Chapter 475: Chapter 475: Using Her to Provoke Ashley Shaw
Warren Prescott noticed that Ashley Shaw’s gaze was off and instinctively followed her line of sight, looking down at his own hand.
The pink Sheep toy made his eyes hurt.
No wonder she was looking at him like that!
No way, he couldn’t let Ashley Shaw think he liked anything related to pink Sheep toys.
His mind raced, and in just two seconds, he walked over with a smile and handed the cake to her.
"You girls all like this, right? Take it, bring it back to the dorm and share."
So it was chosen for her?
But that taste... was quite something.
Ashley Shaw didn’t have the heart to hurt a child’s feelings, so she accepted it.
"Pretty cute, thanks."
"No problem."
Warren Prescott agreed without a change in expression, but he was actually relieved.
Having poor taste is better than having a liking for pink Sheep toys.
Over there, Assistant Lowell paid for the two of them.
Ashley Shaw saw that Warren Prescott didn’t choose anything and asked curiously, "Aren’t you getting a cake too?"
"Just the smell of this sweet stuff makes me not want to eat. I’ll find something to eat later."
Ashley Shaw immediately said, "Then you go eat first, Ariana and I can take the bus back."
"No way! I brought you here, so I must take you back."
Saying that, he didn’t wait for Ashley Shaw to refuse, and directly walked out the door.
Ashley Shaw and Ariana Grant exchanged glances, feeling that Warren Prescott was very strange after losing his memory...
His actions seemed normal, but when he did normal things, they seemed very abnormal.
Fortunately, they soon returned to school.
This time, Ashley Shaw didn’t let him drive into the school; she got off at the school gate.
After waving goodbye, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Ariana Grant patted her chest, "Oh my god, why does it feel scarier than before? When I got out of the car just now, he even reminded me not to forget my personal belongings!"
Ashley Shaw heard it too.
She sighed, said nothing, but felt melancholy inside.
Such a big change, if Grandpa Prescott saw him a few more times, he would definitely notice something.
Thinking about it still left her uneasy, so she simply sent a message to Assistant Lowell.
To stop Warren Prescott from meeting with Grandpa Prescott no matter what.
Assistant Lowell’s message came back quickly.
"Miss Shaw, you saw it too, Mr. Prescott Jr. really doesn’t remember anything, so you need to put in a lot of effort."
Ariana Grant leaned over and said, "Isn’t he driving? How is he responding so quickly?"
"Maybe he switched drivers."
"With Warren Prescott in this condition, can he still drive on the road?"
"Don’t be fooled, just because it was the two of them today, Uncle Prescott doesn’t know how many bodyguards are around him... Forget it, even if Grandpa Prescott finds out, there’s nothing we can do. As long as he’s okay now, people are fine, and Grandpa Prescott won’t have a big reaction even if he knows."
Ariana Grant nodded, "That’s true."
Having thought it through, Ashley Shaw didn’t reply to Assistant Lowell’s message.
Besides, even if she couldn’t figure it out, she couldn’t reply.
Put in a lot of effort?
She’s just a medical student who hasn’t officially started classes; she’s not a doctor yet.
Even if she wants to try hard, she can’t exert any effort.
...
On the other end, Warren Prescott was holding Mark’s phone, his brows furrowing more tightly.
Finally, when the car reached a street corner waiting for the light, Warren Prescott couldn’t help but ask, "Why hasn’t she replied to me yet?"
Mark was driving with his heart in his throat.
He didn’t see exactly what Ashley Shaw sent; he just glanced at Ashley Shaw’s avatar flashing, and the phone was taken by Warren Prescott.
In the name of not using the phone while driving, he replied for her.
Now the phone hasn’t been returned yet.
He was afraid that Ashley Shaw said something bad about Warren Prescott, and Warren would take it out on him.
—Although Warren Prescott had become much more polite, if he got angry, a glare from him was still quite frightening.
And he feared Warren Prescott would come back for him once his memories returned.
Hearing Warren Prescott ask why Ashley Shaw hadn’t replied, Mark finally had a chance to find out what Ashley posted.
Warren Prescott repeated it, mentioning how he replied.
Mark understood immediately.
"You were too direct..."
Warren Prescott didn’t get it, "Direct? I just asked her to put in some effort."
"Yes," Mark nodded and said, "She’s not a doctor, what’s the use of her efforts?"
Warren Prescott suddenly fell silent, not knowing what he thought of, moments later pulling a long face.
"Seth Sullivan!"
Mark’s back instinctively straightened, nearly losing control of the steering wheel.
For no other reason, Warren Prescott usually called him "Mark" or "Assistant Lowell," only calling his full name when angry.
But the next second, Mark’s eyes suddenly widened.
"Mr. Prescott Jr., you remembered my name?"
Warren Prescott then belatedly realized.
"Huh?"
When did he remember it?
The glance from Mark’s eyes clearly explained it was subconscious, not a regained memory.
But this little diversion soothed Warren Prescott’s temper a bit.
But he still had to continue the previous topic.
"Seth Sullivan, you said before that Ashley had some feelings for me, is that true or did you lie?"
Mark immediately felt a little guilty.
At that time, when Warren Prescott asked him, "With my good looks, chasing her for so long, she has no feelings at all?"
To avoid hurting Warren’s confidence, he did lie...
Not knowing how to cover his lie now, Warren’s look already showed he knew the answer.
"Dare to lie to me again, you’ll see!"
Mark gulped, suddenly bringing up old matters, "It’s because of that Rosalind Lynch... Back then, you believed her nonsense and thought Miss Shaw had bad intentions, so you always disliked Miss Shaw after that..."
This story Warren Prescott had already heard. When the name "Rosalind Lynch" came up, he remembered what Ashley Shaw said at the restaurant.
"I really liked Rosalind Lynch before?"
Mark shook his head, "That I don’t know; I started following you later... But it seems there was such a rumor."
Warren Prescott rubbed his temple, "Don’t tell me I liked her for so long without ever confessing."
Mark laughed awkwardly.
Only then did Warren Prescott realize why Ashley Shaw was so convinced he liked Rosalind Lynch.
Turns out she still didn’t know that the one he truly liked was her.
Sighing, he asked, "What’s the situation with that Rosalind Lynch now? If I use her to provoke Ashley, will Ashley have any reaction?"
"Miss Lynch... I haven’t kept up with her for a long time."
"Then go check!"
"Yes!"
Soon they were back at school.
The military training there wasn’t over yet, and Warren Prescott merely went back to lie in the dorm.
His dorm was a single room, undisturbed, and he soon fell asleep.
In a daze, he discovered that he was floating in the air.
And a large truck was speeding towards him...
