Chapter 1893
Chapter 1893: Three Months (Part 3)
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In front of Flossie Wright, he could never maintain that determination.
Whenever she wanted, she could overturn all his decisions.
Pausing for a moment, Flossie Wright glanced at him a few times.
Her gaze swept inch by inch over this man she wanted to be close to, but was always separated by countless barriers, still trying desperately to retain one last chance.
Unsure of her feelings.
A bit weary, but also somewhat softened.
She didn’t particularly like such earnest conversations.
When she made up her mind, a person trying to change her decision would normally annoy her the most, yet inexplicably, upon seeing this face and that unspeakable emotion of wanting to recover...
It wasn’t enough to sway her.
But there arose some unclear meaning.
Thus, Flossie Wright let out a long sigh.
Finally, Flossie Wright agreed with a word.
A single word.
Reaching an agreement.
Also indicating, she’s starting to yield.
Ultimately, she couldn’t blame anyone for that matter, and when she had to vent this grievance, she chose Glenn Hutchinson.
Vaguely aware of this, Flossie Wright was unwilling to dwell on it further.
This time, Flossie Wright left.
Glenn Hutchinson didn’t stop her.
Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, Glenn Hutchinson’s form stiffened slightly, then he lowered his head and looked at the trident folding knife stuck in his left shoulder.
A bitter smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Lacking a reason to submit a retirement application, Flossie Wright thus left the Office Building.
Then headed to the Dormitory building.
The clothes on her body, soaked in blood from last night’s battle, were entirely crimson, along with a terrifying cold killing aura, like a war god emerging from hell, coming out from the dark night, leaving only a profound icy impression on others.
People who saw her, all avoided her.
When Flossie Wright arrived downstairs at the Dormitory, she saw Rowdy Brightwill pacing in circles by the entrance.
"Flossie, you’re back!"
Upon seeing her, Rowdy Brightwill halted his anxiety and hurriedly ran to her.
Despite extreme worry, his face still showed a gentle smile.
"What’s going on, did Glenn Hutchinson bully you?" Concerned, Rowdy Brightwill looked at Flossie Wright while speaking, attempting to get closer.
Cold light flashed at the bottom of Flossie Wright’s eyes.
In the instant Rowdy Brightwill approached, another military knife slipped out from her sleeve and with a raised hand, it was placed across Rowdy Brightwill’s neck.
"Don’t mention his name to me again," Flossie Wright spoke coldly, murderous intent flickered in her eyes.
Suddenly stopping his steps.
𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
Rowdy Brightwill instinctively reacted with bewilderment; when he realized the knife was resting on his neck, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Rowdy Brightwill wasn’t afraid, he was shocked.
Exactly, what happened?
With the corner of his eye catching a glimpse of Flossie Wright’s right hand holding the knife, he inadvertently noticed the fresh blood staining her hand not completely dried, his eyelid couldn’t help but twitch.
However, at this moment, Flossie Wright snapped back.
A glint crossed her eyes and Flossie Wright retracted the military knife, then her voice softened slightly, "Sorry, I’m fine."
No matter what, she had no reason to vent her anger at others.
"No, nothing’s wrong."
Rowdy Brightwill forced a tense smile at the corner of his mouth.
In Flossie Wright’s current state, regardless of what she does, he couldn’t possibly mind.
He just wanted to know, what exactly happened to Flossie Wright.
— End of Chapter 1893 —