Jean never expected that he would say something like this. She was choked.

"Don't you have a second degree in management? You are already better than me, even if you don't participate in the activity," said Jean. Then she rolled the suitcase and walked forward.

Arthur stepped swiftly to catch up. "You know I had a second degree?"

If his memory served him right, he didn't mention it to her.

It was ironic that they had had sex but they knew little about each other. No wonder he didn't know how to find her after she disappeared.

Jean hastened her steps at his question. He used to be famous among international students for being all-around and preeminent. People talked about him a lot.

She was then eccentric, occupied taking minor courses, and not interested in men. She had heard about him but didn't know what he looked like.

People said he was a personable rich kid.

After they had sex, he came to find her at her apartment, and someone recognized him. Jean then came to realize that she had slept with THE Arthur.

She didn't know she was so good at picking men. She easily found the most outstanding one.

Though Jean didn't answer, Arthur was quite happy, for he had made sure that she knew something about him. Otherwise, why did she know he had a management degree?

Having boarded, Jean asked for the blanket and put on the eye mask. By doing so, she also managed to kill any chance of talking with Arthur.

She was annoyed by Arthur's unexpected perseverance.

She thought he would no longer badger her after she shrugged him off and turned him down. But he had become this whole other person who was shameless and… possessive.

question whether she

closed her eyes, she

half a month at the expo. It would take him the same period of time to take part in the training program. He would try to transform how she

to forgive or accept him. At least, she could let down

she fell asleep. She was too exhausted. But she was leaning towards the porthole before she fell asleep, why did she wake

freed herself from his embrace and

in yourself,"

She was always a tight sleeper, so she

It must be him.

she was not in the mood

his arms when she fell asleep.

didn't sleep

he had lost her, he was almost torn apart by remorse

The moment his mother saw him, she cried out, "Why do you

was still making up excuses, his mother, Abigail, said, "Did you

a girlfriend. You also

she really

so sure that

mean by not looking like

a girlfriend. I'm already prepared to see you bring a

so livid that he couldn't spend one more minute at

to have a feast and build up strength at home since he could eat nor sleep recently.

her luggage. However, Jean took her own

why he followed her abroad was to take this opportunity to make up with her. He didn't expect her to

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