Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 143: When Did She Become Your Possession?
Julian Fairchild’s eyes were very dark, "I..."
He furrowed his brows tightly, as if the words to follow were difficult for him to say, "You..."
"What do you mean ’I, you’?" Maeve Lane interrupted him, rubbing the goosebumps on her arms, "I’m so tired, you go in yourself, I’m heading back."
At this moment, it seemed Julian’s mind finally started working, his eyes flickered slightly, "Since you’re already at school, why are you going back?"
Maeve had taken a few steps before Julian’s question halted her.
Yeah, she was already at school, so why go back to sleep.
After all, she would have to return to school tomorrow, and if she rushed back now, it’d be late by the time she got there.
Might as well rest at school tonight.
Julian glanced at Maeve’s expression, knowing his words were working, and continued, "Get inside, if you hesitate any longer, the curfew will start."
Maeve frowned, asking, "Isn’t it a bit insincere of me to just leave Henry Hughes there alone?"
Though she said that, her body cooperated as she turned the car around.
The curve of Julian’s lips grew wider, teasingly, "So you’re going back?"
Maeve remained calm, changing her tune, "I think he—
"actually quite likes it there."
Implying that she was not going to return, Henry could enjoy his time there a little longer.
Julian’s mood, which had been gloomy all evening, finally found some balance. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Maeve wasn’t just indifferent to him; her attitude didn’t cross the threshold of liking anyone.
Henry Hughes didn’t actually like that place; it was just because Maeve was there.
A hint of schadenfreude crossed Julian’s eyes.
Up to now, Maeve had shown no interest in Henry Hughes, which was the best news he’d heard in a while.
...
Maeve almost got locked outside the dorm by the housemother, luckily she had quickly and unyieldingly refused Julian’s proposal just now.
He said, "We’re on the same route, take me along for a bit longer."
She said, "Not on the same route."
Julian: "You used to say we were on the same route, how come we’re not anymore?"
She said, "You talk too much."
Julian: "..." For the first time in his life, someone told him he talks too much.
She returned to her dorm, and after washing up, sent a message to Henry Hughes.
Maeve thought Henry was asleep, but surprisingly he replied to her message.
[I returned to school. Come to school yourself tomorrow.]
[Why did you go back? Did something happen?]
Maeve’s fingers typed a few words: [I took Julian back to school, it’s hard to find a taxi there at night, so I wasn’t going back since it’s already late.]
Henry Hughes took more than ten seconds to reply:
[Julian didn’t leave?]
[No.]
After replying, it took Henry a long time to respond with: [Goodnight.]
Half asleep, Maeve heard the vibration of her phone, but she didn’t check the message.
...
At one in the morning.
Julian heard some noise at the door.
He was a light sleeper and woke up at the slightest sound.
The door was pushed open, and Henry Hughes, looking travel-worn, pushed it open with a very unpleasant expression.
He turned on the light, "I know you’re not asleep."
He used a definite tone.
Julian sat up, carrying a rebellious streak of a young man that had been suppressed for long.
Henry’s brow furrowed darkly, speaking very rudely, "Since you don’t like Maeve, why are you competing with me?"
"Compete?" Julian repeated sarcastically, "When did she become yours?"
