A silence fell; no one understood better than Fiona Sutton that this matter was indeed a dilemma.
For Charles Northwood, it was the hardest.
Sure enough, he stood there, his face heavy with seriousness.
"Alright, thank you so much for your kindness, I'm leaving."
In the blink of an eye, she had already packed her few belongings and left directly.
The sun was glaring, as if foretelling that summer was soon to arrive.
Back at school, Fiona Sutton was as casual as always, like a tomboy.
She didn't expect that as soon as she entered the campus, she would see Tara Jameson.
"Hello, Senior Sister."
Tara Jameson greeted very politely, but Fiona Sutton still caught a hint of jealousy on her face.
Yes, it was jealousy.
Fiona Sutton knew about the situation between her and Charles Northwood, and she hated being misunderstood even more.
"There's nothing more than friendship between Charles Northwood and me."
