Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 657 - 656: This Must Be a Kind of Karma, Right?
"Youβre the one who commits domestic violence! Youβre the one who self-harms!"
With a dark expression, Nia Mitchell swiftly put on her slippers, grabbed the strawberries, and dashed upstairs.
Of course, she was grimacing.
After all, a certain part of her was genuinely uncomfortable. ππ£πππππππΌππ²πΉ.ππ π
Watching her unsteady little figure retreat, Maxwell Peary casually leaned back on the sofa, thoughtfully staring after her.
She usually ran so nimbly, but her speed was considerably slower today. It looked like she was really hurt.
Should I really exercise restraint?
The great CEO began to reflect.
A minute later.
Never!
γUniversity A Girlsβ Dormitoryγ
Fiona Sutton kept staring at her phone, as if waiting for something.
Didnβt they say soldiers get a break around noon?
But why, after waiting all through the noon break, had she still not heard anything?
Fiona lowered her head, checked the time, and realized... it was already four in the afternoon.
Instantly, her stomach began to rumble.
You classless man! Even if you call, I wonβt answer.
Fiona gritted her teeth, kicked her desk, then grabbed a random jacket and left her dormitory.
Outside, the sunlight was faint. The setting sun, with its unique hues, hung in the west.
Her phone suddenly rang.
Fiona was instantly excited and answered immediately, without even checking the caller ID.
"Hello?"
"Fiona, Iβd like to treat you to dinner."
Charles Northwoodβs voice came through the phone. Fiona stopped in her tracks on the tree-lined path.
"What for? Why on earth should I give you face?"
Fiona bit her lip. He had already rejected her; they could never go back to being such good friends as before.
Now, she always felt particularly awkward.
"Fate," Charles Northwood said, his gaze fixed on the lovely figure less than five meters ahead of him.
"What fate? More like a twisted fate."
Fiona had always known that ever since she fell for him, heβd been eager to push her as far away as possible.
"Even a twisted fate is still fate, isnβt it?"
Watching her from behind, he thought she seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Her coat fluttered as the wind blew past.
A Fiona like this was exceptionally valiant and spirited.
If she had been born in ancient times, she would definitely have been a young lady who loved wielding blades and practicing martial arts, one who would fight injustice and help those in need wherever she saw it.
A true heroine.
"A twisted fate should be severed, not perpetuated by having dinner together."
Saying that, Fiona resolutely hung up on him.
Taking a deep breath, she continued walking. She found that after hanging up on Charles Northwood, she felt incredibly invigorated.
All this time, she had revolved around Charles Northwood. From now on, she would live for herself.
Charles Northwood listened to the busy tone from his phone, then slowly advanced, matching her pace.
Fionaβs finances had always been tight. She had even followed him abroad last time, and having not found a job recently, she must be extremely hard-pressed for money right now.
Just as Charles Northwood had expected, Fiona didnβt go to the cafeteria to eat because her meal card had no balance left.
She left the campus and headed to a Steamed Bun Shop she frequented.
"Maβam, two Vegetable Buns, please."
The shopkeeper was a kind middle-aged woman who smiled at every customer.
"Coming right up! Why no meat buns today, dear? I remember you can usually eat five or six at a time."
Fiona gave a faint smile.
"Canβt be helped, trying to lose weight."
Fiona took the buns, paid for them, and began eating as she walked.
She had tried applying to two more corporations again that morning, but she still hadnβt received any responses.
Mentally tallying the money in her wallet, she realized she likely couldnβt even cover her most basic living expenses anymore.
