Chapter 150 I Am An Idiot
In truth, Emrys‘ motive in groping Cordelia was to stop her from standing up for him.
However, Richard, Lydia, and Myles felt that Cordelia glared at Emrys because she blamed him for humiliating her and was livid.
Yes! This is great!
Over the moon, Myles was even more confident that he stood a chance at bagging Cordelia.
It looks like I’ve got to find a few more opportunities like this and take this man down a peg or two, thus intensifying Cordelia’s disdain toward him.
As Myles was thinking about it, Emrys voluntarily offered himself up to be shamed, much to the former’s surprise.
“Since you’re a graduate who studied abroad, Mr. Atkinson, it happens that there are a few words I can’t read. I wonder if you mind teaching me?” Emrys queried
The moment his words rang out, everyone’s expressions turned strange.
Even Cordelia swung her gaze to him with surprise written all over her face.
What’s wrong with you, Rys? The subject of illiteracy has obviously ended. Why did you take the initiative to bring it up again? Couldn’t you have waited to ask me at home if there are words you can’t read?
Puzzlement and irritation swamped her.
Myles, on the other hand, gathered his wits about him after a brief stupefaction and replied, “Haha, feel free to ask me any words you don’t recognize, Mr. Lund. I’ll definitely answer everything patiently.”
In all his twenty–odd years, he had never met someone like Emrys who had a wish to be humiliated. It was his first time seeing such a person that day.
“Yes, yes. Such an attitude is excellent. Why would you want to be uneducated? It’d be great to have Myles teach you a few more words. We should all be more civilized,” Richard and Lydia chimed in.
Their eyes brimmed with glee.
It was not that they had changed their minds about Emrys for real. Instead, it was because that was clearly a golden opportunity to showcase Emrys‘ inferiority and Myles‘ superiority. Thus, they were all too happy to second it.
Most importantly, Emrys himself offered them the opportunity on a silver platter. Consequently, Cordelia could not possibly blame them for it.
Sheer smugness pervaded them.
Emrys got to his feet to leave the private room, planning to head to the reception to borrow a pen and paper. Cordelia wanted to follow suit and dissuade him from his course of action, but he stopped her from standing up.
Chapter 1501 Am An Idiot
Hastily grabbing Cordelia’s hands, Lydia urged, “Emrys is merely eager to learn, Cordelia. Wouldn’t it be great to let him learn a few words? Let him go!”
He abruptly shot to his feet, the gentlemanly air he had maintained for the entire time disappearing into thin air at that moment. Argh! He’s downright despicable!
It was an acrostic four–stanza writing that ended up reading: I am an idiot.
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