She Killed My Ex

Chapter 103 Being My Girlfriend

Chapter 103 I Can't Help Kissing You

It was a sunny day. Caroline wrapped her coat tightly in the blazing sun. There were few people walked along the path today, but whenever someone passed by her, she would receive odd looks.

"Is there something wrong with her brain?"

A young couple passed behind her and looked back at her again. Although they didn't speak in front of Caroline, they didn't deliberately lowered their voices.

She was accustomed to their comments which sounded behind her, and the surprised expression of people who passed by occasionally.

Looking up at the scorching sun in the sky, she understood how frightening her costume was in other's eyes.

When everyone was wearing T-shirts, shorts and skirts, she was wrapped tightly without any exposed skin.

Looking at her long-sleeved shirt, she regretted not wearing a thicker coat.

She felt bursts of pain from her bones. At this time, another young couple riding a bicycle wobbled next to her.

The girl wore a white skirt and the boy was dressed in a white shirt. The girl was so bright and animated that Caroline could hear their brisk chat from afar.

"Let's go to the amusement park later. It's a lovely day. We'll have a good time."

"OK. Good idea. Let's go to the amusement park."

"How about camping tonight? I bought a tent."

While they were chatting, the bicycle passed by Caroline.

"Hello! Wait a minute."

"What?" The young couple were surprised. The boy stood on one foot and stopped the bicycle. "You called us?" He looked Caroline up and down. The boy was quite handsome. He frowned with suspicion. "What's the matter?" Was she a lunatic?

Caroline was stunned. She didn't want to stop them, but she couldn't help speaking.

"Are you all right?" The girl with short brown hair in the back seat tilted her head, stretching out one hand and shaking it in front of Caroline.

Caroline was still in a daze.

Why did she suddenly stop two strangers?

"You want to ask for directions? That's okay. My boyfriend is a knowledgeable person and he is familiar with the way in this area."

The girl's voice was full of youthful vitality. Caroline hurriedly lowered her eyelids and blinked. She raised her hand to inadvertently wipe the corner of her eyes, and then she said warmly, "According to the weather forecast, it's going to rain today."

After saying this, she turned and left. She was lame, so she was staggering. It seemed that her pace was a little hurried.

The conversation between the young couple was getting farther away.

Caroline could faintly hear the girl asked, "Does the weather forecast predict it will rain today?"

The boy also looked puzzled. "Maybe she was wrong? But she is really a good person."

The voice gradually faded away, and Caroline smiled wryly. Was she a good person?

If they knew she had been in prison, would they still say she was a good person?

Walking aimlessly, when she looked up again, Caroline froze. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Under the banyan tree, a man with a white shirt and khaki pants came into view.

He stood in the shade of the tree with his hands in his pockets, smiling at her with white teeth, as if the air was full of romance.

In a trance, Caroline seemed to see the summer of that year.

Under a banyan tree taller than this one, a boy stood in the shade of the tree with a white shirt, khaki pants and white sneakers. She trotted over in a hurry, and he looked impatient and urged lightly, "You are too slow. Hurry up, otherwise I will go first."

Even so, he still stood under the banyan tree, waiting for her quietly.

When did that happen?

When she was in grade three in junior high school.

When did their relationship become frosty, unchangeable, strange and distant?

Unexpectedly, she couldn't remember

"Bentley..." she dimly whispered to the man in the shade of the tree.

Suddenly, the man standing under the tree briskly called her with a clear voice, "Caroline, I knew that I could meet you here."

Hearing his voice, Caroline came to her senses after trembling. She looked at the man under the tree with his hands in his pockets. A wry smile appeared on her face.

He was Antonio, not Bentley.

"Hello, Mr. Tucker."

She greeted the man under the tree warmly and politely.

Antonio grinned with white teeth, tilting his head and saying to her, "Come here. Why are you standing so far away?"

He waved at her.

Caroline slowly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Tucker, are you waiting for me?"

If she didn't mishear him he did say so just now.

"Yes, I'm waiting for you." Antonio said briskly, "Caroline, you haven't answered me yet. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

Caroline looked dumbfounded.

"I went to Govine for an urgent project. This morning, I came back by air. As soon as the plane landed in Lehcaster, I came here because I knew I can meet you here.

"Caroline, can you be my girlfriend?"

Caroline's heart beat faster. She looked up at a pair of brilliant eyes. His eyes were completely different from Bentley's. She kept staring blankly at his handsome and charming face.

There was some confusion in her mind. She stood there and looked at Antonio's face for a long time.

"If you continue staring at me, I'll kiss you."

All of a sudden, Caroline heard Antonio's voice.

She was shocked and looked up in a trance, blinking. "What?"

Seeing her expression, Antonio couldn't help laughing. "Like this." Then a dark shadow pressed down, Caroline only felt warmth on the lips flashing away.

"You stared at me for so long. I can't help kissing you."

With eyes lit up in an instant, Antonio stared at Caroline. "Your ears reddened."

Hearing this, Caroline's ears turned redder.

"Caroline." Antonio suddenly stretched out his hands to wrap her hands into his big palms and held them in front of his chest. "Be my girlfriend."

He had been in Govine for so long and had considered many things. Finally, he was very sure that he wanted to be with Caroline. For no reason, he was fascinated by her coyness.

Every kiss with her could give him a great experience.

In addition to appearance, a man would also be attracted by other characteristics of a woman.

Every time he teased her, he could be in a pretty good mood.

"Caroline, be my girlfriend." He said, "I can protect and take care of you."