Coolest Girl in Town

Elise opened her mouth and wanted to stop him, but no words came out. Lifting the phone, she glanced at it and suddenly understood what was going on. From afar, she watched his back disappear into the endless night, and she sighed deeply. She didn’t realize when it had started, but she was actually connected to and able to feel the pain of this man. Just like now, even though there wasn’t any interaction, her spirit gradually fell glum as he walked further and further away. Previously, Alexander did mention that he hated being deceived the most, and she had stepped on his bottom line. Despite that, Elise didn’t think that it was such an unforgivable act that she tried to hide her identity in order to protect herself.

Furthermore, her identity as the interpreter happened after they met, but there was simply no suitable opportunity for her to come clean. After all, she couldn’t grab him suddenly and start pouring out to him all the skills she had learned since young. That would be similar to blowing her own trumpet; she couldn’t do it, and neither would she do such a thing. All of a sudden, she felt a vibration on her hand, and it was a notification from Alexander’s text messaging service. As he didn’t set up a lockscreen, she could see the list of messages by just lifting her hand. There were some from the company and also from the Griffith brothers. Staring at the screen of the phone, she burst into a giggle out of the blue and muttered to herself, “Looks like he trusts me a lot.”

A few seconds later, she gathered her emotions and kept the phone away in her backpack. As if nothing had happened, she paced toward the dorms. She had to admit that everything was very comfortable when both of them were together by themselves, and if she had to choose one person to spend the rest of her life with, that person would definitely be Alexander. But a relationship wasn’t something that would work purely by logical analysis. With different values and life experiences, there would be disagreements about the same topic. In the end, couples still split up because they had different views in life. Both Elise and Alexander weren’t ordinary people, and a relationship was just an extra accessory in their lives.

he was a different existence to her compared to everyone else. As for being unreserved, nobody could really open up another’s heart to look into it. There was no need to sugarcoat something uncertain as the problem would always be there and wouldn’t disappear by pretending to be big-hearted. … The next day early

sending a shiver through her body, and she quickly tightened the jacket around herself. Autumns in Tissote were always like this—cold in the morning and evening, which would cause one to have a cold and fever if they were not careful. The delight on Professor Merlin’s face was beyond words. “Elise, I guess you already know that you’ve passed the pre-trial stage, right?” Elise pressed her lips

you should graciously acknowledge the honor which belongs to you. There’s no need to be so humble about it,” he said, adjusting the glasses on the bridge of his nose. Despite what he said, he felt a trace of comfort at Elise’s humility. Flattery was not a thing Elise was accustomed to, and she smiled along awkwardly, not knowing what to say. Fortunately, Professor Merlin had a straightforward personality, and he immediately told her the purpose of his visit. “I wanted to tell you that there

because he could see the endless possibilities of the country’s mathematics field in her. For the passion in his heart, he would spare no effort to overcome all difficulties and open up the path for Elise. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” Elise, who had little interest in parties and

would take care of everything. “You don’t have to worry about this and just come along. I assure you that no one would dare to stop you.” Pausing, he raised two fingers and swayed it in front of Elise. “Now, your name is more famous than mine in the mathematics field,” he said with a hint of pride. Since he had said that, Elise couldn’t turn him down anymore and accepted it sullenly. In the evening, she picked out and changed into a relatively simple white dress,

her voice. “Boss? Isn’t this Alexander’s phone? Why are you the one who’s picking it up? Are you guys together?” After letting out a knowing ‘oh’, he turned gossipy. “Could it be that… both of you spent the night together last night and went all the way? Did you? Am I going to have a nephew soon? Goodness! No, I would like it if