Chapter 4

A barely 646 square feet rental place served as their family of three’s modest home.

The room was dimly lit, with worn–out furniture displaying severe signs of peeling paint. The cracked floors exuded dampness, while the air carried a musty scent.

“It’s so damp, so it’s probably going to rain again!” Hilda complained as she carried the groceries into the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Carlisle headed straight to his bedroom to start his revision. Before doing so, he took out a notepad and a pencil to write down two phrases: “Get into a university” and “Earn money“.

For an ordinary person, the goal of taking the college entrance exam was to secure a better future. Then he could get a good job and earn money.

But for Carlisle, it was to make up for regrets from his past life and to lift his parents‘ heads high in front of others.

As for making money, it wasn’t too difficult for a reincarnator like him. There are plenty of opportunities to earn money in the coming years.

After work, Gordon Zahn returned home with a bag of pastries. He was dressed in work clothes and had a slightly plump figure. He also had stubble on his cheek and messy hair.

He stood at the door to watch for a while before heading to the kitchen to help.

“You better get out of here. You’re too clumsy!” Hilda pushed Gordon out of the kitchen as she finished

speaking.

Gordon suddenly said, “Hilda, have you noticed how hardworking our son is?”

Hilda glared at Gordon with a displeased expression and asked, “Is something wrong with you? You have something to say when he’s not working hard. Now that he is hardworking, you still have something to

say?”

“What I mean is, our son is working so hard. He’s bound to get into a better university!”

“Of course, Carl has inherited his mother’s talent and intelligence. It’s hard for him not to excel!”

“Nonsense! He obviously takes after his smart father!”

“You’ve got to be kidding me!”

Hilda quickly prepared dinner, Carlisle was eager to finish his meal quickly so he could continue studying.

time to finish. After all, no one

to finish eating quickly so I can study. I don’t have much time left!” Carlisle mumbled.

continued, “Carl, don’t stress yourself too much! Your health

then realized that his abnormal behavior had worried his mother. He paused for a moment

his white wine and asked, “Have you decided which

University,” Carlisle

and choked on his drink. Even Hilda’s mouth twitched slightly.

they knew Carlisle’s grades well. With a little more effort this

he would get into Riverland

that Carlisle might be losing his

on the table and said, “That’s right! Where there is a will, there is a way!

ate her dinner in silence. With the SATS

to his room to study. He focused on Math and Language, the subjects he struggled with

Hilda knocking on his door to remind

bed now!”

smile as the once–complicated subjects now seemed less daunting. He suddenly felt the joy of learning.

s in

He looked at the

a dream.

early to prepare breakfast, while Carlisle went for his morning run. Regular morning runs could improve physical

previous life, he died of illness. So, he was determined to have a strong body in

still half–asleep, came out of the bathroom. He yawned while asking, “Is breakfast

up for

“He’s up earlier than me, already out

was surprised. “A morning run? Is this a

chill run down her spine. She asked, “Gordon, do you think something

getting up early to ruit was too

love?” As soon as his words were out, Hilda thought of the girl

in love?” Carlisle asked as he

fan. Hilda laughed awkwardly

pursue the question further. After cooling himself down, he finished breakfast and freshened up to get ready. He then put on his schoolwear and rode his bike to

approached the school gate, Carlisle stopped at the first traffic light intersection since he usually met Sean there. About five minutes later, Sean rushed over with his

seeing things! Pigs must be flying. You’re here

it

was the one waiting for

Sean’s eyes and asked,

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