Better Life Without You. novel Chapter 125

Returning to school, she had just entered her office when Mia said: "Laura, Avery just came over to say that he wants you to look for him when you return."

She placed her bag on the chair and nodded: "Ok, thank you Mia."

She came to the door of Avery Harris's office, knocked on it, and walked in.

"Mr. Harris, you're looking for me."

Avery Harris looked at her, her eyes containing a sense of unfathomable: "Why didn't you tell me before, that the male student was Mr. Walton's younger brother?"

"Is it important who he is?"

"If you tell me, I won't mistake him for yours ..."

"No matter what you think, it doesn't matter to me. In any case, you will only believe what you are willing to believe. It's like this for Elsie Clark, it's the same for me when I get closer to William Walton.

In your eyes, the result of your imagination is much easier to convince you. Even if I explain, would you believe it? Didn't you still think I'd slept with someone else when you saw me walking alongside him?

Avery Harris, I really don't understand why you're looking at me with such an injured expression. It's to make me say that it doesn't matter if you misunderstand me, right? To make yourself feel better?

Then I'm really sorry. How are you feeling? It has nothing to do with me. If you have nothing else to say, then I'll head back first. Oh, right. You can do whatever you want to deduct my point."

She turned around, opened the door, and left.

Her cell phone rang just as she was getting off work in the afternoon.

Seeing that it was Betty Anderson, she immediately hung up.

But she called her again and again, forcing her to turn off the phone.

After getting off school, Betty Anderson's red sportscar entered her eyes.

Betty Anderson got off the carriage, took off her sunglasses, and walked to the front of the carriage with a wriggling pace.

"My dear sister, do you know how long I've been waiting for you?"

"What do you want to do now?"

"As a sister, I'll treat you to a cup of coffee. it is that ok?"

"I don't want to have coffee with you."

"Then you can make an appointment with the Mr. Walton. As long as he arrives, you can leave."

"Betty Anderson, you're so shameless. Chasing a man to this extent, don't you feel that you're disgusting?"

"Why should I feel I'm disgusting? Don't you know, pestering is also a type of strength."

She walked around her and prepared to leave.

Betty Anderson, on the other hand, remained calm and hugged her chest as she tapped her arm with the finger: "If you don't agree to my request, then I will come here everyday. Are you sure you want to see me everyday? Or could it be that you want me to tell the world that you are John Anderson's illegitimate daughter? "

With a cold snort, she walked to the front of Betty Anderson and stood at the same line of sight as her.

The loathing in her eyes had already turned into indifference: "Then you go and spread it, if one day, the whole world knows that I am the illegitimate daughter of the Anderson family, then won't I be able to rationally divide up the Anderson family's inheritance?"

"My dad married into the Anderson family, what right do you have to divide up the assets?"

"Based on the fact that your father is currently the biggest shareholder in the Anderson's Group, and I am his daughter."

"You ..." Betty Anderson was so angry that her face turned ugly.

With a disdainful smile, her eyes slightly raised, she gave her a slap and turned around to leave.

When dealing with shameless people, one could only use the same attitude in return.

After returning home, just as she was about to go to the kitchen to eat, William Walton called.

"I'm going to an event tonight, so I can't go to your apartment."

As she looked at the ingredients, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

However, she still said in a relaxed manner, "Got it, then I'll eat it myself."

Just as he was about to hang up, William Walton asked again: "Do you want to come with me to the event?"

But over and over again, her mind was in a state of chaos.

Thinking about how William Walton had been treating her well these past few days.

Then she thought about the photo in which he was with another woman today.

She covered her head with the quilt.

If William Walton could shift his gaze away from her from now on, it would be pretty good.

She sighed and closed her eyes.

Sleep.

At around 10 AM, the sound of a lock being unlocked came from the entrance.

She had not fallen asleep yet and she tightened her heart as she sat up.

Since her eyes had already adjusted to the darkness, she got off the bed in the dark. Barefoot, she walked to the corner, picked up the dumbbell, and returned to the door.

Before she could open the door, the bedroom door was already open.

She ducked behind the door on tiptoe.

At that moment, a black shadow flashed in.

In the darkness, she could see that he was very tall. If they were to clash head on, she would definitely be at a disadvantage.

She simply lifted the dumbbell and smashed it downwards.

At that moment, the shadow, seeing no one on the bed, turned around.

Seeing the dumbbell falling down, he quickly dodged.

However, even though his movements were too fast, he was still unable to completely dodge the attack.

The dumbbell fell from his shoulder.