Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1623

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Gift?

Freddy had brought her a gift?

In an instant, Mashauva recalled what the group of boys had said to her the day before, and she looked up at him reflexively.

She hadn't noticed it before, but at that moment, it became clear to her that Freddy's gaze at her was ablaze. It had never been so in her memories of him.

Had it changed recently?

"Mashauva?"

Seeing that she stared at him silently, confusion came over Freddy. He asked, scrutinizing her, "Is everything alright?"

Mashauva lowered her gaze, uncommunicative.

With that, the smile on Freddy's face faded. He looked at her, all concerned, and inquired, "Are you not feeling well? Shall I take you to the hospital?" Her daily jogging was unmissable, yet she missed it that day. What's more, she looked none too thrilled. Freddy took that to be her feeling under the weather.

"No, I'm fine," Mashauva mumbled, still in deep thought of howto tell Freddy so that his pain could be reduced to the barest minimum. "No? Then has something upset you?"

Pondering for a while, Freddy decided not to let her guess but gifted her the hairpin straight. "This hairpin is for you. C'mon, cheer up. See if you like it."

Ever since she stepped down from being a foodie, Freddy had stopped buying her snacks. Moreover, when he had gifted her a bracelet, she had not been able to put it on, and this ingrained in Freddy an aversion to jewelry stores, a disturbing experience.

So he got her a hairpin after thinking long and hard, believing history wouldn't repeat itself.

Mashauva glanced at the hairpin. It was pink and glittery, with a cute character on it; it was of fine craftsmanship. He had obviously taken his time in choosing the gift.

She didn't take it.

"You don't like it?"

Mashauva shook her head. "I can't accept it."

"Why not?" Freddy couldn't figure out what was going on with her. "Mashauva, what in the world happened?"

Finally, Mashauva raised her head and waited for

a long time before finally plucking up the courage to throw him the question.

"Freddy, I have a question for you."

"Fire away."

Inexplicably, Freddy felt an ominous wave looming over him. Was he being delusional?

The hand holding the hairpin tightened gradually. Just as he was about to interrupt her, Mashauva spoke.

"Freddy, do you... like me?"

For that moment, Freddy's heart trembled as if something had ruthlessly pounded it. He could not come back to his senses, his brain numbed. After what seemed like an interminable time, Freddy finally regained his composure.

Why would she ask that question? Freddy couldn't bring himself to be happy at all. Her distressed look aside, her feelings clearly written on her face. "Please stop having feelings for me. You'll only trouble me." She was only one step from articulating them.

At first, he'd wanted to watch over her until she was of legal age, then slowly express his feelings for her, but he did not expect his plan to be stillborn. Was she going to reject him before she reached adulthood?

Should he admit it, or should he not?

If he admitted it, would she start to hate him and refuse to see him? But if he did not own up to it, he might never have the chance to tell her again. Looking at her solemn gaze, his hand gripping the hairpin tightened. His heart was in a welter.

"Freddy?"

Mashauva waited for a long time, after which no answer yielded. Her nonplusness and uneasiness swelling, she called him again. Freddy's heart immediately softened. Smiling, he said, "How did you get these ideas in your head?"

With that, he placed his hand on the top of her head and ruffled her hair as he said, "Not even an adult and you already want to date?" His action baffled Mashauva.

"Just because I gifted you a hairpin, you think I have feelings for you? If that is so, then I won't dare to lavish you with gifts anymore." Hearing the latter, Mashauva felt that she had caught very important information.

"So what you're saying is, Freddy, you don't like me?"

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"I like you as a sister, that's for sure. Anything else may have to make clear to you, don't think too much. I'm close with Bruno, and I think you're cute; that's why I treat you well if you are suspicious of me from just all this, how am I going to land a girlfriend in the future?"

Hearing that, Mashauva finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew it; Freddy's adoration toward her derived completely from familial love, unlike how the boys had claimed.

Heaving a deep sigh, she felt relaxed, smile blooming on her face.

Freddy's heart, on the other hand, sank to the abyss. Sunny as the day was, coldness cloaked his body, any trace of warmth denied to him.

But what else could he do? His adoration for her outweighed his feelings. He did not want to scare her away despite his eagerness to tell her his love for her, so he could only deny it. Even if he was stripped of any chance in the future, he would still look back at his present decision and make peace with it.

Her smile made all of it worth the while.

"Freddy, I've let my imaginations get the best of me. Please, don't be mad, I'm sorry. It'll never happen again. I'm sure you'll be able to find a gorgeous girlfriend in the future. If you can't, I'll take responsibility."

Hearing the latter, a spark of hope ignited in

Freddy's heart.

"How will you take responsibility?"

"I'll find a girlfriend for you!"

Alas, Freddy had anticipated something else. Sure enough, it was all his wishful thinking. He sighed and said Alright now, what would a

girl like you know? You're not an adult yet, so stop talking about

dating and all that. Don't worry about me; all you need to do is grow

up without worries."

"Okay."

Mashauva looked at the hairpin in this hand. "Freddy, this for me, isn't it?"

However, Freddy took back the hairpin and tucked it in his pocket.

"I had wanted to give it to you, but you've mistaken my feelings for you, so the offer no longer stands. I should've given it to someone else."

Hearing this, Mashauva pouted. "I'm sorry, Freddy, it wasn't my intention."

"Alright, I'm not blaming you. It's just a joke." Freddy tapped her nose and said, "The hairpin is a bit mature-looking for you. I'll get you another one

tomorrow."

"Okay!

"Then I'll go back to my jog!"

"Go ahead."

After Mashauva left, Freddy fished for the hairpin, thinking that he had accidentally broken it.