“The Young Master’s medicine is produced overseas”, he said, scrambling for an excuse, “It can’t be bought here”.“That’s fine. Just let me know the name, and the specifics of my husband’s condition. I plan to ask my professor about it, he’s a renowned practitioner of medicine; he might be able to help us find a cure”.Bruce met Jane’s expectant gaze, at a loss for words. His gaze drifted to the upper storey, where Ethan watched them unsmiling. Is this some kind of show to him? “The medicine…”He whipped out his phone and searched for the names of several medicines, skimming over them and reciting a list of ingredients at random.“The doctor modifies the medicine according to the Young Master’s condition”, he added, after a moment’s consideration, “so I’m not quite sure what exactly he needs for his next dose”.“Does he also take medicine to aid in that area?”“That area?” Bruce echoed, confused.Jane coughed politely, a flush rising to her cheeks. I am a medical student, she reminded
“The nerve of you to show your face here, little sl*t. To think that filth like you exists in this world!”Jane pushed back her seat and stood, raking a cold gaze over the crowd around her. During her meal, she had heard a group of students sniggering at her but she hadn’t bothered with them.There wouldn’t have been a point rebutting whatever rumors they were cooking up; people would talk and spread nonsense as they pleased. But now that they were right in front of her, she couldn’t just sit back and do nothing.She had thought back on the texts Ivy had sent her before she had come down to the cafeteria. Someone had dug up her old pictures to compare with her now and claimed that she had hooked up with a rich man to get her hands on those branded, luxury goods.All because of two outfits which she had gotten on discount. It left her speechless, it was so illogical and so unbelievable. What was wrong with these people, to go to such contemptible lengths?“Who are you and why did you po
It was one thing for Jane to hurl the contents of her plate at Linda, and it was another thing to physically strike her.“You don’t seem to be thinking clearly so this is a wake up call for you. Do you take me for a pushover?”Linda clutched her cheek. Her face was burning red and she was still soaked in soup. Eyes watched her from every direction, including the dreamy Brock Davenport who was staring at her coldly. It was the last straw for her. She lunged at Jane heedless of the consequences.In the blink of an eye, Brock had shoved her away, shielding Jane behind him.“Stop this, Linda”.Linda was about to lose her mind. Every fiber of her being was on edge, leaving her an unstable wreck full of rage.“I'm your classmate, Brock. She slapped me and you’re protecting her? Are you under some kind of spell?”“This has nothing to do with him”.Jane spoke before he could, “Linda, you slandered me and tarnished my good name. If you can’t prove any of your allegations, then you owe me an apo
“A date?”Jane’s astonished gaze swiveled to Darren. What is he saying? She and Brock weren’t dating and he knew it!“I’m trying to clear your name”, he told her quietly, “Just play along, will you?”“But I — ”“I know there’s nothing between you and him. I’m doing this so Linda will back off. Trust me”.Jane exhaled a breath of resignation and removed his arm from her shoulder. He didn’t resist, instead exchanging a glance with Brock. The other senior looked equally surprised at his words but it was clear he understood when he announced it.“Me and Jane are dating”An uproar rose from the crowd. Brock Davenport, dating a girl in school?Linda was stunned, she must have heard something wrong, there was no way Brock Davenport could be in love with that wh*rish Jane!“I don’t believe it!” she bursts out.“I couldn’t care less what you believe”, Darren scoffed.“Jane is Brock’s girlfriend, she didn’t hook up with anyone outside of school. Linda, you ought to apologize for slandering her!”
Jane’s eyes widened as if in shock. Brock’s gaze simmered, he hadn’t thought that Darren was capable of screwing someone over like this.“Your Senior just likes to joke around”, he said hastily, trying to salvage the situation.“Aren’t you well aware of that by now?”Darren threw an arm around him in a brotherly gesture. “Why so bashful?”, he asked with a smirk.“If you like someone, you ought to tell them”Brock shoved him away, red faced, Jane laughed awkwardly.“Ok, ok, I’ll stop”.Darren’s smile never left his face, “True, I said you two were a couple, but couples can break up. You could do so now if you want. Just remember to make it clear to everyone”.Jane nodded in understanding.“But this will mean sacrificing Senior Brock’s reputation. I…”“Brock is magnanimous by nature. It may be a sacrifice, but not a hard one. Besides, those girls were bothering him too so you’re helping him also by pretending to be his girlfriend. Isn’t that right, Junior?”Darren nudged him with an elb
“You think too plainly sometimes, Jane. On occasion, it pays to be flexible. The Seniors are helping you out and you want to break things off? What will the two of them think?”Jane pondered her words for a while, trying and failing to come up with a better solution. She felt a stab of resentment at whoever had started the rumor to begin with.“I wonder which troublemaker started spreading those rumors about me…”Ivy too, thought that those rumors were sickening. Worst of all, they tarnished Jane’s good name.“I’ll help you look into it, if I can’t find out then I’ll ask Brock for help. He’s sure to have greater connections and resources than us both”Jane nodded but inwardly, she still wished she could uncover the truth herself. If Brock helped her, then she would owe him yet another favor and she disliked bothering him unless she had to. The situation was still fresh in her mind when she returned to the mansion, leaving her in a bad mood.Ethan saw her staring idly at her food and as
The next morning, Ethan came downstairs and was greeted with the sight of his little wife with an apron tied around her waist, her lips moving as she mumbled to herself.“You’re up, dear”, she said when she saw him, “Breakfast is ready”.She helped him push his wheelchair to the dining table. Ethan studied her, her smile was radiant enough to rival the sun streaming in from the windows. “If I could have a good morning kiss…”, he said, “… it would certainly improve my appetite”.Jane eyed her husband. What was with him, this man in his thirties, always pestering her for kisses?Begrudgingly, she gave him a peck on the lips. “Will this do?”“If you’re going to put it that way, no”.Jane pouted and fell silent. When he caught sight of her expression, Ethan’s mouth flattened into a thin line, he began eating without another word.After they were done with breakfast, Ethan was quiet for a while before speaking up.“Jane, it’s the weekend tomorrow so we have to make a trip to the family hom
“Bruce is one of our staff, you’ve already inspected him. But I am the Young Mistress of the Harrington family. Laying a hand on me without my permission is akin to violating me!”The guards regarded her with undisguised contempt. The Young Master couldn’t even walk without help, who did his wife think she was?Even if they forced themselves on her, what could one man — and a cripple — do to stop them?“Please cooperate with us, Young Mistress!”The guard’s tone invited no argument. Without waiting for a reply, he stretched out a hand to search her body.Ethan gave a brief cough.Immediately, Bruce brandished a dagger and stabbed the guard who had dared to touch Jane.It had all happened in a flash.Jane’s eyes widened, she grabbed Ethan’s wheelchair and retreated back a few steps. Meanwhile the other three guards were left reeling, in shock that Bruce would be so bold as to resort to violence in the Harrington household.They reached for their weapons, ready to retaliate before a man’