"No, you're right. I'm the one being unreasonable. Now get off my car." Despite being irked, Luke was clueless why he felt that way. Yes, it was he who told Michelle not to bother him. But he didn't expect her to comply with his request without a fight, and it annoyed him so much more than he expected. Recently, Michelle treated him like a complete stranger even though they lived together. Instead of treating him like her husband, she just nodded at him impassively whenever they crossed paths in the house. She gave him the cold shoulder several times, and Luke, who was always chased by girls, was not used to this silence treatment.
Michelle bit her lower lip, not uttering a single word. Her eyes reddened upon hearing Luke's words, hating the fact that she could still be influenced by him so easily. She shook the thought off her mind. It wasn't the best time to be overwhelmed by negativity. She raised her chin up and opened the door. She got off the car without saying goodbye. With quick, long steps, she hurried towards the school, as far away from him as she could.
Luke, on the other hand, didn't start the car as soon as she left. His gaze remained locked on Michelle's back, following her until she disappeared in a corner. He was lost in his own thoughts. When did Michelle start acting this way? Back then, she was always eager to get his attention? What changed? She must've been losing interest in him. This thought should have made him happy, but didn't. Why was he so bothered by it? Luke just couldn't figure out all the answers to these questions.
"Hi! Good morning, Michelle!" As soon as she walked past the school gate, Bradley greeted her in a lively tone. It seemed that he was happy to see her. Like every rich and spoiled kid in school, he was
rious.
"Who said that?" Michelle grimaced. Giggling and laughing? What the hell? She was definitely sure that she didn't even smile at the guy! Who the hell would say that?
"They're all talking about it. It's wild! Maybe someone saw you two together. You have to realize that Bradley never smiled at any girl. But lo and behold, he smiled at you! Do you know what that means? Maybe he's interested in you!" Hilda was overexcited about some rumor. She'd love for it to be true. It would make her happy.
"What the hell are you talking about?! That's ludicrous! Do you really think a popular guy like Bradley would fall for a tomboy? I don't think so. There are plenty of beautiful girls in school that would get his attention. Not me." Michelle burst in laughter. It was never going to happen. And besides, she didn't give a damn about what Bradley was thinking. Amused, Michelle looked around and took a deep breath. No wonder her classmates were acting strangely. Now she knew the reason.
"Well, it's hard to tell. You never know. Some rich guys have rather weird tastes these days. You could be his type," Hilda whispered mysteriously, as if she knew a lot about rich men.
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