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.

and unwavering. "I'm just not into dating right now, and I honestly

crowd buzzed with murmurs

an eyebrow, a grin tugging

pleased with her

her heel and walked away,

of admirers, and getting confessions like this was almost routine for her. Forgetting what her suitors looked

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

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

Joshua's gaze darkened. "I can't believe you're still at

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

his eyes, his tone sharp with suspicion. "Keep

eyebrow. "And what makes Mr. Fisher think he's got the right

laugh. "You don't stand a chance. Allie's heart

Watson remained unfazed, his

calm as ever. "Wornet t

just have to see

...

was haunted by

her dream, she was sprinting across a

heels

like her

her throat, and Chris's face loomed large, his smile chilling and