This opened my eyes to a new understanding of Thalia Eve; she was far from the simple person we thought she was. But it seemed she really hadn’t lied to me. Could it be that Franco Yeris was just pretending?
“Alright, let’s leave it at that for now. I’ll observe a bit longer; I can’t bear to give up on his looks!” The thought of a stunningly handsome man slipping through my fingers was the most tragic thing.
………
“Lillie, you finally came to school.” I was warmly welcomed by my classmates early in the morning.
“I heard you injured your leg. I didn’t expect it to be true. How did you get hurt?” Joziah rushed over to support me, her eyes filled with curiosity, clearly determined to get an answer.
“My mom interrupted me,” I replied helplessly.
Once again, she made her signature move, “big eyes wide open.” “Joziah, you better blink, I know you’re speechless, but your eyes can’t fall out.”
“W-why were you interrupted? Did you really go on a blind date?”
“How do you know I took a dating leave?” I remembered I hadn’t told her.
“During the flag-raising ceremony, Ricky Aya said: ‘I hope all students recognize their responsibilities, especially the seniors, don’t think you’re above everyone else just because you have college admission qualifications and take dating leave.’”
“When she said that, she was gritting her teeth. We were all wondering who could make her so angry. It wouldn’t really be you, would it?”
Buzz—
I picked up my phone, “Adorable Little Frank” lit up on the screen. Under Joziah’s questioning gaze, I slid to answer. “Hello, Frank Frank.”
“What should I do, Pretty Lilly?” A deep, magnetic voice came through, and I saw Joziah’s eyes widening even more.
“What’s wrong?”
“I spilled milk and got my books dirty. What should I do?” The tone was a bit frantic.
“Use a tissue to soak up the milk.”
“Is Pretty angry?”
“No, hurry up, or it won’t get clean.”
“Oh! Okay, Pretty Lilly.”
“Your brother? So well-behaved! But the voice doesn’t quite match.”
“I don’t have a brother; that’s my blind date,” I answered her calmly.
“You really went on a blind date! Tell me, tell me quickly.”
I was just about to do that. I had to expose Ricky Aya’s true colors to prevent more innocent victims. I sat down and began to recount the whole story. More and more people gathered around, and soon, the entire class sat down, listening intently. Although my expression remained unchanged, my heart was racing with excitement.
Ah—
I’ve become the center of attention again! I believe in the power of word-of-mouth. Ricky Aya, just wait; the pain of a broken leg must be avenged.
Recently, a rumor has been circulating in Grammar Girls’ High School, from the seniors down to the first-year students: “The seemingly kind and gentle Principal Ricky Aya has a narrow mind and secretly harms senior students, causing them to break their legs.” Meanwhile, I receive calls from the same person day after day.
Thanks to my eloquent speech that day and my classmates’ kind spirit of preventing innocent victims, Ricky Aya’s actions spread from the senior floor throughout the entire school, including the teachers’ offices. Even foreign teachers received the translated version of the rumor. Along with this, my bold pursuit of dating leave and the greasy uncle’s transformation into a big cake earned me admiration and praise from classmates and younger students. I became a campus celebrity, and I should have been overjoyed, but lately, I’ve been feeling a bit irritable.
“Hello, Frank, what’s wrong with you again?” My tone was filled with helplessness and an unmistakable irritation.
“Pretty Lilly, I accidentally fell asleep in class and didn’t take notes. What should I do?”
Yes, that’s right. Every day, I receive similar calls from the same person, seeking help for trivial matters. Whenever he faces a choice or difficulty, he has to consult Pretty Lilly’s opinion. It’s very obedient, but I really can’t handle it.
Even with his stunning looks, I can’t take it anymore! I’m the least fond of trouble, but for him, I’ve become someone I don’t recognize. After a whole day of distress, I finally decided to choose freedom over beauty. What’s that saying? “Life is precious, love is even more valuable; if it’s for freedom, both can be sacrificed.” Although I really don’t want to let go of such a stunning man, compared to my annoyance, I just want to say: “Son, thank you for letting me experience what it feels like to be a mother, but right now, I just want to find a husband to marry. It’s not that you’re not good enough; it’s just that you’re really only suitable to be a son.”
“Thalia, I want to break up.”
“What? Break up? Are you talking about ‘Adorable Franco Yeris’?”
“Yes, we’re not suitable. I haven’t figured out how to be a mom yet.”
