Chapter 334: What Exactly is Going On
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Purple Sumrs hugged Cleo on the couch and laughed, enjoying watching Alexander Sumrs get scolded.
Suddenly, Atra Blanc pointed at Purple: “Look at your sister, her face has lost weight.”
Purple imdiately stopped laughing, putting on a weak and aggrieved expression, and a hint of cunning flashed through her eyes.
Actually, the statent was quite exaggerated; one can’t really lose so much weight from being ill for just one night. However, it was good to have Alexander scolded more.
Purple was delighted inside her heart.
Alexander looked at her, the corner of his mouth forming a strange curve, as if smiling but not really.
Purple deliberately pretended not to see it.
When they went upstairs to their rooms, Alexander pulled Purple aside, saying, “Mom was wrong just now, she said that you can’t stand making trouble.”
Alexander laughed wickedly and touched her face, “I haven’t even caused any trouble for you.”
This bastard never spoke seriously.
Purple glared at him fiercely, “Pervert!” And then she rushed into her room, slamming the door shut.
After Christmas ca a Sunday, and Purple didn’t have to go to school, so she could stay ho and rest.
Talk about resting, but it was impossible to actually rest – feeding Tiny, changing Cleo’s water, tidying up her room, and doing howork, she never had any free ti.
In the evening, Nathaniel Sumrs ca looking for Alexander Sumrs, saying he had sothing to talk about.
He had co over in the morning too, but the brother and sister were still in Northshore City and hadn’t returned.
Atra went to knock on Alexander’s door, but there was no response. When she opened it, the room was empty.
Alexander had actually gone out again at so point!
Atra was quite angry, worried and helpless all at the sa ti – why was her son never ho?
Nathaniel said, “Don’t worry, it’s nothing important. I’ll just call him later and tell him the sa thing.”
He had Alexander’s phone number, but it wasn’t easy to get through. They had no choice now since there was no one to be seen, and it was obvious that Atra couldn’t control her son. Nathaniel didn’t want to make Atra uncomfortable.
As Nathaniel was about to leave, he passed by Purple’s room and couldn’t help but stop.
“…is Purple at ho?” he asked.
“Yes, she is,” Atra nodded, “she’s in her room doing her howork. She’s much more sensible than Alexander; she never gives us any trouble.”
Nathaniel thought for a mont, then said, “It’s almost the end of the term, let check her howork.”
As a brother, being concerned about his sister’s howork seed quite normal, so Atra didn’t think much of it, replying, “Sure, have a look, and help her out a bit as well.”
Purple opened the door to her room and saw Nathaniel; she was very surprised.
“What are you doing here?” her eyes widened slightly.
Atra said, “Your third brother ca to see Alexander, and he wanted to check your howork as well.”
Purple was stunned and even more puzzled.
…How odd.
However, she didn’t show anything in front of Atra, but simply stepped aside to let Nathaniel in.
Atra thought that after spending half a day doing howork, Purple must be hungry, so she went to the kitchen to make so easy-to-digest pastries and prepare so hot tea for Nathaniel.
Now, only Purple and Nathaniel were left in the room.
Nathaniel walked over to the desk, wanting to check her howork. But as soon as he stretched out his hand, Purple closed the textbook and howork, clearly not wanting to show him.
—Nathaniel should be familiar with her handwriting; Purple didn’t want him to discover anything suspicious.
“What do you want?” she asked.
At the sa ti, she packed up her textbooks and howork and put them into her bag nonchalantly.
Nathaniel was taken aback.
He hadn’t co to check her howork originally, but Purple’s cold and distant attitude caught him off guard.
There was so much to say, but it was all difficult to bring up. Even if he forced himself to say sothing, it would not convey his true aning and might cause confusion and misunderstandings.
Nathaniel pulled out the chair next to the desk, sitting down slowly, not saying anything for a long while.
Purple frowned and asked him again, “What’s the matter, really?”
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