The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 313

Outside the lecture hall corridor, the secluded space was quiet, save for the autumn wind rustling through the sycamore leaves.

Miles looked down at Claire's reddened eyes and her small face, tense with anger. An unprecedented, scorching heat surged from the depths of his heart.

He didn't say a word. Stepping forward, he pulled her into his arms, bending slightly as his long arms tightened, encasing her fuming figure in his embrace.

Claire was bottling up a stomach full of anger. Caught off guard by his hug, she froze for a few seconds before raising her hands to push him away.

She glared at him, her tone furious and urgent as she scolded the man.

"Miles, were you even listening to me?"

He stared at her intently, his dark eyes reflecting only her. He nodded. "I heard you."

He compromised earnestly. "I've memorized it. I won't silently take the blame anymore. We are a team; letting outsiders smear my name isn't right."

Claire bit her lip and frowned, the anger in her chest flaring even higher.

She stood on her tiptoes, reaching up to barely poke his shoulder blade.

"Miles, how can you be so dense? Can't you be taught?"

"What's important isn't just us being a team, it's your feelings. If you didn't do anything wrong, stop taking the blame on yourself. You shouldn't have to endure all that pressure and unfair treatment for nothing."

Claire glared at him, issuing a measured warning. "Did you understand me this time?"

His body stiffened.

In all his years of living, this was the first time someone had told him that his feelings were the most important.

Miles's voice was low and solemn. "I understand, Claire."

"Hmph, that's more like it," Claire dragged out her words proudly. "Your punishment today is to go home and be my inspiration model. The kind where you can't move an inch!"

"Alright," he agreed with a doting look, adding a half-sentence, "The kind where I wear absolutely nothing works too."