Chapter 142

Chapter 142

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Noticing the teasing expression on Elysia’s face, Logan felt his own expression shift slightly. It was perhaps due to the effects of alcohol, and a faint pink flush appeared on his cheeks.

Elysia straightened in her seat, a gentle smile on her lips. “Elena is the goddess of our school; winning her over won’t be easy.”

“Why is it so hard?” Logan asked, genuinely curious.

At his question, Elysia’s smile grew. “Are you getting anxious, Logan?”

“N–no, I’m not,” he stammered, trying to sound confident.

“You haven’t fallen in love before, have you?” Elysia teased, her eyes sparkling.

Logan opened his mouth but found himself at a loss for words. Admitting to Elysia that he had never been in a relationship felt rather embarrassing.

Elysia noticed the troubled look on his face and smiled softly, surprised that someone as carefree as Logan was actually inexperienced in romance.

As their car neared the Jackson residence, Elysia spotted the couple waiting by the door. Odalyn, wrapped in a jacket, looked worriedly at them.

Their faces brightened a bit as they saw the car pull into the driveway, and Odalyn rushed forward, opening Logan’s door. When she saw Elysia, her face broke into a relieved smile. “You finally made it back.”

However, her expression quickly turned serious when she noticed Logan in the car. “So, you remembered to come home? Who gave you the right to take Elysia out for a night of fun?”

Logan opened his mouth to defend himself, but Odalyn cut him off with a sharp breath, her brows furrowing in disapproval. “You had the nerve to take Elysia out for drinks?”

Just then, Berenger approached, wearing a serious look on his face. “You reckless boy. While your adventures might be forgiven, bringing Elysia along is unacceptable!”

Logan looked at his parents, feeling confused about whose child he really was. In the past, they never questioned him, no matter how late he got home. ‘Am I adopted?‘

Feeling the warmth of concern radiating from Berenger and Odalyn, Elysia’s heart swelled with gratitude. This family had given her so much love and affection.

the car, Odalyn wrapped Elysia in a warm hug before turning her angry gaze toward Logan. “You unruly boy. Why haven’t you gotten out

Logan from their wrath. “Odalyn, please don’t blame Logan. He only took me for a walk, and I didn’t

trying to fool me, are

being really caring; please don’t hold it against him.”

his eyes. “You can scold me all you want, but how could I let Elysia drink? She barely even caught

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child, you dare to talk back to me?” Berenger’s brows were still furrowed,

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knowing it was wise to avoid pushing his dad any further. He understood that if Berenger decided to get angry, it wouldn’t be pretty. Better to

his silent submission, Berenger pressed on, “Are you waiting for me to help you out?”

jumping out of the car.

snort, Berenger turned away. “Today, I’ll let you off easy, thanks to Elysia being here. But if this happens

becoming warm enough to melt ice. “Honey, it’s a bit chilly outside; let’s go indoors.”

nodded, wrapping an arm around Elysia as they walked inside. Logan watched them go, feeling a mix of confusion and loneliness. ‘Why was no

beneath the surface, but his spirits lifted slightly when he saw his dad glance back. That lift faded fast when Berenger wore a stern expression and pointed finger directing him back to the driveway. “Park the car in the garage

into the driver’s seat, knowing full well he was at the bottom

her sleep when she heard a knock at her door. Rubbing her eyes, she forced herself

Logan standing there, holding a black striped tie and a deep purple one, looking anxious. “Elysia, which of these

blinked at his deep blue suit, surprised. “Are you heading to a job interview?”

we supposed to spend the day exploring Shecrity?” Logan asked, confusion clear

are you all dressed up like that?” Elysia asked, eyeing

he replied, holding up the ties.

that’s a bit excessive, don’t

think?”

would you suggest I wear instead? I’ve been at this for hours–can you help

I’m still half–asleep,” Elysia answered, trying to turn away, but before she could,

on, Elysia, don’t leave me hanging. I can’t make up my

the closet.

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