Love's Change of Heart

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."

out

minutes later, the door to the break room

dabbing antiseptic liquid onto his wounds with a cotton swab, turned to find Leanna standing in the doorway. "I really am fine," he said, putting down the cotton

and stuck a Band-Aid on him. "A fight with a classmate is no trivial matter. After

his lips and kept

be this time, but

"Okay," he replied.

Weavside tomorrow evening, but I will be back in a few days," she said. "Spend that time looking for a new place. You cannot keep

purpose," he said after a pause;

not care if it was done on purpose. It is all in the past now, and there is no use in explanations. I merely think it would not be nice to trouble him by staying at his place for too long. Surely you

"I will move out

standing up. "As for the money, I

have my own money,"

"Okay. I will leave it

as she was about to leave the room, he suddenly asked,

"What do you mean?"

you were going to try it

before she replied. "You were right. I do not like him. No matter how much we tried,

and looked away. "Will you

to ask that. For a moment, she was at a

as detestable as before. If you... If

but laugh at that. "Did you not just chase him

"I only wanted him to think carefully

this alone. Well, we do not have much work today. Let's go

paused and turned to ask him, "Should I

blinked back at her. "She is your friend. Why are

had to leave the country because of you. I wonder if she is back yet. Well, we should at least apologize

silently looked away. After clearing his throat, he pursed his lips and replied,

ask her if she

at him