Chapter 194
Chapter 194, Episode 026: Accidentally Protected a Weakness (9)
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Meanwhile ——
Behind a nearby building, Flossie Wright and Becca Reyes overheard their conversation. However, unlike Becca’s anxiousness, Flossie appeared exceptionally calm.
The awkwardness revealed Janice Wood’s true feelings.
If Janice could confidently ask Winsley Scott for his phone number, then Flossie would find it strange.
"I’m afflicted with terminal awkwardness..."
Becca Reyes covered her forehead, mumbling to herself, wishing she could help Janice out with this situation.
How hard could it be to ask for a phone number?
When she realized she was attracted to Calvin Ramos, Becca didn’t hesitate at all to exchange phone numbers with him. There was no awkwardness, and although she took time to prepare her confession, she wasn’t that nervous.
If she liked him, she would let him know.
That was how Becca thought. She only started considering the other person’s thoughts after being rejected.
After all, no matter how much she liked him, if she didn’t succeed in winning him over, it would all be for nothing...
Just as Becca Reyes was feeling embarrassed about Janice Wood and Winsley Scott’s rigid atmosphere, she suddenly saw Flossie Wright move. Becca, who was standing further back, immediately grabbed Flossie Wright’s shoulder, asking sternly, "What are you thinking of doing?"
Flossie Wright casually glanced at her, took Becca’s hand and slowly pulled it off, staring back at her and sincerely replied, "Get the phone number for you."
Becca sighed inexplicably. She was just about to stop Flossie, but Flossie moved faster, dodging her clawlike attack, and in the next moment, she disappeared from behind the wall, walking towards Janice Wood and Winsley Scott.
Watching Flossie walk away, Becca Reyes didn’t dare to make a big fuss. She could only watch Flossie’s tranquil back, holding her head in heartache, thinking she was overly protective...
Wasn’t it a small matter? Was it necessary for her to step in?
Wait, hold on...
What did she mean by getting the phone number for her?
Suddenly focusing on this phrase, Becca Reyes had an epiphany. She no longer sought to stay behind, and accelerated to catch up with Flossie Wright.
On the other side, the awkward duo.
Janice Wood pondered for a long time before finally mustering the courage to ask. Her gaze flitted uncertainly around the person in front of her before finally landing on the flush of their face. Despite curiousity, she didn’t dwell on it. She half-closed her eyes and finally asked, "Can I ask... "
Before she could finish her sentence, a hand landed on her shoulder.
Startled, Janice Wood looked around and saw a calm, refined face, Flossie Wright, who had an almost indifferent smile on her lips.
Following that, Janice heard Flossie’s casual voice —
"Mind giving me your phone number?"
Looking at the sudden appearance of Flossie, Winsley Scott didn’t have time to figure out what was happening before he heard Flossie ask this question. His mind became a mess, and his eyes widened in confusion, completely unable to understand the situation.
Who needs the phone number?
Janice Wood or Flossie Wright?
Winsley Scott felt more and more puzzled. Fortunately, Flossie’s appearance broke the awkward atmosphere between him and Janice Wood. Compared to the previous tension, he was now mostly confused.
Flossie, noticing Winsley Scott’s disoriented state, saw someone hurrying over from the corner of her eye. She squinted slightly and nonchalantly added, "We’re asking for Becca Reyes."
"Eh?" Winsley Scott let out a surprised sound, still not quite catching up with the situation. His reflexive question was, "Who is Becca Reyes?"
No sooner had his words left his mouth than Becca Reyes arrived beside Flossie. Before she could even get angry, she heard Winsley’s innocent questioning and her anger immediately redirected towards him.
And here she was, thinking of ways to help him pursue Janice!
Now, Becca Reyes was like a mute who had swallowed a bitter pill. She couldn’t speak out about her grievances.
The whole thing could have been easily explained. After all, even Janice, who was somewhat emotionally challenged, could understand how she had hinted at wanting Winsley’s phone number.
She thought this would be the perfect lure for Janice. Who would’ve thought she’d end up shooting herself in the foot?
She had wasted so much effort in vain...
Meanwhile, Winsley Scott, upon seeing Becca’s dark face, finally put two and two together. He panicked and began to clumsily apologize to her, "Ah, sorry, sorry, I couldn’t remember you for a moment."
Grinding her teeth, Becca was seething with anger.
Who admits to forgetting something right to one’s face? He’s so stupid!
However, before she had a chance to vent her anger at Winsley Scott and explain, Flossie knocked her arm and said with a clear voice, "Hey."
Angrily, Becca gave Flossie a fierce glance. But—
Before she could examine Flossie’s face, she found herself staring off into the distance.
The sun had already set, and the evening was somewhat dark. However, the street lights within the base were lit. She could clearly see every detail, except for in some particularly isolated corners.
And now, Becca Reyes could clearly see the figure standing there.
Calvin Ramos.
He seemed to have just come out of the mess hall after his meal. Even in camouflage uniform, the refined man was very pleasing to the eye. Unlike the other soldiers in camouflage, his aura was less rugged and hot-blooded but equally masculine.
Now, he paused, looking in their direction with the same gentle expression and even greeted them with a slight smile.
It was now Becca’s turn to freeze. She began to wonder...
He hadn’t heard their conversation, had he?
However, the thrilling events had not yet come to an end.
Among the continuous shocks, Winsley Scott, who had been in a daze, began to react slowly. However, he didn’t notice Becca’s sudden change of expression.
"Sorry, Becca Reyes, but I can’t give you my number because the person I like is Janice Wood!"
Becca Reyes: "..."
Janice Wood, surprised, widened her eyes.
This time, Flossie Wright couldn’t help but put her hand to her forehead in resignation.
— End of Chapter 194 —