True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 1239

"Gary, you're back?" Grace stared at Gary. "Your classmate is here to see you."

Gary walked over and glanced at Celeste.

Celeste's face was tingling from his gaze. She stood up and said in a low voice, "Gary, you're back? I want to have a chat with you."

"What's there to talk about?" Gary's tone was cold and indifferent.

Grace immediately frowned. "What's with that attitude? Your classmate is here to see you; shouldn't you talk to her nicely?"

Gary glanced at his mother and softened his temper a little. Nevertheless, he still said the same sentence indifferently, "Celeste, what is there for you to come all this way to my house to talk about?"

"You know why I am here." Celeste mustered up her courage and said, "The thing we talked about yesterday."

"I don't really care," Gary replied and didn't seem to want to say too much. He turned around and walked upstairs. "I respect everyone's opinion. You don't have to ask for my consent."

After that, he went upstairs and did not intend to stay to entertain his classmate at all.

Grace became anxious all of a sudden.

"Gary."

However, Gary didn't stop and continued to head upstairs.

Celeste also became anxious. She asked, "Auntie, can I go up and talk to him privately?"

Grace nodded quickly. "Go ahead. He doesn't have a good temper, but don't be afraid. I will talk some sense into him."

Celeste hurried to follow him.

Gary had long legs, and thus, in a flash, he had climbed up the stairs. His movements were extraordinarily quick.

Celeste trotted upstairs and tried to catch up with him as she didn't want to miss his room.

When she saw Gary going up to the third floor, she followed as well.

He only stopped and glanced back at Celeste when he had reached a doorway.

Celeste stopped and looked at him in a daze, a little hesitant.

Gary's expression changed as he asked, "Celeste

White, who allowed you to come up here?" "Me," Celeste pursed her lips and stammered, "I wanted to come myself."

Gary scoffed in a mocking manner.

Celeste's heart skipped a beat. But this time, she was determined, so naturally, she would not be stopped by his taunt.

She mustered up her courage and stepped forward before she said, "I have to ask you again because I know that I am going to regret it if I don't come and ask you myself."

Gary glanced at her and narrowed his eyes. He then took a step forward, opened the door, and stepped into his room.

Dumbfounded, Celeste hurried to follow him and entered the room.

She stood at the door and saw that the room was spacious, with a toilet and a bathroom.

Furthermore, his bed was huge, and the quilt was grey.

The desk was humongous, and the bookshelves were filled with books.

It was a typical boy's room, grey and tough.

For some reason, Celeste felt her heart aching a little. Why was his room so greyish?

He always looked so gloomy, and he wasn't a talkative person. The only time he spoke was when he was refuting other people, which always made people speechless. Nevertheless, she inexplicably wanted to get close to him.