Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1614

There was air conditioning in the subway station, and she had worked up a sweat, so it was a little chilly.

However, since it was summer, Mashauva found it cooling, so when Bruno handed his jacket to her suddenly, she thought he was worried she was feeling cold, so she shook her head. "It's okay, Bruno. I'm not cold."

Bruno glanced at her and stopped in his tracks, "I didn't say you are."

"Huh?"

Mashauva looked at him in bewilderment. If he wasn't worried about her being cold, then why did he hand her his jacket?

She could not wrap her head around it.

"Don't ask. Just wear it."

Seeing that Mashauva wasn't accepting his jacket, he went ahead and draped it over her. It was a dark-colored men's jacket, so it was large enough to cover Mashauva's bottom. Stumped, Mashauva could smell Bruno's sweat on the jacket, but she did not replace it unpleasant. Bashful, she lowered her head only to notice it.

The front of her shirt was damped as she had been on Bruno's back most of their journey. It was somewhat see-through, and the shape of her camisole underneath could be seen.

"Ah!"

Mashauva couldn't help exclaiming and covered her face in embarrassment.

How humiliating! How could she have forgotten about that?! She must've looked ridiculous. Otherwise, Bruno wouldn't have handed her his jacket while she foolishly thought he was worried she was cold. "Alright, let's go."

Bruno held on to her hand and walked forward as though nothing had happened. As there was a crowd, there were no seats available in the subway, so Bruno could only bring her to his front as they stood. "If you're sleepy, you take a nap in my arms."

"No, it's fine. I'm not sleepy anymore." Mashauva shook her head and found it odd to sleep in his arms. Moreover, she had taken a quick nap earlier and was, right then, wide awake.

As they were to get off the subway at the last stop, they did not have to pay attention to the announcement for the time being. At first, Mashauva felt clear-headed, but she soon started drifting off, leaning toward Bruno.

Bruno put his arms around her to protect her, promising, "Sleep, don't worry, you won't fall."

Mashauva nodded in a daze and dozed off, leaning against him. When she shifted her head, she instantly noticed something weird.

A portly middle-aged man, Bache, was harassing a woman, Serene, nor far from them.

Taking advantage of the large crowd, Bache kept closing in on her. At first, Serene shifted aside with a frown. However, as the train was packed, there wasn't really space for her to move around freely. Seeing that she didn't have a major reaction, Bache made another move on her.

Serene had enough of it and shifted her gaze at him. However, Bache was deadpan, as though nothing had happened.

After she turned back around, Bache continued his move on her with a blank face.

Mashauva didn't quite understand what was going on, but she knew his actions were clearly making the pretty lady uncomfortable, and despite her glare, he was still unscrupulous. She blinked and tugged at Bruno's clothes.

"What is it?"

Bruno lowered his head and asked the girl in his

arms.

Mashauva raised her head and looked at him with her eyes shimmering clear as she said, "Bruno, look."

Mashauva pointed to his back left. Following her direction, he noticed Bache's hand was on Serene's waist. She looked furious but didn't dare throw a fit.

"That man seems to be upsetting that woman."

In other words, Mashauva witnessed the whole incident.

Bruno's expression darkened, and the surrounding atmosphere grew cold. He pursed his lips and turned Mashauva's face over, "Don't look, stand on your feet." "Okay."

Mashauva nodded. Seeing there was a pole beside her, she leaned over and held it with both her hands.

Once Bruno made sure Mashauva stood still, he slowly turned around and approached Bache with a sharp gaze.

There was no response from the others nearby. Some were on their phones, while others pretended as if they had not seen anything.

Such incidents were common on subways, and people tend to mind their own business nowadays. Moreover, if the victim did not stand out, it was more unlikely anyone would help. Not realizing he had been noticed, Bache continued to move his hands up Serene's body.

Slam!

He was sent flying the next second.

"Ah!"

As Bache stumbled, the crowd screamed and panicked as they squeezed to the side, making a space.

"What's going on?"

"Why did he suddenly hit him?"

Shocked, Serene retreated to one side and saw Bruno withdrawing his leg with a cold gaze when she

around.

Mashauva held onto the pole, her heart pounding wildly. Not because she was frightened, but because of how cool Bruno was.

Little did she think he would make a

direct assault. However, Bruno was attending the police academy, and he was a righteous person, so it wasn't surprising. Even so,

vern

Mashauva was mesmerized by what

he did with the situation.

It took Bache quite some time to recover from the fall. He stood up, pointing at Bruno, and yelled, "What do you think you're doing, assaulting an elderly?! I'm calling the police!" "Elderly?" Bruno sneered.

With that, the commuters took out their phones and recorded the scene.

"Yes, I'll call the police right now."

After Bache stood up, he took his phone out and was about to call the police when Bruno, who had unknowingly popped up from behind him, grabbed him by the wrist and flung him over the shoulder

Bang!

Baches cell phone fell to the ground. Mashauva pondered for a moment before scampering forward to pick up his phone and berating, "You're a bad guy. You kept touching that woman's waist. Even if the police come, they'd only arrest you."

Only then did the onlookers, who had been in doubt about why Bruno had suddenly launched an attack, realized what was happening after hearing Mashauva's words. "Shameless! How dare you molest someone on the subway!"

"Dude, how would you feel if your daughter got harassed on the subway like this?"

"Fortunately, this young man stood out. You sure got moves."

Bruno swept his icy gaze across the crowd as he spoke with a cold and dominating tone, "Delete what you recorded just now."

The crowd was surprised to hear his command despite their praises at him.

Bruno had a natural seriousness to him, and he knew how to fight. Moreover, his gaze was sharp and piercing, so everyone obediently deleted their recordings.

"Call the police," Bruno told Mashauva in a soft voice.