Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 1676

Chapter 1676 

Skyler was taken aback when something brushed past her head, instinctively ducking down, but then, a moment later, a plastic water bottle-thankfully empty-bounced off her shoulder. 

Skyler’s gaze snapped up, locking eyes with Zavier’s piercing stare. His lips twitched, as if to say, “Chin up, don’t be a chicken.” 

Straightening up, Skyler sat tall and proud, refusing to show any signs of weakness. 

Just then, Amanda came trudging back, arms wrapped around a pack of bottled water she’d failed to distribute. 

Zavier’s attention drifted away, gaze wandering off to some distant point in the stands. 

Amanda caught the tail end of his diverted attention and looked at Skyler with widened eyes. “Oh my gosh, Skyler, was Zavier just checking you out?” 

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Skyler dismissed it with a wave of her hand. “No, don’t be ridiculous.”e2 

Amanda let out a dramatic sigh. “Such a shame.” 

The halftime break was fleeting. Some players were benched, but Zavier was still in the game, shining like a star. He played as if fatigue was a foreign concept to him, racking up more points than anyone else and stealing the spotlight with every move. 

The crowd roared his name, their cheers a thunderous wave of admiration. By the end of the game, Zavier had amassed a small army of adoring fans. 

Good times always passed quickly, and the game ended without anyone noticing. 

Skyler’s friends dashed off, eager to hand out their water bottles to the players, only to return, spirits deflated. Out of the three, only Emma managed to give hers away. 

Amanda slumped, crushed by the weight of her disappointment. “This is the pits. I didn’t catch the eye of the first guy I liked in college. Does this mean I’m destined to be single for the next four years?” 

Vivian tried to console her. “You’ve got me, so it’s not all bad.” 

Emma, barely able to contain her glee, quickly steered the conversation away from her success. “Skyler, didn’t you fancy anyone?” 

Skyler shook her head. “I’m more into making money.” 

As if on cue, a sweaty player in a jersey approached Skyler. “Hey, Skyler!” 

Her speech during the opening ceremony had made her somewhat of a campus celebrity. All eyes suddenly turned from the court to 

her. 

Caught off guard, she stammered, “Can I help you?” 

The player extended a basketball toward her. “This is for you. I hope you like it.”