Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

Chapter 312

As the love song wrapped up, someone ushered Allison over to Watson. Joshua stood off to the side, his expression as cold as the winter night, watching the whole scene unfold like a scene from a TV drama.

Watson, holding a bouquet of roses, extended them towards Allison, his voice as gentle as the softest summer breeze. "Allison, I've got feelings for you. Would you be interested in going out with me?"

A chorus of playful teasing ensued from the crowd, but soon enough, an expectant hush settled over everyone.

The chilly winter air was laced with tiny snowflakes, gracefully twirling down, setting a picture-perfect stage for Watson's confession. It was as if even the universe was in on this romantic moment.

Watson, standing tall and handsome in the midst of everyone, looked every bit the ideal suitor. Not only was he strikingly good-looking, but he also had brains and came from a well-to-do family, being the sole heir to Oak Lake's prestigious Gregson family. A match made in heaven, it seemed.

The answer seemed like a no-brainer.

Joshua was so wound up he forgot to breathe, his fingers curling tighter, his heart pounding in his chest.

But then, Allison's response caught everyone off guard.

"I'm sorry, I can't say yes."

Watson's smile wavered.

The breeze tousled his dark hair, and the dim lights couldn't quite mask the disappointment etched on his face.

"Can I ask why?" His voice trembled slightly, his spirits visibly dampened.

her lips together, her expression steady, her tone cool and unwavering. "I'm just not into dating right now, and I honestly don't have the time for it. So, I'm sorry,

buzzed

a grin tugging at his

quite pleased with

turned on her heel and walked away, leaving the roses

confessions like this was almost routine for her. Forgetting what her suitors looked like was

catalog of all the people who'd ever confessed to Allison, names

restaurant on Valentine's Day, he felt a genuine pang

on it, Joshua's gaze darkened. "I can't believe you're

maintaining his suave demeanor. "I owe Mr. Fisher for

his eyes, his tone sharp with suspicion. "Keep your distance

an eyebrow. "And what makes Mr. Fisher

out a dry laugh. "You don't stand a chance.

Watson remained unfazed, his

as calm as ever. "Wornet

have to

...

was haunted by a

her dream, she was sprinting

heels

her

loomed large, his smile chilling and sinister, like a demon