Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1595

That night, Laura prepared a feast. Mashauva ate whatever was on the table. To her, as long as it was edible and served to her, she would eat it.

Qiana, on the other hand, was much more restrained. The food was either too greasy, too fattening, or not to her liking.

As for Bruno and Freddy, they just ate like they usually did. Qiana was the only one who did not eat much.

When Laura cleared the dishes off the table, Qiana asked her for a cup of tea. To that, Laura asked, "You didn't eat much, are the dishes not to your liking?"

Qiana's lips curled as she said, "I'm on a diet. I don't want to gain weight."

After saying that, a look of disdain flashed in her eyes. She did not want to become a pumpkin like that hillbilly.

"Diet?" Laura was a little surprised. "You're already so thin; why would you want to go on a diet? God knows what you'll look like if you keep this up."

"Madam!" Qiana's voice was quite loud. "Although I'm thin now, I will get fat if I don't watch what I eat. I won't be able to take it if that happens."

Laura replied, "Your health should be your priority. See how well that other girl ate."

Qiana could not resist rolling her eyes.

"I'd jump the river if I'm as fat as she is."

Laura's smile vanished. In a stern tone, she chided Qiana, "A young girl like you shouldn't say things like that. How fat or skinny someone is, is their choice. Although you're thin, you're missing out on a lot of delicious food. While others are enjoying it, all you're thinking of is restraining yourself. That other girl doesn't care about what others think of her and savors the food to her heart's content. Besides, she's still attractive."

"You call that attractive? Maybe we have different tastes."

"Then do you think you are? When you came in together with them, her face was ruddy, while your's was dull, and your lips were frozen purple. Is that attractive to you?"

"I..." Qiana never thought that Laura would be so protective of Mashauva. She stormed off, unable to find the words to refute her in the heat of the moment.

Laura shook her head as she looked at her retreating figure.

Meanwhile, Mashauva was in her room, sorting out her things. Their luggage had already arrived when they were having dinner. She took a few snacks out from her suitcase and placed them on the table.

As soon as Qiana entered the room, she saw the variety of snacks laid out on the table. Inadvertently, a frown crossed her face.

"You're back?"

Mashauva pointed to the items on the table and said, "These are all my favorites. You can eat them if you're hungry."

There was no one else but Qiana and Mashauva in the room. In addition, Qiana had just bickered with Laura and was still furious. Hence, she said bluntly, "Eat?"

Mashauva nodded.

"Do you think I'll eat as much as you do?"

Mashauva reeled at her words.

Qiana sized Mashauva's face and sneered. "You're already like this; can't you eat less?"

The blood immediately drained from Mashauva's face.

It took Qiana great effort to hold back her scorns the entire journey. Now that she saw Mashauva looking ill because of what she said, Qiana felt a sense of satisfaction. Hadn't Laura said Mashauva's complexion was good? Why wasn't she here to see how awful that hillbilly looked?

To prevent the others from hearing anything, Qiana closed the door and walked toward Mashauva.