Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1679

Grabbing her wrist, gaze locked onto her, he questioned, "Also, are you really full?"

"Yes, I'm going back now."

With that, she broke her hand free from his grip. Seeing that he wouldn't budge, she turned to Samuel, "Sorry, but do you mind letting me through?"

Although Samuel and Bruno were roommates, he didn't dare do what Bruno did, quickly getting up.

Just like that, Mashauva left, and Samuel scratched the back of his head, saying apologetically, "Sorry, Bruno. Mashauva, she..."

Bruno got up and chased after her before he could finish his words.

The mood instantly became incredibly weird.

Edwin coughed lightly and gave a dry chuckle as he said, "Come, Bruno's probably escorting Masha back to school. Let's eat. Don't worry about them."

Roger continued eating his meal with Edwin and Samuel, surprisingly composed the whole time, never once mentioning Mashauva or Bruno.

Fleeing the scene pale-faced, Mashauva was only trotting at first, but it became a dash soon after.

Tears filled her eyes, feeling bitter, as she dashed across the road, not noticing the oncoming car.

Feeling a forceful tug on her arm, she was pulled back to the sidewalk.

Then, she slammed into a broad, warm embrace and heard a low yet harsh reprimand right after, "Are you trying to get yourself killed running into the middle of the road like that?"

Her long pent- up frustration unleashed that instant, shoving Bruno with all her might as she cried, "Why do you care? Let me go!"

"Let go. It's none of your business!"

But however hard she shoved and punched him, he never loosened his tight grip on her. The pain caused her to burst into tears.

"Leave me alone. Let me go."

Helpless, he pulled her into his embrace and wrapped his arms around her, "And why should I do that? Do you know how dangerous it is to run into the middle of the road? What if you get hit?"

"It's none of your business still," Mashauva said, still shoving him. As she was feeling miserable, her words were hurtful, "If I do get hit, if something happens to me, you can finally be at ease. No one will bother you anymore."

That got Bruno's brows knitted tightly.

"Don't say that."

"Am I wrong?" Mashauva raised her head and glared at Bruno, "Why are you here? Why do you have to come and meddle with my meal with Roger?"

Hearing that, Bruno narrowed his eyes, "So it's my fault?"

There was a hint of menace in his gaze as he continued, "It's my fault for ruining your good mood, is it? Did you enjoy your meal with him that much?"

"Yes!" Mashauva nodded, gritting her teeth. "We were enjoying ourselves, but your roommates decided to join in and even called you over. Why did they have to do that?! I don't want to see you at all!"

Did he really think she didn't have a clue what his actions earlier meant?

She thought he was acting strange; he shouldn't have come when he wouldn't reciprocate her feelings and didn't even believe in them. But he did. And even wooed her in front of Roger, eating her leftovers, wiping her mouth, all that...

Recalling, she was enraged!

Because she thought her feelings were being humiliated!

Furious as well, Bruno chuckled, but it was cold, and so was his gaze. "You don't want to see me, do you? Then who was the one who told me they liked me and even wouldn't allow me to get a girlfriend? Now you're telling me you don't want to see me?"

"So what?!" She was finally resolute for once; she couldn't yield at this time. "That was before, doesn't mean I feel the same now. I don't want to see you now."