Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 10

“Sarah, did you hear that? Did Carlisle really just call her that? Sienna asked with wide eyes. Wasn’t such a term overly intimate?

The current generation of high school kids tended to be on the conservative side. Any sudden terms of endearment would cause people to overthink.

Hence, Carlisle’s words had shocked Wanda and Sienna

“So what? He called me that before!” Sarah said as she pretended hard to be nonchalant. There was still hint of anxiousness in her gaze.

Not only did Carlisle refuse the Coke she had bought for him, but he also rejected her invitation to play badminton together.

Sarah was worried that Carlisle would give up pursuing her as she would be humiliated if that happened. Meanwhile, Wanda moved to sit under the shade as she watched Carlisle play basketball. There was a conflicted expression on her flushed face.

Carlisle was skilled, so his opponent had no chance to score.

Wanda watched him happily.

After some time, Carlisle walked toward her. He sounded slightly breathless as he asked, “What do you think? Did I dazzle you?”

“What?”

Wanda blushed as she looked up at Carlisle and quickly looked back down after meeting his gaze. Her voice was soft as she said, “You were stunning.”

Carlisle was around five feet eight. His short hair and distinct facial features paired well with the sharp look in his eyes. However, the mature look in his eyes did not match his age.

“I think so too!” Carlisle laughed cheekily as he complimented himself.

“You’re such a narcissist!” Wanda said as she turned to head back to the school building.

“Hey, Wanda, do you want to play a game of badminton? Carlisle shouted behind her.

Why did his tone sound so endearing?

Wanda’s face flushed red as she quickened her steps.

Later, Carlisle went to the lockers to change into some clean clothes before returning to their classroom.

He wanted to revise for his SATS with Wanda.

Just as the two of them were focused on their revision, a girl in a ponytail came over and stood before

Wanda’s desk.

“Wanda, could you explain one of the questions in our chemistry homework? The girl’s voice was soft as she looked at Wanda nervously

“Of course,” Wanda said as she looked up and smiled.

Carlisle also looked up.

Immediately, his eyes widened in shock

The girl before him was Christine Goodman. She was one of the students in their class whose families

were financially challenged.

time the cops

spent all their fortune

were in vain, as the perpetrators

his grip around his pen. His grip was so

move and let

Carlisle and noticed that his expression was tense. She assumed he didn’t want to move, so she turned back

Christine nodded gently.

“It’s alright. You can sit

smiled as her cheeks turned

glanced at Christine before finding an empty

life would probably change. But there

bound to happen.

that tragedy would befall Christine again.

decided that he would

was the true meaning behind

Wanda’s patient explanation, Christine finally understood the problem. “Thank you, Wanda,

come to me if you ever need

Tears began to flood her eyes

meek personality, she rarely had the opportunity to interact with her

had been patiently tutoring Carlisle for the past two days. So, she gathered

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for help. She never thought

his arms as he

“Yes?”

looked at Carlisle shyly.

have your sa

to her, and Wanda had explained her chemistry question to her. She was overjoyed as it was her first time experiencing kindness

don’t you stay in the

a distance away from school. Thus, she had to take a taxi to school for their

if

and my grandma is paralyzed after suffering from a stroke. I need to take care of my grandma,” Christine explained

grandma when you’re in school?” Wanda asked

enough to help care for my grandma when I’m at

care for my grandma at

was over for

home and cook for

She doesn’t even use

played with the pen in his

who needed her care. So, she couldn’t stay in

would also be expensive for her to stay in

you send me home?” Wanda

another Coke!” Carlisle said with a smile as

hands.

not a fan of drinking Coke?”

giving

that the same thing?”

it be the same? Alright, that’s enough. Let’s get

slung his beg around his shoulders and

glasses up and

red–colored 1996 Santana was parked at the entrance

shirt with its hem tucked into the waist. He matched his outfit with a pair of shiny leather shoes.

from the market with a basket full of goods. She paused in her tracks after spotting