The extended modified Bentley Continental, in the drizzly rain, glead like moonlight with its silver color, exuding understated luxury.
——And this car was precisely Tyson Law’s favorite ride.
Though slightly less expensive than the Maybach gifted to Wyatt Law, its performance is about the sa, with 642 horsepower, 8-speed automatic transmission, a top speed of 332 kiloters per hour, and a maximum power speed of 5900, it can be said to have very superior sports car performance.
Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes suddenly darkened.
She certainly didn’t think Tyson Law coincidentally parked the extended Bentley in front of her.
Holding an umbrella, Cecilia imdiately wanted to leave in another direction.
Unexpectedly, at that mont, a tall figure suddenly leaped from the driver’s seat; the man spread his arms open, disregarding his image, blocking Cecilia’s path.
"Cecilia, wait, don’t leave—"
The man’s anxious voice reached her ears, and Cecilia’s face instantly looked even grimr.
She turned her head and saw Tyson Law, looking sowhat haggard, with shadows under his eyes and even unshaven stubble.
Clearly, after the failed engagent party, Tyson Law hadn’t been doing well.
Cecilia squinted her eyes, seeing Tyson Law in such a disheveled manner, a flicker of vigilance surfaced in her heart.
"If I’m not mistaken, Fiona Vaughn hasn’t been attending school these past few days. Why aren’t you concerned and taking care of your fiancée, instead of cornering at Stellerton University?"
She grasped the umbrella tightly, regretting not bringing pepper spray today, and took two steps back toward the flowerbed.
She knew there was a path over there; if she suddenly needed to run, it wouldn’t be impossible.
But now with Tyson Law blocking her so blatantly, driving a luxury car, if she were to start running wildly on campus, it would surely invite gossip from her classmates.
...
Tyson Law looked at Cecilia Vaughn, who was as guarded as if facing an enemy, and an indescribable bitterness welled up inside him.
"Cecilia, do we really have to make this so ugly?"
His lips quivered, his voice becoming sowhat hesitant.
"Actually... I’m not here looking for Fiona, I ca to Stellerton University specifically to see you."
Since the engagent party, he had been avoiding Fiona Vaughn for quite so ti, a voice inside him constantly telling him he needed to et Cecilia Vaughn alone.
If they couldn’t et, he would regret it for a lifeti.
During the engagent party, the elegant and aloof Cecilia Vaughn appeared like a dream, and these past few days, she was all he could see in his dreams, that noble purple figure.
He wanted to see her, even though they had known each other for over ten years, even when they were a couple, he never had such a strong desire!
...
Tyson Law had been unable to rest, scruffy and with dark circles, yet his sickly handso appearance didn’t hide the aura of a noble scion.
Because Tyson Law frequently collaborated with Fiona Vaughn to create a national couple image, many people at Stellerton University knew Tyson’s appearance, and now they were looking over.
"Look, isn’t that the second son of the Law Family? He looks so much like him..."
"Is the girl talking to him the art departnt belle, Cecilia Vaughn? Let’s move closer; it’s hard to see clearly."
"Wow, Cecilia Vaughn has the surna Vaughn, and so does Fiona Vaughn. Could she be the Vaughn Family’s eldest daughter?"
Though the dia reports and online news during this storm of rumors were pressured by Adrian Law to conceal Cecilia Vaughn’s na, removing her personal information.
But for soone studying at Stellerton University with the surna Vaughn, now being dragged into a scandal by Fiona Vaughn’s fiancé, Cecilia’s identity wasn’t too difficult to guess.
Cecilia Vaughn faintly heard the classmates’ discussions, her impatience instantly reached its peak.
——This can’t drag on anymore!
"Tyson Law, you want to see ? Well, now you have, but I’m not welcoming your presence, so leave!"
Cecilia snorted coldly, her lips forming a cruel and icy curve, instantly shattering Tyson’s fantasy of her holding on to old affections.
"Cecilia, must you be so against ?"
Tyson stared blankly at Cecilia; he didn’t know what was wrong with him. Seeing Cecilia’s refusal felt like a sharp pain in his heart.
"You know perfectly well we were once so in sync; Cecilia, you’re pretending to be indifferent because you loved so much, cared so much, right?"
They were childhood sweethearts!
Genuinely accompanying each other over ten years; he never imagined Cecilia would stare at him so coldly one day, even speaking harshly.
The girl who used to smile at him bright as flowers, who would remind him to dress warmly as it got cold, who bought him heart-shaped sushi—where did she go?
Thinking of how Adrian Law and Cecilia Vaughn were holding hands so affectionately during the engagent party, his heart couldn’t stop aching.
Perhaps, this is humanity’s weakness, not cherishing what one has, but when lost, regretting with uncontrollable longing.
...
Seeing Tyson Law’s fanatical expression and emotional yet despondent tone, Cecilia Vaughn almost erupted in goosebumps.
"Tyson Law, you’re even more disgusting than Fiona Vaughn!"
Playing the role of the heartfelt, regretful good man despite his atrocious behavior!
After saying this, Cecilia turned around to leave.
Who would have thought, at that mont, the phone screen suddenly lit up, accompanied by Richard Clayderman’s piano music, a text ssage popped up on the screen.
It was a ssage from Adrian Law, it seed the traffic was too congested due to rain, he might be delayed in picking her up.
Law Headquarters was located in the city center, and once the work hours hit, it was almost blocked off, especially on rainy days.
——Cecilia, find a place to take shelter from the rain at Stellerton University and wait for , then we’ll visit Grandma. Be good.
Cecilia paused, wanting to carefully examine the ssage.
But before she could read it, a discordant voice suddenly broke in!
"Who sent you the ssage? Was it my brother?"
Seeing Cecilia’s note for Adrian Law, Tyson’s blood instantly rushed upward!
——The best husband in the world.
A childish note, but it wasn’t hard to imagine how affectionate Cecilia felt when setting that title.
Why!
He had known Cecilia for over a decade; his brother had known her for how long?
Not even a tenth of the ti!
But as soon as Cecilia saw this text, her lips curved irresistibly into a sweet smile, the joy was genuine!
Did she really like his brother that much?
Tyson’s eyes showed streaks of red.
"Cecilia, you got with my brother to annoy , isn’t it right?"
Before Cecilia could respond, his hand darted out and snatched her phone away unexpectedly!
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