Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1641

Bruno had ordered all of this for her?

Mashauva grew worried; how could she possibly finish it all? It was already late, too.

Hence, she couldn't help frowning.

"Bruno, I really can't eat this much," she said.

"Alright, I was just kidding. Eat as much as you can. I'll finish the rest."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Mashauva breathed a sigh of relief; the heavy burden on her shoulders lifted. She could just have a bit of everything and give the rest to Bruno.

Or at least, that was her plan. But when she got stuck in, she found that she couldn't stop herself from wanting more.

Therefore, she couldn't resist sneaking more bites. Self-conscious, she peeked at Bruno only to find that he didn't seem to have noticed. He was focusing on the fish, grilling it for her.

When Mashauva saw the fish, her trauma crept up on her, and she silently turned her head away.

After a while, Bruno said softly, "Alright, it's ready." "Huh?" she didn't quite catch what he meant. All she saw was him pushing a plate of fish towards her as he said, "Here you go."

Mashauva felt a chill running down her spine while something seemed to have gotten itself stuck in her throat. When she was about to reject reflexively, she heard Bruno say, "I've picked out all the bones for you. Don't worry."

"Bruno?"

Surprised, she thought he forgot about her childhood fish trauma when he brought her in for fish. He remembered.

"What's the matter?"

"I thought you'd forgotten I don't like eating fish."

"Is there anything you don't like to eat? You're only afraid of the fish bones. The middle of the catfish has the least bones. I've picked out the few remaining ones for you. No need to worry."

At that, he ruffled her hair, and Mashauva was instantly moved beyond words.

"Thank you, Bruno."

It turned out that he had it all thought out when he brought her in. No wonder he ordered the catfish. Mashauva had been completely unaware.

"If you like this, I can take you for some fish tacos

next time."

"Okay!"

Bruno was right. There was indeed nothing Mashauva did not enjoy eating. If there was, it was definitely because it had traumatized her in the past.

The catfish was delicious. Moreover, Bruno had picked out all the bones for her, so she ate without worries.

"Bruno, I feel like I haven't eaten fish for years. Can you keep picking out fish bones for me in the future?"

Right at that, Mashauva thought her request was too much to ask. She quickly corrected herself, "Forget it. There are too many bones in a single fish. It's a chore to pick them out one by one. Forget what I said. Bruno, hurry up and eat."

Bruno hadn't eaten anything from the moment the food was served, but Mashauva was already a quarter full.

"Not at all. We can order a whole fish next time. I'll eat the parts with bones."

Mashauva stopped what she was doing, blinking; she raised her head to look at Bruno.

"So you're saying you'll be with me forever? Then,

Bruno..."

"Ahem." Bruno cleared his throat and interrupted her. "Eat. Didn't I tell you we'll only discuss after you're an adult?"