C113 What Exactly Did This Woman Experience?
Lydia's cold face fell from the top of her head to the bottom of her body. She couldn't help but feel suffocated. Her mind went blank as she stood rooted to the ground.
Under the sunlight, the man's cold lips were like a lethal poison that blinded her eyes.
At that moment, she didn't know what she was thinking. She subconsciously closed her eyes.
The next second, she felt the bandage around her thumb loosen and then tighten. "The wound has healed, but I still can't be careless and bandage it for two more days."
The man's magnetic voice sounded beside her ear. Lydia suddenly opened her eyes.
She lowered her black eyes and stared blankly at the thumb that had been bandaged again. So he was going to bandage her wound again?
When she thought of her subconscious reaction just now, her small face burned.
She quickly lowered her head to hide her embarrassment. "Mmm." She quickly got off the bed and grabbed her schoolbag as she walked out of the room. "I have a class in the afternoon. I'll be going to school first."
After saying that, she lifted her leg and quickly left the room.
Actually, it was more appropriate to say that she was running away.
When she walked out of the villa and sat in the small Volkswagen, she heaved a sigh of relief.
Phew!
Lydia's tensed nerves loosened. She leaned her beautiful back against the seat.
However, a few seconds later, the corner of her mouth turned into a straight line. She looked up at a certain room in the villa with complicated emotions in her eyes.
Wasn't it supposed to be indifferent?
Why couldn't she do it?
Lydia, you shouldn't be affected by him again and again.
No matter what happened in the past, since she had decided to forget it, she should forget it completely.
In her previous life, everything had already been explained. You and him were fated to be together.
Even if she risked her life, she still couldn't change anything.
She secretly persuaded herself that she had to slowly force herself to regain her usual indifference and calmness.
Lydia pulled her thoughts back and drove to school.
Ever since the scandal incident, no one cared about Lydia and Author sitting next to each other in class.
The Author held his head and looked at Lydia, who was listening attentively. His long, narrow black eyes swept across her beautiful features, and his tall nose finally landed on her red lips.
This woman was so beautiful that he couldn't move his eyes away from her.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled helplessly, forcing himself to retract his gaze.
However, he accidentally swept his gaze past Lydia, who was tightly wrapped around his thumb. He frowned, "Little cutie, what's wrong with your hand?"
"I accidentally cut it." Lydia lowered her gaze and glanced at the bandage on her thumb for a second before continuing to make notes.
"Is the wound deep? Has it been disinfected?"
Hearing this, the Author straightened his body and became serious.
When he saw that the pen was just right on her thumb, he snatched it from her hand and said, "Don't write if you're injured."
"It's just a small wound. It's not a big deal." Lydia shrugged helplessly at Author's nervousness. "This is the main point. If I don't record it down, I will fail the exam. Quickly give me the book."
"No."
" Author, don't mess around!" She didn't want to fail.
Lydia's soft command was ineffective. Instead, she reached out her hand to snatch the book.
Just as she reached out her hand, Author grabbed her wrist and stopped her from moving.
"Author, let go!"
"Little cutie, how about you treat me to a barbecue dinner tonight?" Author tilted his head and looked at her, his eyes full of deliberation.
Lydia said, "No need. I'll do it myself."
"I'm afraid that won't do. I've already written one word. So, little cutie, prepare the money to treat me to a meal." Author took the pen and wrote down all the important points that the teacher had mentioned.
Seeing him pestering her, she could only helplessly nod her head.
Although she had only known Author for a short time, she had a deep understanding of his stubbornness.
Since he was unwilling to let her write, even if she said it out loud, he would not write a single word.
She understood his good intentions, so she did not insist on letting Author go.
"Thank you."
"..."
Hearing this, Author paused for a moment before smiling and continuing to make notes.
During class, he secretly glanced at the little person who kept a distance from him. He felt an indescribable sourness in his heart.
Ever since she met Lydia, her eyes had always been filled with endless estrangement and maturity that did not match her age. This kind of her made him feel a heartache for her.
What exactly had this woman gone through to be so unwilling to easily accept other people's contact?
Lydia, you don't have to live in such a depressing environment.
Even if the sky falls, I will hold it up. You just have to be happy and beautiful.
That day, the notes that Author had written were much more than what he had written in this semester, but he was content with it.
After dinner, the two of them returned to the villa together.
When they arrived, Author was not in a hurry to get off the car.
He tilted his head to look at her and smiled. "Little cutie, I can't bear to see you leave. How about... you sleep with me tonight?"
"..."
"No?" Author shrugged. "I can sleep with you."
Lydia's mouth twitched. "Stop talking nonsense. Get out of the car!"
"Tch, so stingy." Author pursed his hair. "I can call a train of women to throw themselves into my arms."
"Then, Young Master, quickly get out of the car and wave at me. I won't disturb you anymore." Lydia unlocked the car and stretched out her hand to make a gesture of invitation.
The corner of Author's mouth twitched as he got out of the car.
This woman...
"Heartless!"
Faced with the ridicule from the author, Lydia burst out laughing.
Although the two of them usually argued with each other, they were still on good terms today. Lydia was always amused by Author and laughed happily.
At this moment, Reece was on his way back to the Tillman family after work.
Although they were separated by a green belt, her smile still fell into the man's eyes when the car passed by her.
In the next second, the man's dark eyes narrowed, and his eyes were filled with a thick coldness.
Soon, Loran, who was sitting at the side, noticed the change in the man's eyes. He couldn't help but look at Lydia, who was chatting happily with Author.
Loran rolled his eyes speechlessly.
That stupid woman, did she really not understand what he said?
Did she not understand what sixth brother was thinking?
Uh...
It seemed like she didn't understand. Otherwise, why would she be chatting with another man?
Loran frowned and looked at the dark-faced man beside him. "Should I bring Lydia back?"
"No need." The man interrupted and looked at the driver in front of him. "Find a secluded place to stop."