Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 169

A girl on good terms with Leah walked over and draped a jacket amund her shoulders. "Par this on. Don't catch a cold."

Leah came from a modest background, and Ethan was the only reason she could hang around these wealthy kids.

Erhan had been tasked with including her in their activities ever since middle school, so the group was somewhat familiar with most were indifferent, and some even looked down at her, her. A few treated her kindly, but

Leah rarely refused anyone since she felt inferior and wanted to fit in. She obediently put the jacket on even though she didn't want to. "Why bother? She's dressed like that for Ethan Someone exposed her thoughts and caused the entire room to erupt in laughter. Leah blusbed and was embarrassed. She could only join in the laughter to hide her awlowardness.

The brief awkwardness didn't dampen the group's New Year spirits. The room was soon lively again...

But Ethan was lost in thought thinking about me, and he felt out of place in the noisy atmosphere. Leah slowly scooted closer to him just to catch a glimpse of his phone. He was still staring at my group photo.

A flash of jealousy crossed her face, but she soon feigned surprise and covered her mouth. She exclaimed in an exaggerated tone, "Oh my, why are Evelyn and living together?"

a moment ago, fell silent once again. Someone read the room and tumed

Liam

their phones and scrolled through Twitter. After spotting the tweet, they exchanged Imowing glances with unspoken understanding written all

loudly after checking out the tweet. "No wonder Evelyn

would've thought? Evelyn's quite flirty

don't

Evelyn move on this quiddy? She's

up with a barely concealed smile. She was satisfied that her words had stirred things up. With a look of regret, she leaned closer to get a better look

and slammed it on the table. "Is it that

it. "Ethan, I was just pointing out what I saw. I was doing it

first time Leah had heard Ethan speak to her like this, and tears instantly welled up in

and moved to a dark comer of the room. Soon, he spoke again in a more controlled voice and tried to maintain some composure, "You guys keep going. Don't mind

flickered in the dim light, making it hard for anyone to read

in Yardville, the