Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 887: The Marathon Run

"You're just too kind," Orion said with a sigh. "If I were you, I'd teach him a proper lesson. Don't you find it annoying to have that self-important pest, Dorian, buzzing around you every day?"

Aveline groaned. "Orion, I'm exhausted. In class, I have to deal with gossiping girls and overly flattering boys. After school, it's Dorian again, acting like the world revolves around him."

Orion reached out and gently patted her head. "I heard you had Mr. Johnson impersonate Uncle Julian at school today. That was bold."

"How do you know everything, Orion?" Aveline pouted. "I had no choice. You know how Dad is. If he found out I got into a fight, he'd blow the roof off."

"Uncle Julian would definitely lose it. Aren't you worried about being found out?"

"Not at all. Mom and Dad are so busy every day. I've already decided Mr. Johnson will fill in for them again at next month's sports day and the parent-teacher conference." A mischievous grin spread across Aveline's face.

"You little devil," Orion chuckled. "You know Uncle Julian wants to visit your school."

"He doesn't want to visit my school; he wants to remodel it. I already have enough rumors about me. I don't need people putting me on a pedestal. Orion, you better keep this a secret."

"Alright," Orion agreed with a nod.

After some time away, Liora finally returned to class. Everyone was surprised to see her hair cut as short as a boy's.

The moment she sat down, a crowd gathered around her, feigning concern.

"Liora, were you injured badly? Why were you gone for so long?"

It had taken days for the swelling on Liora's face to go down. But what bothered her most was her hair. She had delayed her return to school, staying home longer than her parents approved. Worried about her falling behind in her studies, they eventually forced her to go back.

allowed in class. Orion had also forbidden her from wearing a wig, so she had no choice but to show up

why did you cut

looked nice. I asked the stylist to try it,

We'll make sure to avoid

it," Liora replied nervously, glancing at Aveline out of the corner of her eye. She was terrified Aveline would expose her lie,

You used to

the past. I've fallen behind in my

She was terrified of Orion. That man, when angry, was utterly terrifying. She

returned to its usual rhythm, and everyone's

had no intention of participating, but the school required every student to sign up for at least two events to encourage

the 800-meter run. Long-distance running suited her better; years of running with Aurora had made it second nature. Sprinting, on the other hand, wasn't her

the marathon, the only event where middle school and high school students

immediately instructed the cook to prepare nutritious meals for

"marathons are exhausting. Do your best, but if it gets

was worried. Every year, there

my limits. I'm not foolish," Aveline reassured

way," Julian chimed in, "we're halfway through the semester. There's usually a parent-teacher

favorite opportunity to visit Aveline's school. But as soon as Aveline heard him mention it,

haven't heard anything yet. If there's news, I'll let

mom and I are really looking forward to it,"

no intention of telling him that she had already arranged for Mr. Johnson to play the

marathon, everyone changed into the designated running uniforms. "On your marks... get