Chapter 134 Not As Easygoing
been humiliated.
She was suspended from cla*s and expelled from the Olympiad Math team.
She even felt that if she had done nothing from the start and if she hadn’t gone to Cla*s One, perhaps none of what followed would have happened.
After returning from school, she indeed felt lost. What could she possibly do next?
She wondered if she would continue neglecting her studies like that.
Only when it became clear what she had to do did Eileen come to terms with everything.
After all, she made a promise to someone, to help him get into Hulbury University.
Suddenly, at that moment, the lock on the door outside turned, and the door was pushed
open.
Elm appeared, carrying two large bags. Seeing the person on the couch, he acted as if he hadn’t noticed them, and started stuffing the groceries he had just bought into the refrigerator. He even had a cucumber hanging from his mouth.
Eric spoke with an indescribable gloom. “Is this what you mean by living well? By mingling with him?”
“I never thought you would think of me this way. Then again, whatever I do is always wrong. This time, however, you really misunderstood. I was just… repaying a favor to Elm. He risked his life to save me. All I did was tutor him, helping him to successfully get into the university.” Finally, Eileen finished her painting, the first complete one.
She had stayed up all night to complete it. Peeling off the tape, she mounted the painting in the frame.
As a sensible high school boy, Elm had already put on his apron, ready to start cooking.
Elm opened the refrigerator and saw a plate of leftover fried chicken from the night before. “Do you want what’s left from yesterday? If not, I’m going to throw it out!”
Eileen replied, “It can still be eaten once it’s heated up later.”
“Okay.”
Leftover food? Eric was taken aback.
Eileen lived a life of luxury, never with a sight of leftovers on her dining table.
In the past, she was incredibly picky about food. Even fish had to be meticulously deboned
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for her, and even vegetables had to have their oil content strictly controlled. The list of foods she avoided was so long, it was impossible to count on one hand.
Her transformation was indeed beyond what Eric had anticipated.
Eric believed that no matter how well she disguised herself, there would come a day when her flaws would be exposed.
However, that wasn’t the case. Instead, she was accepting a life without luxurious clothes and exquisite meals, without a housekeeper to serve her.
“Is it because of this that you’ve forgotten who was hospitalized, who was choked?” Eric spoke openly, his tone somewhat icy.
Yes, back then, she did it all for Vera.
When Elm heard that, his hand trembled as he poured the oil.
Eileen accidentally cut her finger on the gla*s, blood seeping out. Without furrowing her brow, she wiped it away with a piece of paper, and said nonchalantly, “However, he has already paid the price, hasn’t he? Compared to what you did, Elm just has a bad temper. It’s just a bit of roughhousing among cla*smates.” His arms and legs were broken, and he had to lie in the hospital for several months. However, some people commit wrongdoings and never face punishment.
She didn’t want to continue the topic any further, turning to Eric with a faint smile. “Would you like to stay for dinner? His cooking isn’t too bad.”
Eric looked into her eyes, curved and innocent, pure and harmless. Yet, in those eyes, he saw a hint of alienation and unfamiliarity.
Rather than her calm demeanor, Eric wished for her to vent her anger hysterically in front of him. He would prefer if she didn’t pretend to be fine.
“However, there may not be any spare bowls, so you may have to make do with a plate. The other bowl was bought by Elm himself,” said Eileen.
Eric stood up, buttoning his black suit. Sternly, he said, “I’m giving you three days to pack your things. I’ll come to pick you up then.”
Without a second thought, Eileen flatly refused, “I’m not going back!”
You have no say in this. My foster father isn’t as tolerant as I am.” Then, Eric left.
Elm glanced back and said, “What are you standing there for? Come and help.”
He was washing spring onions, preparing to cook a meat dish.
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Collecting her thoughts, Eileen made her way to the kitchen.
Indeed, she was destined to come back sooner or later.
Every action she took would also be observed.
Eileen knew what awaited her next.
Once the meal was prepared, she settled at the peaceful dining table.
Eileen took a bite of a spring onion. “Tomorrow-”
“You haven’t even finished today’s meal, and you’re already thinking about what to eat tomorrow? You certainly have a lot on your mind!” Elm intentionally changed the subject, fully aware of what she was about to say.
“Elm, I will definitely help you get into Hulbury University.”
“And what about yourself?”
“Me too.”
“If the goal is set, the journey is never as smooth as one hopes. Disregard the process. As long as the goal is achieved, everything is fine, regardless of the means. Eileen, trust me, everything will improve.”
Eileen looked into Elm’s eyes with an unprecedented seriousness.
She had never seen him behave like that before.
She nodded with a smile. “All right.”
It was indeed quite unusual for him to use the word “trust.”
Eileen didn’t know what she would do if she lost that goal, what her heart was striving for.
After the incident, Eileen was indeed somewhat confused.
If, in the end, all her efforts still couldn’t alter her own future, then what was the purpose everything she had done?
She hoped that Elm wouldn’t end up like her.
After all, he still had a chance to live his own life.
I bet he’s not having a good time at the Smith residence. We’re actually quite similar, expendable, and often overlooked. The “trash” in everyone’s eyes. Since we’re trapped, we need an escape, thought
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After dinner, Eileen helped Elm with his Uprian revision. She had noticed his improvement over the past few days.
During the last geography test, Elm studied according to his notes and managed to score a fairly good grade of eighty-nine. He lost a few points due to the analysis of the last two questions.
The humanities subjects were all about memorization, so they were quite simple for him. They posed no challenge.
His previous poor performance was simply due to his lack of interest in studying. As long as he was willing to learn, Elm could outperform anyone.
At three in the afternoon, Eileen went to her extracurricular cla*s.
Elm also packed up his things and left for school.
During the lunch break, Elm had gone to find Eileen. When he returned to the cla*sroom, he seemed like a completely different person. He dragged his chair, tossed his backpack straight onto his desk, and propped his long legs up on the table. His loose school trousers slid down to his calves, and he exuded a defiant and icy aura. “Where is he?”
Charlie walked over and said, “Enough already! If you keep tormenting him like this, he’s going to lose his mind! Maybe we should just let it go. After all, Eileen is not in any trouble, right? Besides, the school suspension has nothing to do with him.”
Elm shrugged off the hand resting on his shoulder. Charlie’s expression faltered, and he pursed his l*ps. Albert led him aside, shaking his head at him.
“Why choose to be a mute dog when you could be a decent human?” Elm stood
up in frustration, kicking the table violently. His gaze swept over the room while everyone else bowed their heads. “Remember this, the only person who can bully Eileen is me. If anyone dares to spread rumors behind her back, and I find out who, I’ll take them to the school’s artificial lake to clear their mind!”
What Elm was referring to was none other than David Pratt, who intended to be Eileen’s benefactor.
At that time, Elm wasn’t at school, but it seemed like he knew everything about Eileen. David was having a tough time under Elm’s oppression.
The moment he arrived at school, he was like a wild dog off its leash. Regardless of whether cla*ses were in session or not, he single-handedly dragged David out. With one kick, he sent the guy flying five meters away.
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