Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1583



"Alright, let's eat."

Mashauva did not have an appetite at first, but when the food was placed in front of her, gluttony overcame her.

It wasn't until she had finished her meal that she realized she had eaten a lot.

"I thought you said you don't have the appetite?" Freddy teased her.

Hearing that, Mashauva blushed. "You're the one who ordered so much."

"But I didn't say you should finish them all."

Vexed at his teasing, Mashauva pouted and fell silent.

"Alright, I was just teasing you. You did not eat much. Wipe your mouth."

He handed a napkin to Mashauva.

Mashauva snorted and did not take it from him.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore."

Freddy chuckled, and just as he wanted to say more, his phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, the smile in his eyes faded as he answered the phone. "Bruno, you're finally awake." "Which ward is it?"

Bruno sounded a little breathless; it was as if he had just run.

After Freddy told Bruno the ward number, Bruno immediately hung up the phone. Freddy could only place his phone back into his pocket and said to Mashauva, "Bruno's awake. He's probably already here."

"He's here?"

"Yeah."

Freddy cleared the table as he comforted her. "What did I tell you? There's no way he'd leave you alone."

After learning Bruno had come to the hospital, Mashauva felt a little more at ease inexplicably.

The fluster she had before had subsided now.

After a while, someone appeared outside the ward.

Panting lightly, Bruno heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Mashauva sitting at the table, perfectly fine.

Then, he walked in after some time, and Freddy happened to be leaving with what was left of their lunch in his hand. "You're here? Stay here for a while, will you? I'm going to throw the trash away."

After Freddy left, only three people were left in the ward.

Frida was still in a coma.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Bruno lightly exhaled as he walked to Mashauva and sat down in front of her. Smiling dotingly at her, he asked, "How was your lunch?"

"Bruno."

Mashauva nodded. "I'm stuffed. Freddy ordered a lot of food, and they were all my favorites."

"Are you alright?" Bruno scrutinized Mashauva from head to toe. Only when he was sure she was fine that he let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine. It's Frida who got hurt."

Mashauva pointed to the bed where Frida was lying and said, "She has a lot of injuries on her body."

"Injuries?" Frida was a girl who had stayed over at his house, and she was also Mashauva's best friend. Thus, Bruno naturally had a little concern for her. "What happened?"

"I don't know." Mashauva then told him all that had happened over the past few days, and her eyes even reddened as she got to the end. "She hadn't woken up since she fainted. I don't know when she'll wake up. "Don't worry." Bruno ruffled the back of Mashauva's head and said, "Since the doctor said they need to observe her, just let her rest here. It's useless for you to worry. Are you going to keep vigil tonight?"

"Yes, lam."

"Okay, then I'll keep you company."

Mashauva subconsciously tightened her grip on Bruno's sleeve as she got up to sit beside him, particularly needing him that day. She then gota little sleepy after some time. Hence, Bruno took off his jacket and draped it over her body. "If you're tired, lean on my shoulder and sleep for a while. I'll wake you up when your friend wakes up."

"Thank you, Bruno."

Freddy had actually already returned long ago. Standing outside the ward, he was shattered when he saw how reliant Mashauva was on Bruno. But he quickly comforted himself.

No matter how close they were, they could only be siblings at most. Moreover, it was normal for siblings to be close. There was nothing strange about

it.

However, at that moment, he felt like the fifth wheel and was embarrassed to enter the ward.

It was not until Frida woke up and Mashauva rushed to the hospital bed that Freddy walked into the ward after he adjusted his mood.

When Frida woke up, her stomach was still in excruciating pain. The white surroundings baffled her, but she caught on as soon as she saw Mashauva, Bruno, and Freddy.

It seemed that the thing she had been desperately concealing was now out in the open.

"Frida, you're finally awake."

Mashauva held Frida's hand in desperation, looking particularly concerned.

"The doctor said to inform him immediately once she wakes up. I'll go get him." Freddy then left.

Looking at Mashauva's reddened and swollen eyes, Frida knew she had shed tears for her and was even distraught. She then tugged her pale lips into a smile.

"Don't cry, I'm fine."

"How can you be? The doctor said you've sustained a lot of injuries. Frida, what in the world happened? How did you get those injuries? Why are you hiding it from me?"

Bruno stood by Masahuva's side in silence, his thin lips pursed into a straight line. Seeing Frida was hesitant, he spoke on Mashauva's behalf, "You're already admitted to the hospital. Do you think you can still keep it a secret?"

His words were a wake-up call for Frida.

He was right. She had failed to get through it despite concealing the matter for days. Now that she was in the hospital, the cat was out of the bag.

But when she thought of what would become of her mother, she still said indifferently, "I was beaten by a group of bullies at the school gates a few days ago."

"Bullies?"

"Yeah, they wanted to rob me, but I fought back, so they beat me up." Frida's tone was so carefree that it was as if she wasn't talking about her encounter.

Bruno pursed his lips and remained

silent. As naive as Mashauva was, she took the bait and became angry. "How can they? Why didn't you tell the teacher or call the police? More importantly, why wouldn't you get your injuries treated?"

"I didn't think it was a big deal at first. I just got a few punches, and it only hurt a little, so I thought that the pain would eventually go away after a few days. I didn't expect... I'm sorry for letting you worry, Mashauva."

After that, Frida put on another smile as she held Mashauva's hand and said, "Don't cry. I know what I'm doing. Look! Am I not awake now?"

It took no time for the doctor to arrive at the ward with Freddy. To Frida's dismay, the doctor's first question was about her stomach.

"I noticed there are injuries on your abdomen. Does it still hurt?"

Frida shook her head in fear that the others would be worried.

However, the doctor's expression turned stern. "Miss, this is not something you should take lightly. Look where it has gotten you. You have to tell the truth. If something far worse happens to you, who should be held accountable?"

Perhaps the doctor's unduly harsh tone frightened Frida that she was stunned for a long time before she nodded in admission, "Yes, it's excruciating."