Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

"You're actually okay with handing such important accounts to me?" Bruno looked at her and thought what she said was rather ridiculous. "Aren't you afraid that I might tamper with them?" Mashauva turned her head instead and looked at Bruno genuinely.

"Would you, Bruno?"

The look in her eyes left Bruno's heart throbbing. Meshauva was the soft and sincere type; he couldn't bear to mess with her.

"No."

"I knew it. You treat me the best."

After all, he was a neat freak, yet he carried her in his arms through the filthy floodwater so that she wouldn't be tainted.

Ten plus minutes wasn't considered long.

But Mashauva was already moved beyond words.

The staff member didn't say anything but thought, "Mr. Collins's family business is an empire; the Taylor Group has nothing on what he will inherit. Why would he want to do anything to the accounts?" After getting out of the elevator, they soon arrived at the suite.

"Mr. Collins, Miss Taylor, our presidential suites come with the usual complimentary shampoo, shower gel, makeup remover, skincare products, and of sorts. If you're not used to them, I'll get someone to buy the brands you prefer."

Mashauva immediately shook her head. "That won't be necessary. I'll use whatever's available."

The entire area was flooded; she thought she'd be treating the staff like dogs if she made those demands at this time, so she immediately rejected the idea.

"Thank you, Miss Taylor, for your consideration. In that case, I'll leave you two alone."

"Okay, thank you."

Afterward, Mashauva pushed Bruno into the bathroom and said, "Go take a shower now."

Bruno glanced at her wet dress and pulled her into the bathroom instead.

"You shower first. I'll go after you."

"No way!" Mashauva shook her head and said, "Bruno, your legs have been in the floodwater for too long. You have to shower now. I remember reading an article about some guy's legs rotting after being in the floodwater!"

After all, no one could be sure what sort of disgusting things were in those waters.

Hence, she insisted that he take a shower as soon as possible.

"What about you?" Bruno looked at her. "You also have floodwater on you. Who told you to lunge at me? Look what you've done to yourself."

"Well, I didn't mean it. You left me no choice; you wouldn't walk with me."

With that, Mashauva said aggrievedly, "Bruno, can you listen to me for once? Go and get yourself clean. I'll go right after you're done. Neither of us will get anywhere if we keep this up."

She was right. They'd only be wasting time if they kept this up. She was a stubborn one; if he stood his ground, she probably would too.

Just as he went in, deciding to take a quick shower, he realized something interesting about the bathroom, and he smirked slightly.

"Mashauva, I think we can shower at the same time."

"What?"

Mashauva looked confused.

"You take the shower inside; I'll take the one out here."

Mashauva looked in the direction he was pointing at.

Only then did she realize the door was an opaque glass; nothing could be seen from the outside.

But if they showered at the same time, they would definitely still hear the water flowing.

As the thought crossed her mind, Mashauva's face flushed. "Bruno, maybe..."

"C'mon, look at us. Let's not sweat the small stuff anymore."

With that, he pushed her into the shower inside.

Worried that she'd still felt uneasy, he drew the curtain. Mashauva looked toward the door; there was no way anything could be seen from the outside now.

It seemed that there was no reason for her to stand her ground anymore.

The toiletries came in a set, and they were branded at that. There were also bathrobes and towels too.

Swoosh-

Outside, Bruno was already showering, and the sound of running water instantly filled the bathroom. A few seconds later, music started playing from his phone.

The sound of water and music filled the whole bathroom; nothing else could be heard now.

Grateful for his attentiveness, she removed her dirtied clothes and turned on the hot water.

Soon, the entire bathroom fogged up. Mashauva threw everything behind her and concentrated on removing her makeup and taking a shower. The two of them spent

around the same time in the shower.

Mashauva typically took long showers. Moreover, she had floodwater on her right then, so she was more meticulous.

She then put on the bathrobe by the side after she was done.

However, she realized a tragic reality.

There weren't any clean undergarments available, and all she had on right then was the bathrobe.

How awkward would it be if she had to face him outside?

Mashauva stood there for a long time before she called out, "Bruno?"

"Are you done?"

"Yes," Mashauva replied after hesitating for some time.

As soon as she finished speaking, the water outside stopped running. After that, she heard Bruno say, "I'll leave first. After you come out, head right. That's your bedroom.

"What about you?"

"Mine's on the left."

As it was a presidential suite, it was almost like a residential condo. The interior design was grand, and there were many rooms. Although Mashauva hadn't a clue how he knew, she figured that he went out to have a look while she was still in the shower.

As soon as he replied to her, she heard his footsteps and the sound of the bathroom door closing.

Stood rooted, she took a deep breath before opening the door after a long time and pulled the curtain aside.

The bathroom was foggy; the

exhaust fan had been switched on for ventilation. Then she noticed

Bruno had already kept his clothes away despite the water having just stopped before leaving.

Was he already long done with his shower but only waited for her?

With that thought in mind, Mashauva had to admit he was genuinely attentive.

She wrapped her hair up and opened the bathroom door. It was quiet outside without a single soul. Following Bruno's instructions, she saw there was indeed a bedroom.

The bedroom was massive, with a big bed, a dressing table, and a floor-to-ceiling window.

Moreover, they were pretty high up, so she could see the entire night view of the city.

However, she felt absolutely insecure when she remembered all she had on was a bathrobe, so she quickly drew the sheer curtains.

Only then did she feel safer. Then she went to find a hairdryer and dried her hair.

Mashauva received a message from Bruno after her hair was dried.

"It's getting late. Get some rest after you've dried your hair."

To that, Mashauva nodded reflexively only to remember she was reading a message. Bruno wouldn't be able to see her nod. Hence she quickly replied an okay.