After finishing breakfast, Steward and the driver took her to school.
Steward was still haunted by the look Angelia Wilson was back last night. Seeing her getting off the car, he gave her a little box.
“Ms. Wilson, take this please. For emergency needs.”
Angelia opened the box with confusion, finding a female self-defense taser inside.
“Why you give me this?”
Steward replied with earnest advice, “In case of emergency.”
Angelia felt speechless. It turned out that he didn’t know that her broken dress was Jonathan Miller’s works.
In case of what? Jonathan Miller was the very one she should step up her vigilance.
But it was Steward’s kindness.
“Thank you.”
Angelia smiled and put the box away. Then she turned and walked to the classroom.
Steward watched her back with a deep sigh.
Even though he had certain misunderstandings of Angelia when she married with Jonathan. But after this period he spent with her, he had learned that Mr. Miller’s wife was not so bad after all.
But Steward just didn't know when Mr. Miller would figure out.
Angelia put the taser into her bag. Taken a seat in the classroom, the head teacher came in.
He clapped his hands and raised his voice, his face beaming with joy.
“Guys, we have a new transfer student today. Though she missed the beginning at school, you guys will spent time together in next four years. Applause please. Welcome our new classmate--Angela Felix.”
Angelia looked up suddenly when she heard those words, sorting out her books.
Angela came in, dressing in heel and the cowherd shirt.
She stood on the platform, looking around the classroom with scorn.
“Hi, I’m Angela Felix.”
Hearing this, everyone quieted themselves.
Everyone knew that the anecdote that was increasingly discussed recently. It was said that Jonathan had a new sweetheart who was called Angela Felix outside. They always got together everyday.
They merely heard the name but never seen her before. At first glance, today, they were looking at Angelia.
Angela was really bold so that she deliberately transferred in the class where Jonathan’s wife studied. Knowing where she was, thus, it was totally an obvious provocation.
Everyone wanted to see how Angelia would react.
Unexpectedly, she did nothing.
Apparently, Mr. Li didn't notice the strange atmosphere at all and still tried to break the ice with a radiant smile.
“Angela Felix, pick one position you like, time to begin class.”
“Cool.”
Angela Felix went down straight to the position Angelia Wilson was near at carrying her own stuffs without thinking. She put down the books down heavily.
“That’s my place.”
She turned to look at Angelia Wilson with a smile.
“Angelia, am I under the wings of you, right?”
Angelia replied nothing. The classroom was full of dead silence.
Mr. Li laughed mirthlessly and opened her book.
“All right, guys, let's get started.”
Angela sat down and got near to Angelia Wilson.
She smiled and said to her in whispers, “We are in the same school again, Angelia Wilson.”
Angelia was suddenly frozen, along with reflecting memories of long ago.
Angela used to bully her and she enjoyed it. When they were in the orphanage, the dean got Angelia’s back.
Since they were in school, she tended to be more extravagant without the dean’s protection.
At the end of junior high school, she can’t go into a senior high school due to her bad grades. Nevertheless, Angelia was admitted to a senior high school and finally got rid off Angela Felix. Thus, she could live a undisturbed life in three years.
Three years later, what she didn’t expect that was that they were in a classroom again.
But this time, she would not let Angela bully her any more.
Angelia waited quietly for a morning, but Angela took no action.
In the afternoon, Angelia was puzzled, but she dared not to relax in the class.
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