Her Revenge Was His Regret (Shirley and Gilbert) novel Chapter 275

Chapter 275 Custom Shoes

But right then, a rush of teenage vibes hit her, like she’d stepped back onto campus.

It dissolved the shadows in her chest. But instead of feeling better, she felt even more wronged.

She turned her head away.

Maybe Gilbert was right. She was getting dramatic.

Back then, stuff like this would never have pissed her off.

She decided to stop being ridiculous and just take the bouquet.

Then Lucas stepped closer, offering the bouquet from behind.

The money-blooms barely registered.

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What registered was the wall of chest at her back-not touching, but close enough that every slight shift grazed her. Damn, it was pure hormone overload.

Only then did Sherry realize she’d never actually had a crush before. It was like she’d never really been in love.

What she’d had was rescue, then partnership.

But that heart-racing, palm-sweating, can’t-breathe feeling? She couldn’t remember the last time. Had she ever felt it at all?

This-being pursued, being held carefully-made her heart slam against her ribs.

She cleared her throat, embarrassed. “How’d you know I was mad? I didn’t think I was that obvious.”

Gilbert had never noticed. Never once.

“Not obvious? From behind, you looked like an angry little kitten. All puffed up.”

Lucas poked her cheek. She was unbearably cute, just like a little cat.

Her skin was good-better than her actual age, honestly. Before, illness had left her looking malnourished.

Now she’d bounced back-round little cheeks, cute as hell

You could call it her peak.

People online were comparing her to Julia constantly-the two biggest rivals lately.

“Custom shoes. Insoles. Probably lifts.”

True.

The shoes Sherry bought for Gilbert-she’d never once seen him wear them. His own shoes were always custom-thick-soled. Not obvious lifts, but definitely not flat.

Sherry suddenly cracked up.

“What’s funny?”

“Just-Gilbert. Acting like he’s above everyone, talking all serious like some fair judge, and solemnly criticizing the shoes I bought as bad,

“But really? He was mad because mine didn’t have lifts.”

How did he keep a straight face? How did he spout nonsense with such authority?

Once she stripped away the illusion, she realized everything Gilbert had said was just manipulation,

If it hadn’t been for his own natural foundation, he’d be just another arrogant basic dude.

“He thinks he’s brilliant. Thinks only the best is good enough for him. You know what? Even if he ends up with Julia-one mistake, one failure-he’ll judge her from on high too. That’s who he is.”