Remarriage Failed Again Today

Chapter 444: Chapter 444: It Seems I’ve Returned to the Past

He whipped around to see Annabelle Linton being knocked over by a boy on a bicycle.

She fell straight to the ground. Her face and hands were covered in scrapes, her clothes were dirty, and the gift box in her hand had been thrown far away. The lid had popped open, revealing its contents—

A brand-new, all-black Phantom!

Leona Grant’s eyes widened. Wasn’t this the Phantom that Annabelle Linton had given him for Christmas, the one Vivian Yates had taken credit for?

’What was going on?’

Leona Grant slowly began to understand something.

He was in a dream, or maybe he was dead. Or perhaps... he had returned to the past!

Realizing this, he rushed over to help Annabelle Linton up. But just as he was about to speak, Vivian Yates arrived with a large group of people.

The Vivian Yates of this time was also sixteen!

When Leona Grant saw her, his eyes flashed with disgust.

Vivian Yates and her group were all dressed festively. Seeing Annabelle Linton on the ground, she rushed over to help her up. "Annabelle, what happened?"

"I’m fine." Annabelle Linton pushed her hand away and tried to get the Phantom, but she’d injured her ankle in the fall and couldn’t walk at all. She grimaced in pain.

"Here’s your stuff."

The boy who had run into her picked up the Phantom and handed it to Annabelle Linton, saying apologetically, "I’m so sorry. I was just riding my bike, and you suddenly appeared around the corner. Really, I’m sorry. How about I take you to the hospital?"

"No, it’s okay. Thank you."

Annabelle Linton checked the Phantom. It was completely unscathed. She let out a sigh of relief and put it back in the gift box.

A sharp-eyed person recognized it immediately and exclaimed, "Holy crap, isn’t that the limited edition Phantom? There’s only one in the entire world! It’s insanely expensive! Linton, where did you get it?"

Annabelle Linton saw how much the boy liked it and the corners of her mouth turned up. ’Leona will like it too, right?’

Seeing this, Leona Grant’s heart grew bitter.

Then, she shakily got to her feet, but after just two steps, the excruciating pain in her ankle was so intense she was on the verge of tears.

Vivian Yates ran up and said with concern, "Annabelle, your foot is injured! You can’t keep walking on it, or you’ll make it worse."

After speaking, she shot the boy who had run into Annabelle Linton a look.

A sharp glint flashed in Leona Grant’s eyes. ’What is that little bitch up to?’

The boy who had knocked Annabelle Linton down understood her meaning and chimed in, "Yeah, that’s right! I have a bike, I can give you a ride to the hospital. I’m the one who hit you, so I’m obligated to take you there. Come on, let’s go now!"

He said this as he moved to help Annabelle Linton.

Annabelle Linton cleverly sidestepped him and said with a smile, "I have something to do. You really don’t need to worry about it. You can go."

Clutching the Phantom, Annabelle Linton limped forward, grimacing in pain.

Leona Grant was beside her, trying to support her, but it was like he was just air, unable to apply any strength at all.

He seemed to understand a little more now. He was just an observer. To them, he was invisible; they couldn’t see him.

A sharp glint flashed in Vivian Yates’s eyes. She gave the classmate next to her a push. Understanding Vivian Yates’s intent, the classmate pretended to slip and fall, crashing into Annabelle Linton.

Leona Grant saw the student about to fall on top of Annabelle Linton and desperately wanted to pull her out of the way, but it was useless.

The student collapsed onto Annabelle Linton, and she was knocked down again.

This time, her ankle was twisted so badly she couldn’t move it at all. Her white sweatshirt was completely stained. The classmate quickly got up and apologized, "Ah, Linton, I’m so sorry! It’s so icy and slippery out here. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! Are you okay?"