Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 265

Carlisle’s response was as blunt as it was brutal.

Daniel’s smile slipped from his face. “What, is it because of my looks?”

Carlisle chuckled and said, “No, you’re actually pretty good–looking.”

“Then why do you make it sound like my looks are my downfall?” Daniel demanded in puzzlement.

Rolling his eyes, Carlisle pointed out, “Because looks aren’t all that matters.”

“I’m rich too, if that helps. Aren’t chicks into rich and handsome men?” Daniel asked in exasperation.

“Not all of them,” Carlisle said solemnly. “You’d be surprised that most of them value love more than anything else. If you’re serious about Christine, you could try and pursue her.”

In an era where the Internet had yet to become advanced, love was a straightforward matter and untainted by worldly views.

Once the internet started gaining traction alongside modern movies and novels, women might have different standards for love.

When that happened, women would either fantasize about fictional men or envision themselves as the

lead character of a romance novel or movie.

In all fairness, not all women would develop such outlandish expectations, at least not in the present age.

More importantly, the women in this present age might not even want love. Some of them–like Sarah-

might seek material comfort instead.

a feather flocked together, as the saying went. Sarah and Sienna were more likely than not

out of a relationship.

mouthful of oatmeal and said with determination, “I’ll convince Christine to go out

He then grinned mischievously at Carlisle as he asked, “Would you

me?”

dryly, “Where’s the romance in that? She might think you lack sincerity

for you. Do it yourself

even delivers their own

Carlisle argued, “Everyone has their own way

your sincerity at all, you should deliver

He thought Carlisle

content he would put into that note

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afternoon, Lawrence rallied the students for a

military training that morning had left the students exhausted; and now, they wouldn’t stop moaning

with a camera he had borrowed. They did not begin their

drive back to Riverland University was quiet. Most of the students had fallen into a deep slumber

“Carlisle, sorry about yesterday. I got caught up with some stuff, but I’m free to drop by

by me,”

phone, he closed

8:00 pm when

his aching and exhausted body to the dorm. Having washed up and put on a change

he wrote a check and went out

meet at a nearby diner. After ordering

here, so get

with both hands, his grip tentative as he stared at