My Destined Lover

“Peeping is bad behavior, Mrs. Wilson.” Laura said.

Mrs. Wilson was so embarrassed that the slap on the window was no longer a piece of paper but a cold slap.

She bit her lip, and furiously said, “It’s just a lecture. I can’t even look at it?!”

She stomped on her high heels and left the Class 8 window. She hated Laura even more.

…

Weekend.

On this day, a dozen students from Class 8 organized a party.

They invited Lucy and Laura to join them. Laura was not interested, but she couldn’t stand Lucy’s insistence, so she had to agree.

The colorful lights were dazzling, and the singing was even deafening. The crowd played various games

“Laura!” Lucy tugged Laura by the corner of her coat, “Aren’t you coming to play with us?”Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Laura shook her head, “No.”

Her voice was muffled by the loud music, but Lucy understood her movement, “No? It’s no fun for you to come here and not play together!”

Laura still shook her head. She now felt a little headache from the noise.

Laura leaned over to Lucy’s ear and shouts, “I’m going to go to the bathroom!”

Lucy was playing with some of her friends, and nodded absently, “Go ahead!”

Laura washed her face in the bathroom and stared at herself in the mirror with a wet face, which made her feel alive. After drying her hands and face, she prepared to go out.

“Ah!”

Only a few steps away, she bumped head–on into a broad chest.

“Sorry.” Laura reflexively apologized and then had to walk around the man in front of her.

“Laura, wait a minute. I need to talk to you.” The man had no intention of letting her go, but his long arms reached out and blocked her path.

Laura stopped, wary, but showed a big smile, “Yes, I’m Laura, what can I do for you?”

“Nothing.” Eric gave her a condescending look, only to find an irritating smile on her face. His niece, it was because of such a smile that she was bewitched, right?

“Just a word. Stay away from Lucy.”

Hearing that name, the smile faded on her face.

She asked rhetorically, “Why do you care how I get along with Lucy? Who are you to meddle in her social circle?”

Eric’s voice was low, “Because I’m her uncle!”

“Oh.” Laura said calmly, “And?”

Eric was irritated by her perfunctory attitude. He took a step forward to approach her, and said coldly, “You’re a bastard of the Taylor family. You’ve managed to make friends with Lucy. Don’t think I don’t know that you are approaching her with ill intentions…”