My Cruel Bullies Are Now My Loyal Puppies novel Chapter 10

The next day after class, I walked my usual route past the building with poor surveillance.

Blake attempted to embrace me as usual but was stopped when I stepped back.

He looked wounded.

The high-and-mighty academic star was learning helpless explanation for the first time.

"Tara, I'm sorry. I never thought things would turn out this way. I joined that stupid game just to go along with it, but my feelings for you are real."

"I'm sorry, Tara. I know I shouldn't have kept this from you, but I was afraid you'd find out and misunderstand. Can you please give me another chance? Don't break up with me. I'll make it up to you with everything I have."

He spoke somewhat incoherently, terrified I wouldn't hear him out.

But I stood there expressionless, saying nothing, as if silently pronouncing his death sentence.

This made his already pale face drain of all remaining color.

He stepped forward, trying to take my hand.

My cold gaze caused his outstretched hand to tremble and withdraw.

Seeing him so pleading, vulnerable, and confused, I finally spoke softly:

"Blake, I don't need affection that started with impure intentions."

This conversation with Blake opened the curtain on the bet's conclusion.

In truth, Blake's feelings for me contained some of that human trait of "perversity."

When a girl is within reach, you act distant and superior.

Once the deception is exposed, guilt naturally follows, making him regret his actions.

So I wasn't surprised when Blake appeared every day outside my classroom buildings.

I treated him as invisible, walking past.

Ignoring his increasingly gaunt appearance and hesitant attempts to reconnect.

This scene caused a dramatic shift in campus gossip.

The untouchable golden boy brought low by a girl.

A girl who was supposedly his "plaything" from a bet.

People couldn't help discussing it, sighing in amazement.

Some began wondering exactly who I was.

How had I not only escaped their trap but turned the tables so spectacularly?

My reputation on campus grew.

And it reached its peak thanks to Declan and Ethan.

Unlike Blake, these two weren't quite so proud.

They privately compared notes about certain details.

I didn't mind their investigation.

I knew that to save face, they'd gloss over the most important parts.

Declan remained fixated on my disappearance and the man I'd brought back.

At first, he tried to use this to counter the screenshots I'd shown them.

Until the day I walked past him embracing another girl, completely unfazed.

That's when he finally panicked completely.

Who taught this fool his techniques? What idiot tries to win a girl back using jealousy?

This world has no "chase your wife" dramas—only delusional relationship fantasies.

Declan hurriedly caught up to me from behind, frantically explaining:

"Tara, it's not what it looked like. She was just—"

"Just a friend helping you make me jealous," I finished for him.

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