Rebirth and Finding the One Truly Loves Me by Christina

Chapter 205 His Jealousy (1)

I never spoke to her actively, nor did I come to her seat on my own.

After class, either I would read books with Eden and a few others, or I would lean against the railing outside and listen to a group of boys joking and bragging.

Even Ingrid noticed something was wrong.

“Audra, did you have a fight with Sterling?”

It was said that they had a disagreement, but it didn’t seem like it. When Mabel’s mother came with a journalist to cause trouble for her, he took the lead in defending her.

It’s not a quarrel, he hasn’t been paying much attention to her these days!

In theory, shouldn’t she be the one who is angry?

If it were in the past, she would have long lost her face and dignity and gone to find him to ask for clarification..

But after realizing that my feelings towards him had subtly changed, I always felt that girls should be more reserved!

So, the two of them remained in this stalemate.

Until Friday’s physical education class.

The teacher asked them to run 400 meters before having free activities.

The boys played basketball while the girls sat in the audience seats, resting and chatting.

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her chin on her hands, gazing at the tall and slender figure among the boys, which caught her

cut short, making his facial features appear even colder and more rugged. Perhaps due to his

was so miserable,

Maybe it was Liang Jingru who gave him the

Eden’s constant struggle to

something when a junior high school girl ran over and said, “Audrey, there’s at beautiful young lady who wants to meet you at the milk

Pretty girl?

milk tea shop with confusion.

the window was a woman with deep facial features, fair skin, wearing

woman wore knee–high boots, with her legs elegantly crossed and her calves slender and

in a clear voice, “Hello, excuse

lit up as she looked at Audrey.

sunglasses, revealing a pair of stunning azure

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a delicate, clean, and beautiful little

light outside the window fell on her delicate and fragile little face, and every contour and feature on her face was exquisitely crafted as if

seemed to be floating with a lively fairy aura

cared so

my name is Aimee and

was slightly startled.

she remembered. It was the woman who

Sterling’s psychologist?