Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 238

Carlisle deliberately aimed the bottle toward an open area to avoid hitting anyone.

One of the elderly women, puffing up with pride, boasted to the others, “I don’t know how many of those

like that young couple we saw that I’ve lectured. What future can they have without focusing on what’s

Important at such a young age?”

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Just then, a splash of water landed near her, splattering onto the ground with a startling crash.

“Is it raining?” she muttered, touching her head, only to find her hand covered in black ink.

Realizing she was targeted, she turned toward Carlisle with a glare.

“You delinquent! You’re in big trouble now!” she shouted, advancing toward him.

Carlisle threw another water bottle, but as the woman covered her head and crouched down, the bottle

landed right in front of her.

The ink–water mixture splashed onto her face and stained her newly bought white blouse with black splotches.

Furious, she stood up and pointed at Carlisle.

“You scoundrel! Is there no law in this land?”

Her friends joined in the chorus of outrage, rising to their feet.

continued to lob water bottles, sending the group into further panic. After the

you scoundrel!” the woman yelled, giving chase.

feet ahead. She paused to

should keep

shook her

to wait for

their first official date, and she wanted to stay by his

sprinting around the corridor’s corner and glancing back at his

elderly woman, not giving up so quickly,

Carlisle approached, he shouted breathlessly,

was puzzled

drun.

why she should

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soon understood his instruction when she noticed the group of ink–smeared women chasing

Carlisle.

that Carlisle had retaliated

endearing one,” she

her hand, urging, “What are you waiting for?

hand, Wanda sprinted alongside Carlisle as he pulled

took out his DSLR camera and almed to capture the rather absurd spectacle unfolding.

age and physical condition proved significant.

up with the younger, quicker strides of Carlisle and Wanda, nor could they match Leon who maintained a steady jog ahead of them.

Leon looked back and noticed the woman in the white blouse making another

to the chief designer at Chanel was being chased by a group of elderly women, his reputation in

hundred dollars was proving

a young woman, Wanda ran out of breath after less than