Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Chapter 681 Falling In Love

Rowen felt a tightness in his throat. He looked at the distant sky and said, "Aunt Katherine says it's about time for dinner."

Having said that, he turned around and walked back into the mansion.

Celine sat in the lounge chair, lost in thought for a moment. Then, she picked up her literature textbook, put it back in her room, and went downstairs for dinner.

Katherine was going to travel abroad with Joshua the next day, and they wouldn't be back for about half a month. After dinner, Katherine specifically asked Celine what gift she would like.

Celine knew that the furthest place she had ever been to was probably this city district of Jadeborough. As for elsewhere, she had only heard about them through books or news on her mobile phone. Katherine asked Celine what gift she wanted, but the latter really had no idea what gift she desired.

"I love everything that Mrs. Lewis buys!"

"All right, then. I'll make the decision for you!"

Katherine asked, glancing at Rowen. "How about you, Rowie?"

Upon hearing Katherine's words, Rowen subconsciously wanted to say lipstick. However, he reacted quickly, realizing his mistake before the words left his mouth. "You choose for me. I'm not picky." Katherine clicked her tongue. "Your words don't have a shred of credibility."

Rowen shrugged his shoulders, looking at Lewinn. "Then I want whatever Lewinn is getting."

Katherine turned her gaze to Lewinn, who looked somewhat helpless. "Sneakers," he said. "They haven't been released domestically yet. I'll send you a picture."

Katherine broke into a satisfied smile. "All right. After all, you guys only need those few things."

Knowing that Rowen and Celine had school the next day, Katherine chatted with them for a while before letting them return to their rooms.

Celine double-checked her backpack, making sure she had all her homework and textbooks. Only then did she grab her pajamas and head to take a bath.

The pajamas were bought by Katherine. They were white, with a doll collar, sweet and cute. Celine had never worn such beautiful pajamas before.

At first, she felt a bit embarrassed when she started wearing it. After some time, she gradually got used to it.

After taking a bath, she noticed her phone flashing on the table. She thought it was a message from Harper, but when she picked up her phone, she realized it was a message from Rowen. Rowen said he hadn't memorized his words for that day, asking her to bring the Ustranasion textbook over.

Celine had no choice but to pull out her Ustranasion textbook from her backpack. She walked out and knocked on Rowen's door. "Rowie?"

"The door's not closed. Come on in."

Rowen was in the midst of coding when Celine turned the doorknob, pushing the door open. At first glance, she saw the laptop on his desk, its screen filled with lines of dense code.

She couldn't understand, but she guessed that Rowen was busy with important matters.

Rowen looked up at her, his gaze falling on her. His eyes flickered for a moment. "Ready to sleep?"

"Not yet."

She usually wouldn't go to bed that early.

"Oh. Hold on. Let me finish writing this program."

"Okay."

Celine nodded, opened her Ustranasion textbook, and began to read.

After finishing his programming, Rowen closed his laptop. Turning his head, he saw Celine sitting nearby, engrossed in the Ustranasion textbook.

The pajamas she wore were clearly the handiwork of Katherine, with its doll collar and frilled sleeves. The edges of the sleepwear were adorned with lace. If he remembered correctly, that was what girls called princess-style pajamas.

He wasn't sure if it was due to the lighting or the pajamas, but Rowen found that Celine's complexion was much paler than when he first met her. The wrists peeking out from under the white sleeves were even whiter than the clothes themselves.

The previously heavy bangs that used to cover the eyes seem to have been trimmed. They were no longer a thick layer of hair, but rather individual strands of bangs, giving a much cleaner and refreshing look. He remembered the first time he saw Celine. She was wearing faded jeans and a white cartoon top, both of which were loose and baggy. After one glance, he didn't want to look at her a second time. The phone on the table lit up. Irving asked him to log in for a gaming session.

Rowen finally snapped back to reality. "How much have you memorized?"

Celine was taken aback for a moment. She looked up at him, somewhat bewildered. "What do you mean by that?"

Rowen looked at her dazed expression and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Aren't you supposed to be memorizing words?"

Celine then regained her senses. "I've reviewed one unit."

Rowen clicked his tongue. "Give me the book."

Celine quickly handed him the Ustranasion textbook. Rowen reached out to take it, looking down at the Ustranasion textbook.

Rowen's method of studying was different from Celine's. Celine needed to recite aloud to remember, while Rowen could memorize in silence. He was looking at the book, silent, with the room being incredibly quiet.

Celine twisted her fingers nervously as she stared at Rowen in a daze. A guy like Rowen would shine no matter where he is, wouldn't he?

Celine never, in her wildest dreams, thought that one day she would cross paths with a boy like this.

It seemed that Rowen didn't harbor any doubts or reservations about her being the adopted daughter brought home by Katherine.

She thought that someone as high and mighty as him would look down on people like her, just like Sasha and the others did.

Unlike them, he didn't. Even though he was aloof, he would still take her to the riverside for some peace when she was feeling down. He would also take the initiative to explain to her whenever she couldn't understand the teacher's problem-solving steps.

What kind of girl would be worthy of such a great guy? Celine was lost in a jumble of thoughts when her vision suddenly blurred.

Snapping back to reality, she raised her eyebrows and noticed Rowen leaning over, looking at her. "What are you daydreaming about?" he asked.

Rowen asked that because he saw her smiling to herself.

Rowen wouldn't go so far as to think that Celine knew he liked her. But when she sat there alone and smiled while looking at him, he couldn't help but think of the things some shippers in his class would imagine.

At that thought, Rowen felt a chill run through his entire body. He rolled up his book and tapped it on Celine's head. "Don't imagine me in all sorts of inappropriate scenarios!"

Celine didn't quite understand what Rowen was saying. Blinking her eyes, she looked at him with an innocent expression. "I didn't imagine anything..."

Rowen raised an eyebrow and snorted coldly. "Why were you smiling just now if you weren't imagining something?"

Celine felt a bit embarrassed, her face flushing red. "I was just wondering what kind of girl would be your future girlfriend. Harper said you—"

"Don't listen to Harper's nonsense!"

Rowen felt irritated when she mentioned his future girlfriend. He handed her the Ustranasion textbook he was holding and said, "I've memorized it." Seeing that he seemed a bit unhappy, Celine didn't dare to continue speaking. "Oh. Okay."

This time around, Rowen remembered everything perfectly. Not a single word was wrong.

Right after he memorized the words, Rowen's phone on the desk lit up again. He frowned, finding Irving to be quite a nuisance.

Seeing the situation, Celine tactfully suggested that she would return to her room.

Rowen responded to Irving's message, answering casually. After sending the message, he suddenly thought of something. "Wait! A moment."

Celine, who had just reached the door, asked, "What's the matter?"

"Why are you concerned about my future girlfriend all of a sudden? Are you thinking about dating?"

Celine felt her face flush at his question. "No. It's not like that. I just... I just think that since you're so great, Rowie, your future girlfriend will surely be just as wonderful."

Upon hearing her praise, Rowen felt a sense of relief in his heart. "I'm not even of age yet, and you're only sixteen. At our age, thinking about boyfriends and girlfriends isn't important. What's most important is to focus on our studies."

If Irving were to hear those words, he would probably burst out laughing.

Celine agreed wholeheartedly, nodding repeatedly. "You're right, Rowie. We're about to face our university entrance exam, so we should prioritize our studies. I'm going back to my room now."

"Sure."

Celine, clutching her book, spun around and dashed back to her room.