I did not want to entertain him and turned around to leave.
"Wanda Lane!"
The man's furious roar rang out behind me. I ignored him and quickened my pace.
After taking just a few steps, I saw Theo standing in the distance.
His eyes were so cold that I could sense it even from a distance away.
I went over and stood in front of him, not saying a word. I was not a fool. Theo must have misunderstood me. It would be wise to remain silent for the time being.
Theo looked at Matthew as he climbed out of the pool and reached out to hold my shoulder. "Are you cold?"
"I'm not cold.” I felt a gush of warmth in my heart.
Marcus and Quinn came over at this moment. They were stunned when they saw that Matthew was drenched.
"What’s up with you?" Marcus found Matthew’s wretched appearance an eyesore. "Did you hit your head or something that you swam with your clothes o
n and at this hour?"
Every time Marcus saw Matthew, he would certainly criticize him.
I saw Matthew standing by himself and suddenly pitied him. I said, "Marcus, it's my fault for pushi-"
"If there's something wrong with my brain, then it’s definitely genetics," Matthew interrupted me.
Marcus was so angry blood rushed to his head. "You brat. Y-You..." He did not know what else to say but was so furious that he clutched his chest and panted constantly.
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