Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Chapter 656 She Is Not A Good Person

Chermond's words caused Celine to have dreams all night.

When her alarm clock went off the following day, she jolted awake and stared at the ceiling, unable to distinguish between dream and reality for a moment.

The alarm clock continued ringing insistently. Snapping back to reality, she quickly turned it off, patted her burning cheeks, then got up and headed to the bathroom to freshen up.

She had woken up early that day, having made plans with Harper to get to school early and discuss the previous day's math homework.

Needless to say, no matter how many discussions they had, nothing would come of them with how poor they were at math. Hence, their early return to school was to look for Allan.

Celine was having such an early start to the day that Katherine was still not up when she went downstairs. As for Joshua, he had just returned with breakfast. Seeing her, he nodded in greeting. “Up so early?”

“I want to go back to school early to ask my classmates for help with some math problems,” she explained as she took the food he was holding.

Then, with a hint of embarrassment, she admitted, “I'm not very good at math.”

At that moment, Rowen happened to come downstairs while yawning. Joshua glanced at him before saying, “Rowie is good at math. You can ask him if there's anything you don't understand.”

She murmured an acknowledgment but did ask Rowen what he thought about that. I can tell he detests it when others bother him with such matters.

Unexpectedly, Rowen walked over and said, “You can ask me when we get back to school.”

She looked at him, momentarily taken aback, and it took her a while to respond. “Oh. Ah, okay.”

He glanced at her, thinking she was very slow-witted.

“Uncle Joshua, I'm off to school now!”

“Be careful.”

Before leaving, Rowen looked at Celine again. Suddenly, he recalled the question he had casually solved for her the previous afternoon. Could it be that she didn't understand it? Tsk! How can she be so stupid?

It was ten minutes past six when Celine finished her breakfast.

Lewinn did not come home last night as he had stayed at the school dormitory. Katherine was still asleep, Joshua had gone upstairs, and Rowen had already left for school. Hence, she was the only one at the dining table.

She had arranged to meet Harper at twenty past six, so she quickly bagged the trash, picked it up, then got up and headed out.

She practically ran all the way, and by the time she reached Harper's house, her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was ragged.

Harper had not come out yet, and Celine was hesitating whether or not to ring the doorbell when a beautiful woman walked out. “You're Celine, right? Harpy told me she's not up yet. Come on in. I'll drive you both back to school after she wakes up.”

“Good morning, Mrs. Granger.”

“Good morning. You're such a good girl.”

It was Celine's first visit to Harper's house, and she was very reserved.

However, Harper's mother—Irene Hooper—was very friendly, preparing milk and snacks for her.

With her eyes still heavy with sleep, Harper finally descended the stairs, her backpack slung over her shoulder. All feelings of sleepiness instantly vanished when she saw Celine sitting on the couch in her living room. “Hang on. I'll be ready in five minutes!”

Irene shot her an annoyed glare. “Have you forgotten how to behave like a lady? You didn't want to get up when I went to wake you, and now you're panicking? Eat slowly. I'll send you and Celine to school later.”

Harper paused mid-chew at those words, then immediately rushed to give her mother a hug. “Wow! Mom, I love you so much!”

Catching the bus to school would take them about thirty-five minutes, including the waiting time. If

Harper's mother were to drop them off, the journey would only take twenty minutes.

Celine could not help feeling a twinge of envy as she watched the interaction between the mother and daughter.

Harper took a sip of milk, then turned to Celine. “Have you figured out how to solve yesterday's math problems?”

“I can't solve the last question,” Celine replied, somewhat embarrassed.

“You're better than me, then. I couldn't solve the last two questions,” came Harper's reply.

At first glance, Harper did not seem like a good student. In reality, however, it was math that was dragging her down.

Her Ustranasion was exceptional, and she aced nearly every test. Back in junior high school, she had participated in an Ustranasion poetry recitation competition alongside Allan and even ranked higher than him.

However, her academic struggles were not limited to just math. She also had a hard time with physics, though she was quite good at literature and chemistry.

She had initially wanted to do social science. Because of Rowen, however, she impulsively followed him in choosing natural science when it was time to decide what she wanted to study.

In truth, she was usually quite diligent. Alas, it was truly very difficult for her to overcome her weak points.

Irene chuckled at Harper's reply. “When will your math and physics ever improve?”

Harper stuck her tongue out at her mother. Only after eating to her heart's content did she pull Celine downstairs, ready to go to school.

Since Irene drove them to school that day, both girls arrived at a quarter to seven.

No sooner had Harper set down her backpack than Harper dragged her off to find Allan.

It was early in the morning, but all the top students in the advanced class were already ready to bury their noses in their studies.

Harper stood at the window of Class One and called out, “Allan!”

Her bright, spirited voice attracted the attention of many. Celine felt a bit embarrassed, and her face flushed red.

Allan seemed much calmer than the previous afternoon. He came out with his math book and looked straight at Harper. “Having trouble with the homework?”

“I don't understand,” she responded with a pout.

Smiling, he turned to Celine. “Morning.”

“Morning,” she replied, also smiling.

The three of them headed to the bleachers on the field, where Allan proceeded to break down what he knew into simple, digestible information and explain it to the two girls.

Celine finally managed to grasp the concept after listening to his explanation. Harper was still a little lost, so Allan had to explain it to her one more time. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

By then, it was already twenty minutes past seven, which meant there were only ten minutes left until the morning reading session.

As the trio were heading back, they happened to bump into Isobel. When Isobel saw them, her expression shifted, and she looked at them strangely.

Harper raised an eyebrow. “We were studying together. What's the matter? You can't possibly report us for being involved in a love triangle this time, right?”

Had she not made that report previously, I wouldn't have performed so poorly in math on my high school entrance exam.

Isobel's expression stiffened. Then, she dashed upstairs without saying a word.

Harper withdrew her gaze and looked at Celine. “She's not a good person. Don't listen to her nonsense in the future.”

Here, she paused and glanced at Allan. Seeing that he did not notice anything, she leaned over and whispered in Celine's ear, “Don't let her find out that Rowen likes you, or you'll be in trouble!”

A blush crept across Celine's face. “He really doesn't like me.”

Harper refused to believe that for even a second. “I get it. I get it. What I mean is, don't let her know you're acquainted with Rowen's family.”

“Hmm,” Celine responded in embarrassment, knowing that Harper did not believe her.

The morning reading session started not long after they returned to the classroom. Rowen only came to class after it was over.

Since he was part of the school's basketball team, he spent the morning reading sessions training.

As soon as he sat down, the distinct scent of sweat permeated the air. Although the smell was not unpleasant, it was incredibly strong.

Celine tilted her head sideways to glance at him and happened to meet his captivating gaze. She felt slightly flustered, and the pen in her hand fell onto his shoe.

Rowen raised an eyebrow, then reached out to pick up the pen.

“Thank you.”

He downed his water. After screwing the cap back on, he lifted his hand and tossed the bottle straight into the trash can.

Then, he leaned back in his chair and turned to look at Celine. “What part don't you understand?”