strode forward.

Bruno quickly followed behind her

and caught up in no time. However,

as soon as he reached Mashauva's

side, she immediately trotted, deliberately keeping a distance from him.

With that, he quickened his pace to catch up to her, but she trotted again.

After a few cycles, Bruno asked helplessly, "Aren't you tired?" Mashauva only stopped when there was no one else around. "You are not allowed to tell anyone about the milkshake incident."