Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1670

"I'm not going to shut up. I'm going to keep talking about it." Freddy continued to argue with Bruno and refused to let the matter go.

"This is the best way to validate your feelings for her. If you really only see her as a sister, you'd definitely wouldn't want to kiss her, no? But if you do have feelings for her, you'd want to wrap her in your arms all the time. Not only would you want to kiss her, but also...

Screech...

The car screeched, and Bruno suddenly pulled over, glaring daggers at Freddy, grim, "Enough!"

Seeing that he was truly angry, Freddy dared not say any more but swallowed the rest of his words back.

Meanwhile, Bruno's feelings were all over the place. Seeing that Freddy fell silent, he brought the car back on the road. Although he didn't want to admit it, he thought Freddy was right. It was the best way to verify his feelings for Mashauva.

However, imagining it right then, he really couldn't bring himself to kiss her. It was too unfair to her.

She was not a machine for Bruno to figure out his feelings.

But if he didn't do it...

All in all, Bruno drove to the supermarket and made their purchase with thoughts heavy on his mind the entire time.

They didn't have to buy much as they were only making gnocchi.

"There's some leftover gnocchi at home, so well just have to buy the rest."

Freddy speedily grabbed everything they needed and went to the cashier in no time.

"Your mom likes gnocchi?" Bruno asked in an attempt to ease the earlier atmosphere.

"Don't tell me you actually think so. Can you tell she wants to send us away?"

And that was how they went back to the subject again. "She adores Mashauva and wants her to be her daughter-in-law. I'm sure you can tell." "That's unlikely," Bruno said bluntly.

Freddy's face changed slightly at that. "Can't you be more tactful? I know Mashauva likes you, but that's not your excuse to be smug." "Freddy."

Bruno stopped in his tracks and looked at Freddy with a never-before-seen solemn gaze.

"What? Why are you suddenly looking at me like that? Don't tell me you like me; I don't feel the same, I'm telling you."

"You don't have to act chirpy and happy talking to me."

His words got Freddy taken aback for a second.

"I know how much you like Mashauva, and I don't want to touch your sore spot deliberately. If you really can't stand it anymore, stay far away from her then." Stay far away?

If he stayed far away from her, he wouldn't have to see her, nor would he have to think about how Mashauva liked someone else and not him. It wasn't a bad idea. But if he didn't get to see her, he'd be upset.

The sadness from not seeing her was more unbearable than seeing her loving someone else.

"No need."

He shook his head and rejected Bruno's idea.

"I can handle it. I'm not as fragile as you think. Let's go. We still have to cook."

With that, Freddy walked forward. Bruno's gaze darkened, watching his back, not saying anything in the end but only caught up to him.

In the hospital.

After the guys left, Madeline took Mashauva's hand and spoke to her in an amiable tone.

"Mashauva, you just became a legal adult, didn't you?"

"Yeah."

"Sigh, you were just a little girl when I first saw you. So many years have passed, and you've become a young lady."

Madeline lamented at the past, remembering how cubby the girl was and her big round eyes as bright as the stars. She had already set her sights on Mashauva even then. However, there was a point in time she worried if Freddy didn't think the same. She may have liked Mashauva, but what if he didn't?

Little had she expected her son to have precisely the same preferences as her. As they say, a mother knows his son best. After seeing how he looked at Mashauva a few times,

was clear about it.

"By the way, Mashauva, have you managed to replace yourself a boyfriend?"

As Madeline's words caught her off guard, her cheeks turned rosy, embarrassed, as she shook her head.

"I'm only asking, and you're already shy? You're already a big girl, Mashauva. It's high time you get

a boyfriend."

Bruno's silhouette appeared in her mind at that, but she naturally wouldn't tell Madeline that. "But I'm still young; no need to rush, no?"

"Oh, how can you not? You're already an adult; you should start dating already. You need to get into a relationship to know if the man is right for you, no?" However, Mashauva didn't reply.

Intending to match her with her son, Madeline asked lightly, "Mashauva, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"What do you think of Freddy?"

"Huh?" Stumped, she didn't quite get what Madeline was trying to say.

"I like you a lot, and I think you're special. I've known you since you're a child, so know what you're like. Besides, &'m sure you're well aware of what Freddy is like. He may be a little loquacious, but he's dependable, and he has never

Love

brought any other girls home apart from you."

Hearing all that, even if Mashauva was a fool, she had understood what Madeline was trying to do. Then an epiphany struck her, and she realized why Madeline asked Freddy and Bruno to make her some gnocchi.

With that, she became somewhat flustered, and her voice weakened.

"Madam Madeline, Freddy and I are just close friends."

"I know." Madeline put on a faint smile. "That's why I want to ask you. What do you think if your friendship turned into a relationship?" Mashauva didn't know what to say. "I..."

"Don't be afraid. I just like you very much, so I would very much want you to be my daughter-in-law. I'm sure you can tell Freddy likes you too." Mashauva's mind went blank at that, and she couldn't register the fact for a moment.

"Freddy likes me?"

No way. When her friends at the basketball court speculated he had feelings for her, she asked him, and he denied it, saying he didn't like her. But why would Madeline say so too?

"You can't tell?" Madeline looked surprised. "He has liked you for years. I've never seen him treat any other girl like he does to you."

Mashauva was rendered speechless.

Only after a while, she mumbled, "Madam Madeline, could it be that you're mistaken? Freddy and I are just close friends, and he told me before; he doesn't like me."

"What?"

Madeline didn't see that coming. "He said he didn't like you?"

Mashauva nodded. "Yes."