Cathy was frozen in place. It was a long time before she covered her lips and cried.
Duke actually loved Wendy Grant?
Cathy felt it was like a joke, a clown jumping in front of them.
Damn Wendy Grant, she had long known that Duke liked her, but she didn't say a word, just to see her jokes.
At this moment, Cathy pushed all her mistakes into Wendy's body. She felt that Wendy's intention was intentional.
Duke returned to the room and saw that Wendy Grant was leaning lazily on his bed, holding a cup of books in her hands. When she saw him, she immediately smiled: "Are you done with your business?"
Duke went straight to the bedside and sat down along the bed. He looked at the girl in front of him brightly: "Cathy confessed to me just now. I told her about our relationship."
"Then what did she reflect?" Wendy Grant asked curiously.
"She can't accept it, as if she's been hit." Duke sighed.
"You feel bad?" Wendy Grant's face changed. She turned her back and looked like she didn't care.
Duke's handsome face panicked, and he quickly reached out to hold her shoulders. He explained helplessly: "Of course I'm not heartbroken.
"If you don't make it clear once, there's boundless entanglement. You can't be soft—hearted." Wendy Grant bit her lower lip and reminded him.
"I made it clear this time. She should understand." Of course, Duke understood the relationship.
"I've also been friends with her for some time. Until now, I haven't seen clearly what kind of person she is. Duke, am I too overbearing?"
"No, you're quite reasonable." The man replied with a strong desire to survive.
Wendy Grants pouted and laughed, then she let him go: "Okay, go and take a shower. I have to sleep.
Duke nodded his head and went to take a bath.
That night, Duke slept on the bedside of Wendy Grant's bed, guarding her and protecting her.
The next morning, Cathy finished her injection early in the morning. With a dark face, she sat outside the door of the clinic waiting for the car.
After eating breakfast, she decided to go back to the village, just in the same car as Cathy.
She carried her backpack and walked over. Cathy stared at her with hatred. "Wendy Grant, in your eyes, am I just a joke?"
"You think too much, I don't think so." Wendy Grant sat down in a position opposite her and replied quietly.
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier about you and the instructor?" Cathy was even more resentful.
"I reminded you, but you can't hear a single word." Wendy Grant said disapprovingly.
"You did it on purpose. You're really insidious." Cathy was so angry that she could not hear anything.
Wendy Grant did not want to care about her.
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