True Love Waits

Chapter 35 He Deserved It

In the classroom, the students whispered amongst themselves and stole glances at the boy who had just been beaten up by Debbie and her companions. Needless to say, they were jeering at him. Gail didn't even cast a single glance at the boy despite the fact that he had spoken ill of Debbie to fawn on her. The boy was boiling with rage, but he could do nothing to vent his anger. He swore to himself that he would report the incident to the dean.

In the afternoon, while the teacher was giving a lecture, Debbie rested her cheeks on her hands and thought, 'Is the boy going to tell the dean that I beat him up? If he does, I swear I'll give him another hard lesson!'

As soon as the bell rang, R. Kelly's "I believe I can fly" was on the air. However, just after a few seconds, the song was interrupted by the broadcaster's voice. "Debbie Nian of Class 22, please go to the dean's office now. Debbie Nian of Class 22, please go to the dean's office..." The broadcaster repeated it three times. Everyone in the university had heard it loud and clear.

Although this was not the first time Debbie had been called into the dean's office, she still felt a little embarrassed. She stood up from her chair and grabbed Dixon along with her to go to the dean's office. The reason Debbie brought Dixon with her was that he was a straight-A student and was a favorite of most teachers. Every time Debbie was called to go to the dean's office, she would bring him along, and with his interceding for her, the dean would let her go more easily.

Debbie assumed that the dean wanted to see her this time was because of that boy she had beaten up this morning. However, since the camera in the classroom had been covered during the whole process, she decided to simply deny that such a thing had ever happened.

'Dude, how dare you! I swear I'll beat the shit out of you!'

Debbie entered the dean's office, her face expressionless. Having been in a similar situation countless times before took away the seriousness of it all. She yanked Dixon's sleeve and dragged him in.

To her surprise, the dean was bending over and pouring tea for a man sitting on the couch, as she flooded her face with a big grin. Debbie felt an icy shiver running down her spine at the sight of the man's face.

Immediately, she pushed Dixon out of the office. Considering the circumstances, she wouldn't be able to protect herself, let alone protect her friend. She didn't want to get Dixon in trouble for her selfish

reasons.

"Debbie, here you are!" The dean smiled at Debbie, who was about to leave with Dixon, and gestured her to come in.

Out of curiosity, Dixon turned around to look back, when the man's cold glance darted to the office door at the same time. The mere sight of the man's icy glare, had his legs quivering to the point where he thought he was going to fall to the floor. 'Why is Mr. Huo here? I better get away from here while I can!' he thought and fled the office immediately.

Debbie was also confused. 'Why is he here? I thought I was going to see Philip here, as usual. After all, the dean only has his number. When I figure out who called Carlos, I swear I am going to paint the walls with his blood. I won't even spare the dean if I find out that she was behind this!'

her mouth, as

to Debbie. Her voice so amiable. She had always been aware that Carlos was Debbie's backer, so she didn't dare

that an important man like Carlos made an effort to

in the flesh! If the principal and the vice-principals hadn't been away on official business, they would have been here to

want to get in," she whispered in the dean's ear

that a naughty girl like

Came an impatient voice from inside the office, causing

dean and whispered,

profession, she kept a strict disposition in front of the students. No one had ever dared to get close and talk to her

cast her thoughts about Debbie aside and decided

come here either." Like

they entered

the dean; the dean looked

that

her lips, Debbie turned to stare out the window, and said indifferently, "He deserved it." Her voice

answer?' The dean

and asserted, "Give me a better reason!" He held back his anger as he kept telling himself that she was still young and he needed to be more

retorted, "He spoke ill of me behind my back, and when I caught him

her head to meet the man's eyes. She wore impudence on her face so proudly. However, her courage lasted only two seconds, and in the third, she looked away, because she didn't want to be frozen to death by

I will discipline the likes of him," the

"Come on! I'm not a three-year-old kid. We are adults and we

the proper words to voice her response, the dean turned to look

her back home now." Carlos stood up and walked towards the