Chapter 860: Chapter 859: I Apologize and Confess My Feelings

Charles Northwood walked out of the Grand Gate, but Tara Jameson’s figure was nowhere to be seen outside, so he immediately got in the car and hit the road to search for her.

Along the path to the school, Charles Northwood effortlessly found Tara Jameson.

Tara Jameson had long lost the bravery she initially had, crying as she walked.

If Charles Northwood indeed publicized the photos, her life would be ruined.

Would Charles Northwood really do such a thing?

Tara Jameson didn’t know, her mind was a jumbled mess now.

Why...

Why did she feel so sad right now, why did she want to stay even if he didn’t threaten her?

"Tara Jameson!"

Suddenly, the voice of Charles Northwood came from behind.

Tara Jameson couldn’t quite believe her ears and turned to look in the direction of the voice.

She saw Charles Northwood just opening the car door and stepping out.

Maybe he came too hurriedly, his clothes were unchanged, and there were small oil stains on his cufflinks.

Tara Jameson couldn’t believe her eyes, just standing there dumbfounded, watching Charles Northwood walk toward her step by step.

Such a strange feeling.

Just a moment ago, she had been resenting him, her eyes red from crying.

Yet seeing him now, she couldn’t help feeling a flutter of joy.

Struggling to suppress her emotions, Tara Jameson cursed herself for being useless and prepared to rationally turn and leave.

As expected, Tara Jameson did turn and leave, not willing to give Charles Northwood a second glance.

Charles Northwood...

Was the look in Tara Jameson’s eyes just a delusion?

Wasn’t she supposed to not turn and leave?

"Tara Jameson, stop right there!"

The seemingly non-threatening statement still successfully halted Tara Jameson’s steps.

"Why should I stop? To keep listening to your threats?"

Tara Jameson turned to Charles Northwood, her words full of anger.

Charles Northwood choked on his words.

"I admit that what I did was wrong. I apologize. I shouldn’t have threatened you."

This was a road near University A, so naturally, there were students of University A passing by.

Professor Charles Northwood at University A was somewhat of a notable figure, not many people didn’t recognize him.

Hence, those people walked along, stopping intermittently, curiously watching what was happening.

"Since you’ve apologized, I’ll accept it. Now can I leave?"

She willingly accepted, as if only in this way could she stay far away from Charles Northwood.

Seeing her leaving again, Charles Northwood immediately jogged over, reaching out to grab Tara Jameson’s wrist.

"What are you doing? Let go of me!"

Tara Jameson immediately shouted angrily, unable to be courteous to someone who threatened her with such despicable means.

At this point, not physically harming him was already quite courteous.

"If I went back, I definitely wouldn’t say those things. I know you still like me, Tara Jameson, I know your feelings."

She was too naive; everything was written on her face.

Those eyes were too innocent, unable to hide any emotion.

He knew it all, saw it all clearly.

"I don’t like you anymore. Even if I liked you before, the moment you threatened me, it ended."

Not struggling for pride, she’d been threatened like that, still talking about liking?

Tara Jameson didn’t want to lose her self-respect in the end.

"I know you like me, Tara Jameson, let’s go back to the past, okay? Back to the moment I confessed to you."

"Sure, let’s go back to that time. Now I want to change my answer; I don’t want, I don’t want, I don’t want!"