Chapter 15

Calvert spat out his milk in disbelief. You just said you wanted to buy what?”

Cordelia looked at him, confusion etched across her face. She had no clue why Little Fang was reacting so strongly, but she earnestly explained anyway. “The balloon I saw on the shelf on my first day here”

Balloon? That was clearly condoms.

Calvert tried to speak, but ended up choking on his words, coughing violently.

Cordelia shot a puzzled glance at Everard

With his hands plunged deep in his pockets, Everard sauntered towards the counter before lazily taking a seat. Only then did he inquire. “You’re getting that to play by yourself?”

Cordelia paused for a beat. “…Yeah.”

Everard leaned back into the shadows of the shop, his voice laced with amusement. “Playing alone is no fun.”

She pondered for a moment, “True, I’ll buy it and leave it here then. We can play together some other time.”

“Eh!” Just as Calvert took a sip of water to calm his cough, he sprayed it out again.

Cordelia sensed something was off. She was about to ask Little Fang what got him so worked up when the tapping of fingers on the countertop interrupted them, followed by Everard’s tempting, “Girl, you’re about to be

late.”

Hearing it, Cordelia glanced at the clock in the shop and realized she had five minutes before the bell rang.

She grabbed her backpack and dashed out, “I gotta run!”

Calvert watched her leave, then slowly turned to his boss, only to find Everard engrossed in a book, perfectly camouflaged in the dim corner.

Calvert approached the counter, leaning against it. “Boss, when are you heading back?”

replied nonchalantly, “We’ll see.”

about your whereabouts, and today he

silence, Everard

present?” Calvert was bewildered but quickly grew excited.

for twenty–five years, now had a fiancée right here in Greenmeadow, his reaction would be

reached for the hundred–dollar bill Cordelia had left on the table, intending to pocket it when he heard

Everard’s gaze on him. He subconsciously handed over the bill. Everard opened his wallet, placing

Calvert was speechless.

rushed

was filled with sharp intakes of breath, followed

the chair in front of her, bumping

She glanced up

Merry’s hair caught her

feeling an inexplicable

resting her head on the desk, while her classmates subtly moved their desks away from her, as if Merry’s reverted hair carried a virus.

lit up at the sight of Merry, wrinkles forming with

you’re doing

and kept

hie smile.

circulated, with pointed stares directed at Merry,

to the cafeteria, Cordelia finished her

to eat?”

Silence.

turned their heads,

taken aback that Cordelia would still speak to her, looked up.

know her story and was hence so bold, Merry managed a bitter smile. “I’m not hungry. Go

to drag a good student

simply responded, “Oh,” and

she found Merry

Cordelia sighed inwardly.

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