Chapter 148: Chapter 148 A Person Quietly Alone
She turned her head, quietly pushed him away, and smiled at him, the smile on her lips sweet like honey, "Thank you, senior."
In this thank you, there was already a hint of distance.
Even though she had experienced a mont of tenderness, Scarlett Yates’ mind was not clouded.
Henry Dales already had a fiancée, and this was not sothing she could change by pretending to be confused.
As perceptive as Henry Dales was, how could he not notice her change in attitude?
Deep loss and a sense of helplessness surrounded him.
His dark eyes quickly dulled, like two gems suddenly losing their luster.
Bitterness and sorrow filled his heart, he weakly tugged at the corner of his lips, for the first ti forcing a weary and strained smile.
It was also the first ti he deeply felt that the things he cherished most in his heart could never return to the way they were.
If ti could turn back...
If ti could truly turn back, would he change his choice?
A voice in his heart imdiately answered loudly without hesitation, no, if ti truly flowed back, he still couldn’t turn back.
Outside the hotel.
Scarlett Yates gradually stopped her steps.
"Senior, I want to walk alone." Henry Dales seed to have no intention of leaving and continued to stay by her side.
She had once yearned and looked forward to monts alone with him, but now that Henry Dales was standing beside her, she only wanted to find a place to hide.
Her mind was in turmoil.
Sotis it was Henry Dales, other tis it was Matthew Saxon.
These two people seed to be battling in her mind, leaving her restless.
She needed peace.
Needed to quietly be alone.
"Scarlett, do you have sothing weighing on your mind?"
Henry Dales stared at her for a mont, sighed softly, "You don’t like Matthew Saxon."
"If there’s so unavoidable reason, you can tell
your troubles. As long as I can help, I will definitely..."
"Senior, no one is forcing , and I don’t have any troubles," Scarlett Yates gently interrupted him, "Thank you for your kindness, but I truly am doing this voluntarily. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way."
Her eyes felt sore and painfully swollen.
She kept her head bowed very low, so low it seed to want to fall into the dust.
Three years of humble and anxious secret admiration, she never genuinely expected any result.
She simply couldn’t bring herself to abandon that little obsession in her heart.
She stubbornly believed that, no matter how humble she was, she still had the right to like soone, regardless of whether that person liked her.
With graduation approaching, she didn’t want to step out of school with any regrets, so she chose to express her feelings during his birthday party, using a button.
Buttons were only given to those you liked.
She believed that as long as he wasn’t dense, he would understand the aning represented by the button.
She never expected him to respond in any way.
From beginning to end, all she wanted was to let him know about that humble and fragile feeling.
Yet, she never dread that the night filled with anxious anticipation and nervousness would turn into such a humiliating one.
Rosie Wood’s humiliation was vivid and deeply imprinted.
The sneers and ridicule from those around her often replayed in her dreams.
In reality, she could be indifferent to whatever those people said about her, towards her.
But his attitude, however, broke her heart.
He allowed Rosie Wood to scorn her ruthlessly, humiliate her, and from start to finish, didn’t stand up to say a word for her.
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