The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 50

Chapter 50 The Wildcat and the Gentleman

Mr. Johnathan, you should go back. I’m fine.”

Johnathan had already spent over ten minutes bringing her here, leaving the class to the monitor for a lesson preview.

Looking at the unusually obedient Sierra, he suddenly reached out and covered her eyes with his hand.

Sierra had no idea why he did that. She blinked instinctively, her lashes brushing against his palin. The faint tickling sensation sent a strange numbness up his arm.

The moment felt oddly intimate. Before she could ask what he was doing, he spoke.

“Girls don’t have to be this strong

And they won’t have to be this well–behaved either. The ones who are too obedient or accommodating are always the easiest to

hurt

Johnathan had realized something–Sierra was like a wildcat. She looked fierce, ready to claw at anyone who wronged her,

eaving them bloodied and wounded.

But if someone treated her well, gave her just the smallest bit of kindness–like tossing a little meat her way–she would roll over and show her belly

Right now, she was showing him her belly.

The realization made his palm feel scalding hot.

He pulled his hand back quickly, almost hastily, and left.

Sierra didn’t notice anything strange about his reaction. She was still thinking about what he had just said, then let out a quiet, bitter laugh

She didn’t want to be strong-

she had no

one else would be her support. She had

the incident at school spread

had become the center of gossip. Even if

her phone buzzing multiple times beside her, but she remained unresponsive, trapped

over and over

awake–only to find an unexpected figure sitting by her

Feeling better?

was watching her with concern. He reached out to check if her fever had gone down,

are you

last time. Yaron wouldn’t dare show his face in front

were sick and got worried. So I came to check on

to help her sit up and poured her a glass of

of things. I was stupid to believe those

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The Wildcat and

Xander brothers, Varon was

the more genuine he seemed, the

Something wasn’t right.

her headache had eased, and her

Finished

family? If so,

before a flicker of hurt flashed across his face. “Sierra, why would you think that? Yes, I admit I made mistakes before. But I’m truly apologizing now.

smirked. “Oh? I thought you had a clear understanding of yourself. Natural–born

word, Yaron’s

someone provoked him like this, he

her

argue with you since you’re sick. Don’t make things harder for yourself.

out the glass but