Charles Northwood walked out of the Grand Gate, but Tara Jason’s figure was nowhere to be seen outside, so he imdiately got in the car and hit the road to search for her.
Along the path to the school, Charles Northwood effortlessly found Tara Jason.
Tara Jason had long lost the bravery she initially had, crying as she walked.
If Charles Northwood indeed publicized the photos, her life would be ruined.
Would Charles Northwood really do such a thing?
Tara Jason didn’t know, her mind was a jumbled ss now.
Why...
Why did she feel so sad right now, why did she want to stay even if he didn’t threaten her?
"Tara Jason!"
Suddenly, the voice of Charles Northwood ca from behind.
Tara Jason couldn’t quite believe her ears and turned to look in the direction of the voice.
She saw Charles Northwood just opening the car door and stepping out.
Maybe he ca too hurriedly, his clothes were unchanged, and there were small oil stains on his cufflinks.
Tara Jason couldn’t believe her eyes, just standing there dumbfounded, watching Charles Northwood walk toward her step by step.
Such a strange feeling.
Just a mont ago, she had been resenting him, her eyes red from crying.
Yet seeing him now, she couldn’t help feeling a flutter of joy.
Struggling to suppress her emotions, Tara Jason cursed herself for being useless and prepared to rationally turn and leave.
As expected, Tara Jason did turn and leave, not willing to give Charles Northwood a second glance.
Charles Northwood...
Was the look in Tara Jason’s eyes just a delusion?
Wasn’t she supposed to not turn and leave?
"Tara Jason, stop right there!"
The seemingly non-threatening statent still successfully halted Tara Jason’s steps.
"Why should I stop? To keep listening to your threats?"
Tara Jason turned to Charles Northwood, her words full of anger.
Charles Northwood choked on his words.
"I admit that what I did was wrong. I apologize. I shouldn’t have threatened you."
This was a road near University A, so naturally, there were students of University A passing by.
Professor Charles Northwood at University A was sowhat of a notable figure, not many people didn’t recognize him.
Hence, those people walked along, stopping intermittently, curiously watching what was happening.
"Since you’ve apologized, I’ll accept it. Now can I leave?"
She willingly accepted, as if only in this way could she stay far away from Charles Northwood.
Seeing her leaving again, Charles Northwood imdiately jogged over, reaching out to grab Tara Jason’s wrist.
"What are you doing? Let go of !"
Tara Jason imdiately shouted angrily, unable to be courteous to soone who threatened her with such despicable ans.
At this point, not physically harming him was already quite courteous.
"If I went back, I definitely wouldn’t say those things. I know you still like , Tara Jason, I know your feelings."
She was too naive; everything was written on her face.
Those eyes were too innocent, unable to hide any emotion.
He knew it all, saw it all clearly.
"I don’t like you anymore. Even if I liked you before, the mont you threatened , it ended."
Not struggling for pride, she’d been threatened like that, still talking about liking?
Tara Jason didn’t want to lose her self-respect in the end.
"I know you like , Tara Jason, let’s go back to the past, okay? Back to the mont I confessed to you."
"Sure, let’s go back to that ti. Now I want to change my answer; I don’t want, I don’t want, I don’t want!"
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