Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Chapter 682 You Are Such A Busybody

On Sunday, Harper stayed up past midnight engrossed in her novel. If it wasn't for her mother dragging her out of bed on Monday morning, she would have been late again.

Celine has been waiting at her house for five minutes already. Irene dragged Harper downstairs. “Hurry up, Celine has been waiting for you for quite a while!”

Yawning, Harper descended the stairs. She glanced at Celine, then turned her head to look at the wall clock. Seeing the time, Harper finally woke up. “Oh my, is it already six forty?”

Irene shot her an annoyed glance. “I told you to sleep early, but you insisted on playing with your phone! Hurry up and eat your breakfast. I'll give you both a ride later!”

Irene turned her head toward Celine. “Celine, would you like to have some more breakfast?”

Celine quickly waved her hand. “Mrs. Granger, I already had breakfast.”

Knowing that Celine was shy, Irene just smiled and didn't continue the topic.

While eating her breakfast, Harper was making faces at Celine, who couldn't help but lower her head and laugh.

Irene went back to her room to change her clothes. Holding a glass of milk, Harper walked up to Celine and asked, “Celine, do you read novels? I found a really good one last night!”

Celine was a bit curious. “I haven't read many novels. What's it called?”

“I can't remember the name, but it's super nice. I'll send it to you in a bit!”

As the two were speaking, Irene came down from upstairs. “Hurry up and eat, you. It's one thing for you to be late, but don't make Celine late too!”

Harper pouted and finished her last sip of milk. “I'm done.”

Irene glanced at the tater tots on the table. “Harper, finish the tater tots!”

Harper pretended not to hear, but her mother simply grabbed a ziplock bag and packed the tater tots into it. Once they were in the car, she turned around and tossed the bag onto Harper's lap, saying. “Finish these!”

Harper made a face at the back of her mother's chair. “Cece, this can't be my real mom! I can't eat anymore, but she still insists I eat!”

“Indeed, I am your stepmother, and you'd better listen to me. Otherwise, I'll make sure you can't return home!”

Celine watched as Harper playfully bickered with her mother and felt a sense of envy.

She lost her parents in an accident not long after she was born. She couldn't even remember her mother's face, let alone cherish such warm and tender moments.

Celine was quietly looking out the car window, not saying much along the way.

The car quickly pulled up in front of the school. Harper called her name. Snapping back to reality, Celine gave an embarrassed smile. “Thank you, Mrs. Granger.”

“You're welcome, Celine.”

Irene turned around to look at them, reminding Harper to stay focused during class and to be careful on her way home in the evening.

Celine got out of the car, while Harper waved her hand impatiently.

“Cece, let's go. I can't stand the nagging anymore!”

After getting out of the car, Harper grabbed Celine's hand and started running toward the school.

Watching Harper's retreating figure, Irene could only shake her head helplessly.

Harper pulled Celine into the school before finally stopping. “That was terrifying!”

She turned to look at Celine. “Cece, what were you thinking just now? I called you several times, but you didn't hear me!”

Celine was taken aback. “No, I wasn't thinking about anything.”

Harper looked at her and recalled Celine's dejected expression in the car earlier. She pursed her lips and changed the subject. “My mom found me a tutor. He's a math student from Jadeborough University, and he's really handsome!”

Harper had a fondness for handsome guys, and her standards were high. If she claimed someone was handsome, they must truly be good-looking.

However, Celine's focus on handsome guys wasn't as high as Harper's. She was only concerned about one thing. “Is he a good teacher?”

“Of course! He's handsome and good at teaching. I feel more motivated to learn math than ever before!”

As the two were engrossed in their conversation, they didn't notice a familiar figure had appeared behind them. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Allan's face slightly darkened as he caught snippets of their conversation.

He was afraid that Harper and Celine would notice him, so he instinctively slowed down his pace.

Back in the classroom, Celine took out the fountain pen she bought on Saturday from her backpack and handed it to Harper. “Harper.”

As Harper caught sight of the gift-wrapped fountain pen, the memory came rushing back to her. “You're absolutely right, I almost forgot until you brought it up! I'll go look for Allan!”

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed the gift box before running out.

Harper ran to the door of Class One and bumped into Allan who happened to be coming back. Holding the gift, she approached him. “Allan!”

“Harper?”

Allan was taken aback. He looked at the gift box in Harper's hand hesitantly. “Are you looking for me?”

Haven't you already found a handsome guy to teach you math? Why are you here?

Harper had always been carefree and nonchalant, so she naturally didn't notice Allan's emotions. She handed him the pen she was holding. “This is a gift that Cece and I pooled our money to buy. Thank you for tutoring us in math for over a month. Thanks for your help earlier, Allan! I'm off now! I'll seek you out if I have any questions in the future!”

Harper spoke rapidly, catching Allan off guard, and before he could react, she had finished speaking.

By the time Allan regained his composure, Harper had already turned and walked away.

Allan opened his mouth, but in the end, he still didn't stop Harper.

A classmate spotted the gift box in Allan's hand and took a glance at Harper's retreating figure. He then patted Allan on the shoulder with a teasing smile. “Allan, you're impressive! The beautiful Harper gave you a gift!”

Upon hearing these words, Allan immediately blushed. “Nonsense. This is a thank-you gift from Harper and Celine!”

Everyone in Class One knew that Allan had been tutoring Harper and Celine in math recently.

When he said that, his classmate stopped teasing him, “Oh, I see.”

However, when the classmate contemplated Allan tutoring both Harper and Celine, he couldn't help but feel that Allan was rather fortunate. After all, both of them were strikingly beautiful.

He clicked his tongue, muttering, “You're pretty lucky to be able to tutor two beautiful ladies!”

His voice was loud, and Allan heard everything clearly. As the latter lowered his gaze to the gift in his hands, his face turned even redder.

Harper hurried back to class. Before she even sat down, she told Celine, “Celine, I've already given the gift to Allan!”

Celine nodded. Behind them, Irving got curious and asked, “What kind of gift? Why is Celine giving Allan a gift?”

Rowen was walking behind Irving. His eyes crinkled up as he turned to look at Celine.

Harper glanced at Irving. “You're such a busybody! That's something Cece and I bought to give to Allan.”

Irving chuckled. “Oh, why are you giving Allan a gift all of a sudden? Is it his birthday or something?”

Harper glared at him. “We had him tutor us in math a while ago, so what's wrong with giving him a gift?”

“Does that mean that when Rowen instructs Celine, she'll have to present him with a gift once she masters everything?”