Under the scorching sun, I silently walked to a shady corner, took out my phone, and prepared to persuade my dad to ask the driver to bring my backpack to me.
Summoning up courage, just as I was about to make a call, I saw a familiar figure getting out of a luxury car out of the corner of my eye.
I looked up and took a careful look, and I was dumbfounded.
Jeff got off a Mercedes-Benz, which should cost two or three million.
I hadn’t heard that Jeff had such a rich friend. Could it be a hitchhiker?
I was about to go up and ask, but the next second, I saw Jeff running to the other side and opening the car door with a bright face.
A woman came out of the car. Then she held Jeff with a shy look and leaned on him.
Speaking of which, I had been dating Jeff for half a year, and we hadn’t been this intimate. At most, we just hold hands.
Damn it, had I been cheated on?
Countless thoughts were swirling in my mind. For the sake of Jeff, I had let go of my identity as the Carlson family’s young lady and became a laughingstock in the socialite circle.
I didn’t expect Jeff to be this kind of scumbag.
Jeff, who was far away, hugged the woman and helped her with her luggage, looking very pleased.
The people around them cast envious glances at them.
Maybe because my gaze was too intense, Jeff looked at me for a moment.
His eyes were calm, without guilt, apology, or panic. He walked into the school with that woman and had no intention of explaining.
I really wanted to smash his head with my phone.
Just as I was about to rush over, I heard a mocking voice from behind.
“Isabella.”
Huh?
I turned around and saw Elvis standing not far behind me.
I was panicking. How long had he been here? How much did he see?
Elvis walked towards me step by step, his eyes filled with amusement.
“Why did you find a boyfriend in the garbage dump?”
Damn it! He saw everything.
When Elvis left, there was a mysterious smile on his face, and he seemed to be mocking.
When I saw that, I almost crushed the suitcase handle.
He must be laughing at me.
After all, when I made a bet with my dad, he was also there.
I turned around and immediately walked towards the school without delay. I had to find Jeff and ask him.
Just as I walked downstairs, I saw Jeff waiting for me there.
I met Jeff a year ago when we were helping a classmate during a gathering.
At that time, I didn’t have any feelings for him, but later, Jeff kept appearing around me.