Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Chapter 648 In The Same Class

Soon, the two of them reached the C1 district. Katherine’s place was further into the area, so they first arrived at Harper’s place.

“I’m here. What time are you going to school tomorrow?”

Celine was initially a little disappointed, but her eyes glinted at Harper’s words. “Six-thirty.”

“Okay. I’ll wait for you here at six thirty-five tomorrow.”

Harper spoke so matter-of-factly that Celine almost forgot that they were love rivals.

Taken aback by Harper’s proposal, Celine asked tentatively, “So, you’re going to school with me tomorrow?”

Harper exploded, “Don’t overthink it! You’re Lewinn’s sister, and since I’m going to be Lewinn’s girlfriend in the future, it only makes sense to get along with you. After all, I’ll be your sister-in-law in the future.”

Celine thought it was embarrassing to hear Harper, at the tender age of sixteen, speak of becoming her sister-in-law. She felt the heat creep onto her face. “I didn’t overthink it.”

She knew better than to expect an instant bond with Harper.

Celine glanced at Harper and hesitated for a moment before finally breaking the silence. “I... have no relations with Rowen. Do you really not like him anymore?”

For reasons unknown to her, Harper suddenly found herself in a tempest of irritation. “Ah, you’re annoying, Celine!”

And with those words, she spun on her heel and scampered into the mansion.

Celine’s face paled. She watched Harper’s retreating figure, then bit her lip and shifted her gaze to the tips of her own shoes. Did I say something wrong again?

Harper thought Celine was somewhat dense. I’ve already let go of Rowen for Celine. So why did she bring up Rowen again?

Back in her home, Harper suddenly thought of something. Ignoring her mother’s calls, she dashed over to the balcony.

The twilight hour was painting the sky with stunning hues, but her attention was elsewhere.

Looking down, she noticed a forlorn figure still standing at her front gate.

Suddenly, Harper felt her anger ebb away. “She doesn’t really think I hate her, does she?” Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

After a moment’s hesitation, Harper turned around and went back down.

Celine stood there for a while. When she was about to leave, she noticed Harper was out again. Not knowing what to say, she merely lifted her gaze to meet Harper’s.

Harper thrust a note into Celine’s hand. “This is my number. Send me a message when you leave your

place tomorrow.”

By the time Celine registered what happened, Harper had already retreated back into the mansion.

Unfolding the note, she saw a bold message scrawled at the top: You’re so dim, Celine! Below that was a string of numbers.

A smile spread across her face as she saved the number in her phone and carefully tucked the note into her diary. Only then did she make her way back home.

The sky was getting dark, and Celine quickened her pace.

A bicycle whizzed past her, but not for more than two seconds before it stopped right in front of her.

Rowen hopped off the bicycle and glanced back at Celine with a cock of his brows.

It’s already an hour after school. Why is she only getting home now?

Celine was surprised to see that it was Rowen. Recalling the basketball incident in the afternoon, she walked over and glanced at his arm.

There was a very obvious abrasion on his left forearm. Although it wasn’t severe, the bruise’s fiery red and purple hues stood out sharply against his pale skin, making it seem more gruesome than it was.

Seeing her standing there, motionless, Rowen grew impatient. “Did you forget your keys?”

Celine snapped out of her daze and quickly muttered, “I have them.”

She immediately fumbled for her keys to unlock the door.

Alexander and Sophia had been away from home for a few days. Sophia had asked Rowen to stay with Katherine for the time being.

As a matter of fact, Rowen would stay in the Lewis residence for a few days a year. Katherine had prepared a room filled with his clothes. It had essentially become Rowen’s second home.

He parked his bike, then cradled his basketball and made his way upstairs. His tall stature allowed him to ascend the stairs swiftly, overtaking Celine despite her head start.

Upon seeing him, Katherine greeted him as usual, “Wow, it’s only been a month and you’ve grown taller and more handsome, Rowie!”

“Aunt Katherine,” Rowen greeted.

Katherine had also noticed Celine, who was right behind Rowen. She approached the girl and smiled as she said, “Celine, this is my best friend’s son I’ve told you before, Rowen Xenos. Rowie, this is Celine. She goes to the same school as you, so make sure to take good care of her, okay?”

Rowen looked at Celine and said, “We’re in the same class.”

Surprised, Katherine exclaimed, “Even better! Celine is rather introverted, so do take her along with you.”

“Understood, Aunt Katherine.”

While they were talking, Joshua and Lewinn made their way upstairs.

Rowen greeted them and said, “I’m going to go change in my room.”

Then, he headed to the third floor.

Seeing Celine still carrying her school bag, Katherine suggested that she returned to her room as well.

Celine followed behind Rowen to head upstairs.

It was only then did she realize that Rowen’s room was just across from her own.

Rowen cast a glance at her before entering his room. Feeling somewhat abashed, she scurried back to hers.

After putting her bag down, Celine noticed iodine and disinfectant swabs lying on the table. She pursed her lips, then picked them up and went to the room opposite hers.

Rowen had just pulled off his trousers when he heard a knock on the door. He casually threw on a shirt and sauntered over to answer the door. Seeing Celine standing there, he arched his brow in curiosity and asked, “What’s up?”

He did not put on his shirt properly, revealing a strip of a firm abdomen.

Celine, with her head lowered, looked up and happened to catch a glance of it. Her mind whirled, and after a few seconds of stunned silence, she finally found her voice. “Thank you for this afternoon. This

is for you.”

With a flushed face, she practically shoved the iodine and swabs into Rowen’s hands before spinning around and dashing back into her room.

The door closed behind her with a resonating thud. Celine leaned against the door, her cheeks red as a tomato.

Rowen clicked his tongue, feeling quite perplexed, and it was only then he noticed the state of his attire.

Crap!

His ears turned red.

With a swift tug, he adjusted his shirt, then promptly placed the items that Celine had given him on a nearby desk.

I don’t need these for such a minor injury.