Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1602

"Why do you care how much she eats? Anyhow, they will leave after staying here for a few days. Don't stick your nose into other people's business."

Her husband was an honest and timid man; Laura was, on the contrary, good-hearted.

"So you're saying I'm a busybody?"

"When did I say that?" he defended himself.

"How can you be so heartless? Am I even not allowed to feel aggrieved for the poor girl after she was bullied?"

Laura's honest husband immediately surrendered. "Fine, you're right, you're always right. I'm just worried for you seeing that they quarreled so fiercely in the morning."

"What's there to be worried about? There's no reason for him to attack me. Besides, he slapped her because he could not bear it any longer. Plus, this girl has someone to protect her. She won't suffer any losses."

However, something else came to mind, and she said, "She's not suffering any losses physically, but what about mentally? Wounds heal, but what about psychological trauma? How will

you feel if someone attacks you for your appearance? She's just a teenage girl!"

Her honest husband did not speak again, thinking his wife's words were quite right.

Words were indeed capable of destroying a person.

It seemed that Mashauva had really taken it to heart; otherwise, the difference in her behavior would not be so drastic.

Ever since Freddy slapped Qiana, she was much more well-behaved, and she no longer stirred up trouble. She dared not even talk to Mashauva nor look at her when she saw her.

Mashauva was not used to it at first, therefore she asked Freddy about it.

Smiling, Freddy explained to her, "She just paid the price for what she said to you. Why do you care about her?"

"But..."

"C'mon, don't 'but' me. I'm already nice enough not to send her home after all she had said to you. As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you. I will not let anyone who hurts you off easily, no matter who they are."

After that, he ruffled Mashauva's hair with a gentle smile. "I will always watch over you."

If it was in the past, Mashauva would have thought that Freddy was sweet and an older brother figure. However, after her headspace had changed subtly, Freddy's behavior and words toward her seemed to have varied.

Staring at Freddy, a strange idea crystallized in her mind.

Though it was only inchoate, she was scared by it, after which she shook her head hard.

It was impossible. It must be her own imagination. How would Freddy think so?

"What's wrong?"

Freddy was confused by Mashauva's actions; she first fixed her gaze at him, then shook her head non-stop. He wondered, and said out loud, "You don't want me to protect you?"

"Sorry?" Mashauva reacted. She couldn't believe she had reflexively shaken her head in front of Freddy. She quickly waved her hand and said, "No, Freddy, something else just came to mind." "What were you thinking about?"

"It's nothing."

"Why do you look so guilty?" Freddy narrowed his eyes and approached Mashauva suddenly. Mashauva's heart skipped a beat, and she moved back, shocked.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Freddy," Mashauva said as she stood up, "I'll go back to my room first."

"Hold up."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Freddy grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

Mashauva didn't think much of it, but after he grabbed her, Freddy withdrew his hand as if he had been shocked. "I still have something to say to you. Sit down first," he said uneasily.

"Okay."

Mashauva sat down beside him again.

"What is it?"

Freddy took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Mashauva.

"What's this?"

"A New Year's present."

Freddy's eyes grew tender as his voice became gentle. "I had wanted to give it to you on New Year's Day itself, but you were sleeping soundly, so I thought about replaceing another time to give it to you, but...

In actuality, Freddy had some selfishness in his motives. He had wanted to wait until they were alone to give the present to Mashauva.

But because of the recent unpleasant incidents, he had no chance to talk to her in private.

Since a chance presented itself that day, Freddy decided to give it to her.

"A New Year's present?"

Mashauva eyed the box with curiosity; it was nicely packaged. She opened the box to replace a rose gold bracelet in it. The chain was very fine, glinting under the dazzling light. "Wow, this is gorgeous."

Mashauva picked up the bracelet and said, "Thank you, Freddy."

"Don't mention it. I'm glad you like it. Do you want me to help you put it on?"

In truth, Freddy was a little nervous.

In previous years, all he had gifted her were general things little girls liked. This was the first time he'd given her something so personal. and embodied his selfinterest. He wanted to see that she wore things he had given her, so he decided on the bracelet.

"Sure."

She handed the bracelet to Freddy.

After he unhooked it, he placed it on her wrist.

To his dismay, Mashauva's wrist was too thick for the bracelet, and it couldn't clasp at all.

The atmosphere became a little awkward. Cold sweat broke out on Freddy's forehead. He made another attempt after some thought but to no avail. Unwilling to give up, he tried again.

"Freddy."

"Shh."

Freddy gestured for her to keep quiet. "It's possible. You should be able to wear it."

She'd be so upset if she was not

able to put it on. Freddy hated himself; he thought he had been attentive when he was picking out the bracelet, but who would've thought it would end up a joke? "Attentive, my a*s," he thought. He was nothing more than a tactless piece of junk.

Drip.

It was winter, but Freddy broke out in cold sweat, and a bead of sweat dripped onto the back of Mashauva's hand.

"Freddy, Freddy?"

"Mashauva, pipe down, will you. I'll definitely help you put it on."

"Freddy, let's not. It's impossible." Mashauva grabbed his hand, looked into his eyes, and shook her head. "It's fine. It doesn't matter if I can't wear it. I'll still like this present." Freddy fixed his gaze at her for a long while before he landed a punch on the wall suddenly.

Disconcerted, Mashauva yelped.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault."

He clutched the bracelet and lowered his head in frustration. "I should've been more attentive when I was choosing. I'm such a bum. I'm sorry."

Freddy was exasperated. Mashauva was already very sensitive about this matter; to make matters worse, he went and got her a bracelet that wouldn't fit her wrist.

"Freddy, don't blame yourself. I'm sure you've been attentive. It's just that I'm too fat, so it's not on you."