Fiona Sutton stood on Main Street, under the perfect sunlight; everything around her seed so beautiful.
"I was just about to go back to the dormitory."
As she spoke, she rubbed her lips vigorously.
"Where are you? I will pick you up."
Charles Northwood shook his head, feeling sowhat dizzy. He got up from the bed and grabbed a piece of clothing.
"No need, I’ll be at the dormitory shortly."
Fiona hung her head low and watched the cars coming and going down the street. She then flagged down a taxi.
"Co here."
Charles spoke, leaving no room for refusal.
"Alright."
Fiona considered it for a mont. For her, Charles inviting her over was a rare piece of good news.
「Twenty minutes later.」
The doorbell of Charles’ Studio Room Apartent rang.
Fiona stood outside the door, her lips slightly swollen from the constant rubbing on the way.
"Co in."
Charles opened the door, glanced at Fiona, and his heart fluttered.
In particular, those lips made him infatuated at first sight.
"What did you bring here for? I want to go back to the dormitory to rest."
Fiona entered and casually threw her bag aside.
"I..."
Charles hesitated. Looking at her in this state, he didn’t broach the topic.
"What’s with that? Say it quickly if you have sothing to say, I’m very busy."
Fiona interrupted his hesitation and casually sat herself on the couch after speaking.
"Are you okay?"
Charles frowned, surprised at her nonchalant attitude towards the situation.
"?"
Fiona suddenly rembered what she had previously said; she almost bit off her own tongue.
Okay, she was wrong. She shouldn’t have said that.
"I’m fine, I lied on the phone."
Fiona gave an awkward laugh and sat there, looking rather embarrassed.
"Fiona!"
Upon hearing this, Charles imdiately shouted, his body trembling slightly on the spot.
She’s getting more and more out of line! She’s even using this kind of thing to make a joke now!
"You’re getting more and more outrageous, get out!"
Charles’ voice was hoarse, the loud echo in the Living Room was heart-wrenching to hear.
"I..."
"Get out!"
Charles didn’t let her say another word, pointing to the unclosed door.
"I..."
"Get out!"
Charles stood there fuming, his stern face was covered in a layer of frost that made one shiver and want to escape.
"Can’t you just listen to my explanation?"
Fiona shouted, wanting to explain her reason for saying such things and the events from last night.
But she didn’t get the chance to explain. Charles pushed her out and slamd the door shut.
"Hey! Do you have to treat like this?"
Fiona hamred on the door—BAM! BAM! BAM!—but there was no sound from inside.
"Without letting speak, you kicked out, you’re being too unreasonable. I didn’t even start on you."
Fiona kicked Charles’ Grand Gate hard.
Damn, she must have been out of her mind to co here and be humiliated by him.
He actually locked her out. That was going too far!
"What, just because I like you, you can do this to ? You’re ridiculous."
Thinking about it made her furious; she once again kicked his door.
"You get out. Fiona, you disappoint . I thought you liked to fool around, but I didn’t expect you to go this far."
Inside, Charles roared in rage, and then began coughing.
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