Chapter 232

When Louis arrived back at the studio, Leanna was happily chatting with Zoe. The smile on her face instantly vanished upon realizing he had returned with dirty, rumpled clothing and bruises on his face. Frowning, she hurried over to him and asked, "What happened to you, Louis?"

"Nothing much." He looked away. "There are only a few bruises. Don't worry."

"How can I not worry? You were fine when you left. Be honest with me; where did you go?"

"Yeah, Louis," Zoe interjected, walking over. "What happened to you? Tell us."

Leanna frowned harder; she had a bad feeling about this. "Did you—"

"It is only a fight with a classmate," he interrupted calmly. "It is not as bad as you think."

"Why on earth would you be fighting with a classmate?"

"Well, the fight is over." It was obvious that he did not want to elaborate further. "There is no point in asking why."

Leanna did not believe him. She was about to say something when Zoe stopped her with a tug on the arm. "Let it be. He is a hot-blooded young man. It is normal for him to get into scuffles with his classmates. Don't worry so much. He is an adult now. He knows when to stop."

She then tugged Louis on the arm. "Well, don't just stand there. Attend to the injuries on your face. Don't let them get infected."

"Okay," he replied.

He turned and headed into the break room at the back of the studio.

Once he was gone, Zoe nudged Leanna with her elbow. "Are you still worried?"

Leanna shook her head. "It just feels like he was not telling the truth."

Louis was not an impulsive man. Why would he ever get into a fight with his classmate just because of a clash of opinions?

Also, he had clearly left the studio to attend to something important.

"He did not tell you the truth because he was worried you would overthink," Zoe said. "You saw him, right? He is still capable of standing. He will be fine."

Leanna let out a heavy

door to the break room

was holding gently dabbing antiseptic liquid onto his wounds with a cotton swab, turned to find Leanna standing in the doorway. "I really am

couch and stuck a Band-Aid on him. "A fight with a classmate

his lips and

this time, but this

"Okay," he replied.

Weavside tomorrow evening, but I will be back in a few days,"

it on purpose," he said after a pause; he knew what she was hinting

merely think it would not be nice to trouble him by staying at his place for too long. Surely you have noticed by now that nothing else has happened

will move

reminded, standing

my own

I will leave it

about to leave the room, he suddenly asked, "How are things

"What do you mean?"

try it out, right?

before she replied. "You were right. I do not like him.

and looked away. "Will you

froze, likely because she had not expected him to ask that. For a moment, she was at

think he is not as detestable as before. If you... If you still like him,

laugh at that. "Did you not just chase him off? What is with the sudden change

him to think carefully and avoid doing anything that would

do not have much work today. Let's go out for our meal

the door, she paused and turned to ask him, "Should

blinked back at her. "She is your friend.

to suppress her smirk. "She had to leave the country because of you. I wonder if she is back yet. Well, we

throat, he pursed his

will ask her if she is back in the

eyebrow at him

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