NovelEnglishChapter 1129
"Hey, | really didn't mean to get close to you on purpose." He said it with a straight face, no hint of
embarrassment or guilt.
"If you don't likedoing it that way, I'll stop, alright? I'll listen to you. I'm here without any friends, so please
don't ignore me." The young man looked at Flora with such a pitiful expression, his messy hair flopping over his
eyes, making him seem a bit forlorn. Flora found herself at a loss. Why did this kid suddenly seem so endearing?
He seemed different from the last couple of times she'd seen him. Had he switched up his approach? Learned
how to tug at heartstrings by acting pitiful? Or maybe she had overthought things before, imagining him to be
more complicated than he really was. Perhaps, he was just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid after all.
Flora thought she might've been reading too much into things. Since they met, he hadn't done anything to harm
her. He even stood up for her against Kylie and Tina in the cafeteria. Well, alright then. She'd give him the benefit
of the doubt this time. If he wasn't up to anything bad, that was fine. Besides, being a kid alone at the base was
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpretty tough.
"You better be telling the truth," Flora said, her voice cool as she pulled out a bottle of medicine from her pocket
and sprinkled it on his wound. Instantly, he felt the burning pain ease off.
So, Flora had this miracle medicine the whole tand just watched him squirm? Though, he didn't think the
wound was all that serious anyway.
"Feeling better?" Flora shot him a glance, her tone still lazy but noticeably warmer than before.
Seeing her becmore friendly, the young man squinted, a dimple playing peek-a-boo on his cheek. It seemed
like changing his tactics had worked. Act a little more pitiful and girls would soften up. Honestly, he wasn't sure
what had cover him. He'd just found Flora interesting and wanted to get closer to her. After she'd cold-
shouldered him and crushed his cookies, he'd spent the whole night awake, clutching the cookie crumbs,
imagining kicking Tina and Kylie to the curb, still feeling a bit peeved.
He wasn't one to quit easily. He had never tried to get close to someone and failed. After a few nights of
Googling, he switched up his strategy. Apparently, girls liked this sort of thing. And now, it seemed true.
"Much better, thanks," he said with a smile, his dimple deepening.
"Good, then," Flora said, standing up and helping him to his feet. "Make sure to put the medicine on when you
get back, keep it dry, and don't strain it. If you want your hand to heal, take it easy for about ten to fifteen days."
"Okay." Listening to her caring
words, he felt a bit awkward, not a used to such attention. He glanced at his bandaged wound and swallowed,
"You're really nice to me. No one's ever looked afterlike this before."
As he spoke, his face clouded over, looking a bit gitiful. Flora studied him; he was just a sixteen or
seventeen-year-old, yet covered inet
injuries, which was indeed a bit tragic. Remembering the first tshe saw him, when he'd been beaten up, it
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwas clear his tat the base hadn't been easy.
"How'd you get those wounds? Was it those people from before?" Flora asked.
He mumbled a vague, "Yeah..."
"Why did they bully you?"
Why-
did they bully him?
"Because I'm the illegitimate kid they want hidden away," he said with a grin, like it was skind of joke. "No
one would like me."
But it didn't matter. Now, no one dared to mess with him anymore. He'd made sure to rise to the top, above all
those who had bullied him before.
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