Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1623

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?