Revenge After rebirth (Mayra and Anderson) novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 

Mayra received a demerit for skipping classes, but her punishment was just a slap on the wrist. After all, who in Belchester would dare cross the Barlows? 

In Belchester, anyone tied to the Barlow family had some influence, let alone Anderson’s “sister.” 

Sitting in the back seat, Mayra was surprised to find Hailey behind the wheel after what happened. Her calm demeanor showed her psychological endurance. 

But it wasn’t too surprising. Hailey wouldn’t have stayed by Anderson’s side for so long if she didn’t have some capability. 

While leaving the company earlier, Mayra noticed Shane by the door and spotted the bruises on his neck. Thinking about it, she suspected Anderson was behind it. But it was only her speculation. As for the reason why, she didn’t know. 

As Mayra sat in the backseat, her feet somehow ended up on Anderson’s lap. Her shoes and socks were gone. He held a tube of cream. 

The wounds on her legs had scabbed over, and the burns from before had mostly, healed, but the scarring still looked terribly red. 

“It’s fine, Andy. I’ve gotten a lot better now. I don’t need to apply the cream anymore,” Mayra said. 

Anderson replied, “This is a cream for scars. If you want them to heal completely, you have to apply it consistently.” 

Mayra remained silent with her lips pursed. But she noticed Hailey’s occasional glances at her through the rearview mirror, which made her feel uncomfortable. 

She stole a glance at Hailey, and the next second, Anderson warned, “Watch the road. 

Hailey responded, “Yes, Mr. Barlow.” 

“Hailey must be jealous,” Myra thought. 

No matter how well Hailey hid it, Mayra had lived two lives. She could see through Hailey’s intentions despite her “sisterly” act with Anderson and even if she repeatedly said she didn’t love Anderson. 

If Hailey liked him, then what about Anderson? What were his true feelings toward Hailey? Wasn’t Isabel the woman Anderson loved the most? 

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But if Isabel was important to him, why did he brush her off at the company? Shouldn’t he comfort her? 

Mayra’s mind was a tangled mess. Was she overthinking or onto something? 

After applying the cream, Anderson pulled Mayra into her arms and let her sit on his lap. Perhaps he found her legs to be in his way. 

Mayra murmured while peeking at Hailey in the front seat. “A–Andy, this isn’t appropriate.” 

Anderson’s tone was nonchalant as he smirked. He gently bopped her nose, saying, Sit properly, sweetheart.”