Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 191 - 175: His Incoming Video Call_2

[What’s so special about the original poster, anyway? I don’t believe it. How could Julian Fairchild be interested in her?] 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

[If Julian Fairchild knew what Maeve Lane is really like, he wouldn’t like her one bit!]

[If they ever get together, I’ll wash my hair while standing on my head today!]

Then, Maeve saw that Julian Fairchild’s account liked this post and commented—

[Hmm]

Everyone was puzzled as to what this meant until someone quoted "Eternal Radiance."

[Clearly, Julian Fairchild and Maeve Lane are the real pair, folks. Be careful with the gossip; I just saw them kissing at the school gate.]

[Hmm]

There was a mysterious silence as everyone fell speechless.

Then, as if it wasn’t shocking enough, Julian Fairchild added—

[We are mutually in love.]

Maeve: "..."

Chaos erupted below.

The people who had been clamoring for attention now fell silent while the gossip-loving bystanders readily offered their blessings.

[Fairchild and Maeve forever together!]

[They’re the perfect couple! May the big brother and sister-in-law always stay together!]

[No way, is that really Julian Fairchild claiming his territory?]

[Obviously, too many people were pairing Henry Hughes and Maeve Lane together, and the real boyfriend got upset. Now we’ve been forced to watch the PDA. Haha.]

Some of Maeve’s suitors were "crying" their hearts out in the comments below.

[Maeve, how could you end up with Julian Fairchild? Aside from his looks, what are his other good qualities?!]

[I don’t want to hear it, I don’t want to hear it, Maeve is still everyone’s!]

[I’m so sad; I feel like I’ve been dumped.]

[Today is another day I wish I was Julian Fairchild.]

....

Reading through it all, Maeve roughly understood what had happened, and she handed her phone to Meredith.

Meredith saw the calm look on her face and asked, "Aren’t you at least a bit surprised?"

Maeve: "What’s there to be surprised about?"

"Julian Fairchild, of course. He’s defending you like this; Maeve, you’re really not loyal at all. If I hadn’t seen it myself, weren’t you planning to tell me?"

Meredith pouted, unable to contain her curiosity. "By the way, when did you two get together?"

Maeve: "Today."

Meredith seemed shocked, "Ah... well, the speed of this news spreading is really fast."

"Surprised, not really. More like shocked," Maeve said helplessly. "But it’s fine. If he doesn’t mind, why should I?"

Meredith put the phone on the table, looking at her seriously, "Are you serious this time?"

Maeve chuckled lightly, "I say Meredith, why do you always ask me that question?"

Meredith looked at her, "Can’t I care a bit? Everyone else is getting their gossip from the forum, but I share a room with you. How could I not be curious?"

"Hmm... I suppose," Maeve considered.

"I really wish I could live your life," Meredith said sincerely. "I’d love to experience being surrounded by handsome guys too."

Maeve looked down as she changed into slippers, "I wish I could live yours too."

Meredith huffed twice, clearly not believing her.

"I’m going to take a shower," Maeve said as she grabbed her change of pajamas. "There’s an early class tomorrow, so let’s get to bed early."

"There’s also evening self-study. The teacher said we’d be free in college, but it feels like I’m still in high school," Meredith complained, then suddenly called out to Maeve, "Maeve, what’s with the bruise on your ankle?"

Maeve paused, looked back, then seemed to remember something and instinctively used her clothes to cover it, "I just bumped it a little."

She awkwardly wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

Meredith sensed something was off and, after Maeve finished showering, unexpectedly pulled up her pant leg, holding some ointment, and muttered, "This doesn’t look like a bump. It looks more like it’s been pinched. Do you want to use some of my ointment?"

"No need, I have some ointment for bruises," Maeve quickly pulled her pant leg down. "I just tripped a little while walking, it’s no big deal."

"Both legs have bruise marks; how can you be so careless?"

Outwardly, Maeve appeared calm, but inside she silently cursed Julian Fairchild thoroughly, "I wasn’t watching my step. Maybe I was just tired today."

Julian Fairchild didn’t have any strange hobbies... at least none she had discovered yet. But he did grip a bit too hard, and in such an obvious spot.

If Meredith hadn’t noticed today, she probably would have gone out like that tomorrow.

Good thing she had some long socks in her wardrobe that she could use to cover it.

After deflecting Meredith, the first thing Maeve did when she lay in bed was to reach out to Julian Fairchild to settle things.

She took a picture of the bruise on her ankle and sent it to Julian Fairchild.

She started to type a message.

But it seemed like Julian Fairchild was waiting for her to message him, as he replied quickly:

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