My Fiancée Hates Me novel Chapter 54

I saw Garett at the front entrance of the Library.

We were the first to arrive. I sat across from him and opened my notes from my earlier classes.

"Was class alright?" Garett asked.

"Yes..."

He must be worried about me...

"How about some tea?" Garett asked as he lifted up a tea canister.

I slapped the canister out of his hands-on reflex.

"...I'm sorry," I said as I tried to pick up the tea canister.

"No, I am...I am sorry for being inconsiderate," Garett said as he picked up the canister.

It was a batch of my favorite tea again.

"No, I am sorry. I just have had time to be able to adjust yet," I said.

"We will go by your pace then..."

Garett took out some silverware as he continued making tea.

"Silverware?"

My pace? You liar...

He handed me a cup of freshly brewed tea. The silver did not change color. The only color reflected was its beautiful pink iridescent color.

"It's not poisonous. That day, I drank your favorite tea, but I do not regret it one bit. It was intended for you, but I am glad that I drank it first. I would have blamed myself if I could not have saved you then. Rather than keep feeling guilty, I would rather see you smile from enjoying the things you like again. It is fine to not give up the things you love just from one bad incident," Garett said with a gentle smile.

I took a sip from the teacup.

"It is delicious," I said as I began crying again.

Garett had come over to my side and held my face in his hands. His lips had touched my eyes and my cheeks.

"...Thanks for the meal," Garett said as he licked his lips.

Meal? Do not look at me with such hungry eyes. I do not know how to react if you do.

Charlotte soon walked in with Grace.

"Were you crying again, Arielle? Your eyes are a bit red," Charlotte said as she inspected my face.

It was a bit difficult for me to avoid Charlotte's worried glances at me for the next three days. From how things had been quiet, I thought that it was only a matter of time before Kaya Ouchi would seize the chance to take advantage of the situation.

A girl had handed me a note during class saying that a boy with glasses and black hair handed it to her.

Garett?

When I opened the note, I saw neat handwriting resembling Garett's handwriting.

"Come to the clocktower after school ends. There is new information."

Short and straight to the point just like his usual self...

After classes ended, I made sure that I was not being followed and went up the clocktower. There were several rooms in the clocktower, so it was a bit difficult to know which one it was that I was supposed to go to. I ended up going to the highest room in the tower and entered.

There was only one window, a few small bookcases with five books on each one and a laid-out pile of hay in the center.

No sign of life or Garett...

Near the bed of hay, there were a pair of glasses. I quickly went to inspect them closely. The color of the rims was slightly off. These do not belong to Garett...

I gave off a sigh of relief.

I was suddenly hit behind my neck and felt my consciousness fading.