Chapter 397

If that day were to come, I would rather leave by myself. I wouldn't want to see the Whites again, and I wouldn't yield to any pressure.

Perhaps Felix understood this point as well as how wrong his actions were, which was why he didn't insist. He let me go, and he let himself go too after some sincere talks.

It was like dealing with a mischievous child. The more you backed down, the more they pushed forward. Politely speaking, they were spoiled. They would naturally give up after realizing that there was no way out and that their attitude was unreasonable.

It was nearly ten when I returned to the dormitory. Surprisingly, Helen was back.

She was blow-drying her hair and wasn't surprised to see me back. Her pretty eyes scanned my face several times, as if she was looking for something.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's creepy," I said.

She smirked coldly and teased, "You returned with swollen lips after being pampered by your boyfriend in broad daylight."

What nonsense w