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Fiancee?
Purple Summersâ footsteps faltered slightly, and then the corners of her mouth couldnât help but rise.
She couldnât quite put her finger on it, but it felt like a warm current was flowing through her heart, a sweet and cozy sweetness.
The preciousness of a woman often wasnât innate, but was brought out by the men who cherished her.
Although Alexander Summers often angered her to the point of half-death, more often than not, his actions, his words, and his demeanor all made Purple Summers feel precious and extraordinary, like a rare treasure.
She had been struggling with whether Alexander was playing with her, but if he saw her as his fiancee, her feelings would be much better.
With that in mind, she realized that she was actually looking forward to⦠having a social status, and recognition.
Purple Summers felt she was very useless, holding hope for a rogue like him, but the joy in her heart was real and unmistakable. Thus, she was both embarrassed and annoyed, yet also excited and happy, a mixture of emotions, like an awkward girl who had just had her first taste of love⦠n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
On the other end of the line, Jane McCain was still fretting over Master Xanderâs age: âIs this true? Youâre not lying to me?⦠My God, the Howard Familyâs family head is so young! Whoever gets engaged to him is so lucky!â
Ryan Wesley smirked, âThatâs none of your business. Anyway, sheâs more noble and beautiful than you. Sheâs a top student who has studied in France. Donât spread any baseless rumors about him being gay, or else you donât want to live anymore?â
Jane McCain pouted, âIâm not stupid. I only say it in front of you guys. If itâs spread outside, it must be you who has let it leak!â
Ryan Wesley glared, âHey, you womanâ¦â
Whatever they said next, Purple Summers could no longer hearâ¦
She stiffly turned around, and step by step walked towards the classroom. With every step, the joy that was nestled in her heart dispersed.
By the time she reached the classroom door, she felt completely coldâ¦
Like falling into a winter lake and being engulfed and wrapped by cold waves, so cold⦠so cold that it hurt to the bone.
The bell rang, and the students rushed into the classroom. Someone bumped into her from behind, and Purple Summers staggered. The person apologized, but Purple Summers seemed numb, as if she hadnât heard it.
She didnât even know when the class started or when it ended. She was in a daze until physical education class, following her classmates to the playground.
Zara Jameson and Jane McCain saw that Purple Summers looked pale and both were worried about her, thinking that she was feeling unwell because of her period.
Today they were practicing volleyball, and the physical education teacher let Purple Summers sit on the side and rest.
Purple Summers sat quietly, watching her classmates running around, catching and throwing the ball. Her face was expressionless, and her heart was empty.
A ball suddenly flew over at an angle. Purple Summers heard someone shout, âMove! Quick, get out of the way!â
She sat there, unresponsive, and was struck in the forehead by the ballâ
âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry! Are you okay?â
âIs everything alright? Oh no, youâre bleeding!â¦â
ââ¦Hurry to the school doctorâs office!â
With students chattering, the physical education teacher got startled and immediately asked Zara Jameson to accompany Purple Summers to the school doctorâs office.
Purple Summers, however, felt as if she had been awakened by the impact⦠Perhaps she really needed such a heavy blow to wake herself up.
The school doctor took out medicine to disinfect the wound for Purple Summers.
âIt may sting a little, but it wonât be too painful. Just bear with it.â
Although it was just a minor injury, Greyâs students were either rich or noble, and since the injury was on the girlâs face, the doctor was extra careful.
The cold medicine touched the wound, the doctor carefully wiped it away, and whispered, âDonât worry, it wonât leave any scars. Donât cry.â
Donât cry.
These two words seemed to be the key to some psychological suggestion. Purple Summersâ eyes began to feel hot. She reflexively closed her eyes, but it was still too late.
â¦Tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.