My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 6

In the end, after her speech, Sophia returned to her seat under the crowd’s scrutiny.

Among the large group of goody-two-shoes university students, Sophia stood out with her pretty face and bold clothes. Her affairs spread like wildfire throughout the university after what happened just now.

The freshman orientation ended soon, and everyone got up to leave the auditorium.

Sophia took her time and walked out of the auditorium when there were less people. Nothing happened when classes started over the first few days in the university. Nevertheless, there were the freshman orientation, freshmen meeting, hostel distribution and the works.

My priority right now is to win the lawsuit to prove my innocence. Otherwise, Bayside University might expel me over this distasteful incident.

It was impossible for Sophia not to know who had set her up.

Dr. Clayton was the one who ruined my reputation. As long as I follow the clues and continue investigating him, I should be able to uncover interesting things, Sophia thought to herself while walking out of the auditorium. She walked along the boulevard to the parking booth to look for her motorbike. The freshman orientation had almost ended by then, and so students were leaving one after another. Most sophomores and juniors had yet to return to the university, and so there weren’t many people on the boulevard. There were the occasional students along the route, but those were rare.

Suddenly, Sophia came to a complete halt in her steps because there was a couple in front of her entangled in a make out session. She thought the back view seemed rather familiar. Isn’t that Richard and Xyla?

The guy had a clean white shirt on, whereas the girl was wearing a crisp, white sundress. They looked like a prince and princess who had just walked out of a fairytale. In fact, they looked like a match made in heaven.

This scene looks familiar.

A year ago, I had the worst fight with Richard in our relationship over something similar to this scene. That day, I walked out of the high school library and witnessed a handsome couple making out passionately in the grove. I felt my world crumbling around me at that moment, and there was a ringing sound in my ears. I felt as if someone was stabbing my heart repeatedly.

I always knew that Xyla had a crush on Richard. I just didn’t expect them to end up together.

I was stupid enough to expose them on the spot. Richard and Xyla kept apologizing to me profusely. I lost it and slapped Xyla so hard that she got a nosebleed. In the end, Richard spat, “I didn’t expect you to be so unreasonable.” Then, he left with a weeping Xyla.

From then on, Richard and I couldn’t return to the way things were before, and we started a cold war.

I just entered senior year in high school, and schoolwork was getting even more demanding. I felt increasingly pressured with the cold war I had with Richard; coupled with the sudden change in weather, I came down with a cold. Hence, I was forced to get some medication from the high school hospital. Unexpectedly, Dr. Clayton diagnosed me as two-months pregnant after giving me a once-over when I was merely having a cold.

Furthermore, there were many students in the hospital that day. Rumors of my pregnancy spread because I was a well-known figure, who often represented the student body, and had received many awards along the way.

I was well aware of whether or not I was pregnant. I’d been together with Richard since sophomore year in high school. We did nothing apart from holding hands, and I’d never had other boyfriends before him.

I begged the principal on bent knees not to expel me. I kneeled in front of Richard to beg him to trust me, but in return, he stared at me with nothing but disgust.

Today, the familiar scene replayed in front of her once again. However, unlike the past, Sophia no longer felt any heartache. On the contrary, she felt the irony of the situation, as if the entire situation was taunting her.

The couple in front of her finally stopped making out, and they separated shortly. Xyla clung onto Richard’s arm affectionately while smiling sweetly at him in a docile manner. Her gaze was tender and loving while she stared at the man in front of her.

Sophia could see Xyla’s tender expression from her position. Xyla could see her too, but Richard couldn’t.

Triumph flashed through Xyla’s eyes when she saw Sophia. It was the exact same look she had a year ago.

Nevertheless, Sophia’s face maintained a blank expression; she just put on her pair of sunglasses and earphones calmly. She switched on her music and brushed shoulders with the two of them casually with a spring in her step.

Xyla felt slightly puzzled. Didn’t she see us?

She couldn’t possibly look like that if she saw us.

Previously, when Sophia was expelled, she went to the Harper Family continuously for several days to beg Richard for help. At that time, she acted like a lowly dog. I’m sure she’s overwhelmed deep down in her heart when she ran into the love of her life again!

Hence, Xyla deliberately called out for Sophia, who walked past them. “Sophia? Is that you, Sophia? What a coincidence!”

Richard snapped back to his senses, as if he had woken up from a dream. Something gleamed in his eyes, and he seemed as if he was about to say something. However, Sophia acted as though she did not see them, and she walked past them lightly and swiftly.

Xyla wouldn’t let it go, and so she chased after Sophia to tap her on her shoulder before greeting her with a friendly smile, “Sophia, Sophia!”

Sophia finally stopped walking to turn around to look at the couple. She took her sunglasses off, revealing her large and dark eyes. She looked up at them lazily. “What’s the matter?”

Xyla clung onto Richard, like a winner shower off her spoils of war. “Sophia, who would have thought we’d meet again in university! We are schoolmates again! Why don’t Richard and I take you out for Japanese today? Our treat! We can go to the restaurant you’ve always been reluctant to splurge on!”

Having Japanese food was just like any other meal for the couple, but for Sophia, it was once even more luxurious than a Christmas feast.

Sophia wore her earphones back on coldly. “I’m not free.”