Chapter 37
Chapter 37 Harry Is Not Shameless Like You
Yuliana blurted out without hesitation, “Harry is not as shameless as you!”
The air instantly froze.
After a while, Yuliana realized that she had angered Christopher again. According to her previous experience, the latter would
explode as if he had eaten gunpowder every time she spoke about Harry.
In fact, she could understand the reason behind his anger.
After all, compared with Christopher, Harry was not inferior in all aspects except for his innate superiority in his background since
birth. Yuliana exclaimed inwardly, Although Harry is an illegitimate child, he at least earned a place in the family for himself with
his ability.
On the other hand, Christopher is totally the opposite.
He is just an ignorant playboy. Despite being in his twenties, he still acts childishly as though he’s a junior high school student.
Even Annabelle has tried to win over Harry’s heart once back then.
I think that is probably the reason why Christopher hates Harry. Harry outshines him in every aspect. Even the woman he liked
has fallen in love with Harry.>
Yuliana thought that her words would irritate Christopher just like before.
To her surprise, Christopher did not quarrel with her as before. After a long silence, he said in a low voice, “What’s wrong with
me being shameless? Believe it or not. I can be more shameless!”
Yuliana froze. She then hurriedly pressed Christopher’s hands and said in a solemn voice, “Christopher!”
Christopher humphed. “Are you scared? Don’t mess with me then!”
Yuliana was stumped for words.
She thought, “He’s such a shameless guy! Now, it looks as though he has provoked me instead!”
However, as Yuliana had learned from her previous experience, she did not continue provoking Christopher. She thought,
“Based on the situation, I’d be the one who suffers the loss if I continue to argue against him.”
After a moment of silence, she reached out her hands and pushed him. “Get up. Don’t you know you’re heavy?”
Christopher replied unhappily, “I don’t think I’m heavy at all.”
Yuliana whispered, “Don’t you know how many pounds you have?”
Christopher stared at her for a while without saying anything. After a while, he moved himself away from Yuliana. The latter
immediately sat up from the couch and fixed her clothes.
As she was waiting for the electrician to come over, she only wore a sling vest after taking her shower in the first place. After
that, she put on a loose shirt. Unknowingly, as the buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned, the shirt slipped from her shoulder,
revealing one side of her shoulder.
From Christopher’s point of view, he could see Yuliana’s slender and straight back and right shoulder. Under the dim moonlight,
seeing her slightly exposed skin made his imagination go wild.
As Yuliana pulled on her shirt and buttoned it, only then did Christopher avert his gaze. As he felt tightness in his throat, he
gulped and stared at the ceiling for a while.
As though he realized something, he asked, “Why didn’t you turn on the lights?”
Yuliana ignored him, stood up, and picked up her phone to look at the time. It was almost 12 o’clock. Furthermore, the battery
indication of her phone had turned red as it had less than 20% power left.
“It’s late now. The electrician probably won’t be here tonight,” Yuliana thought.
Recalling the bad things that happened consecutively over the night, Yuliana was inexplicably annoyed. Seeing that Yuliana
ignored him, Christopher added, “Yuliana, you can’t be so poor that you can’t afford the electricity bill, right?”
Yuliana continued to ignore him. She went into the drawer and rummaged it up. Finally, she found a power bank. However, as it
had not been used for a long time, she was uncertain whether it still had power.
She tried to connect her phone, but it was not charging.
Yuliana was a little frustrated and stood there for a long time without moving.
“What’s wrong?”
Upon hearing Christopher’s nonchalant voice, Yuliana came back to her senses and turned around subconsciously to look at
him. A tall black figure was standing at the door of her room.
“It has nothing to do with you,” Yuliana said coldly. After that, she sat at the dressing table, opened the laptop, and looked at it.
She thought, “It has enough battery. I should be able to finish my preparation for next week’s class.”
Pretending that Christopher did not exist, she put all her attention into her work.
Christopher leaned against the door frame of the room and looked at her silently. The light from the laptop screen shone on her,
coating her with a layer of silver light.
She was as though the only light in the darkness.
About half an hour later, sudden vibrations came from Yuliana’s phone again.
Christopher retracted his gaze and turned around to get the phone on the couch. After he looked at the caller ID, he answered
the call.
“Yuliana, I’m downstairs. Please tell him to come down.
“All right, hold on a second.”
Upon hearing Christopher’s voice, the person at the other end of the call paused for a moment and then sneered, “It seems that
you aren’t so drunk since you didn’t lose consciousness!”
The phone was hung up before Christopher could reply.
Christopher glanced in the direction of the room again and left without saying goodbye to Yuliana.
Having heard the sound of opening and closing the door, Yuliana stopped clicking on her mouse for a while.
The room had turned completely quiet. It was so silent that she could hear her heartbeat. She used to think that her house,
which was around 400 square feet, was small. However, the thought of her house being spacious suddenly struck her mind.
She tossed the weird thought that suddenly appeared in her mind aside and planned to focus on the lesson preparation.
However, for some reason, she could not concentrate and could only stare at the screen. After spacing out for a while, she came
back to her senses, saved the files, and turned off her laptop.
The next morning, the electrician came to check and repair the cabling.
The weekends passed by. Soon, it was Monday.
Yuliana woke up a little late in the morning. When she arrived at the office, Lexie was talking to Ariel Tyler seated in front of her.
Meanwhile, Fiona pursed his lips with a sullen face and did not join the two’s conversation. Instead, she was preparing the study
materials and relevant information needed for her upcoming class.
Upon seeing Yuliana’s arrival, Lexie immediately shut up. She and the teacher opposite her then stared at Yuliana and sized her
up.
Yuliana ignored their gaze. When she was about to go to the classroom to have a look after putting down her stuff, her phone
rang up. She then took out her phone to look at it. It was a WhatsApp message from Fiona.
Just when Yuliana glanced at Fiona, the latter was looking at her. Fiona then winked at Yuliana, signaling her to look at her
phone.
Yuliana opened WhatsApp to read the message sent by Fiona. It wrote: [Ms. Livingstone, Ms. Anderson somehow knew about
your divorce. It has probably spread all over the school now]
Yuliana thought, “I knew that it would be impossible to hide my divorce. On the surface, in places like schools, teachers only
have to deal with the students. In fact, in addition to dealing with students, they also need to interact with the students’ parents.
Juxshire Primary School is one of the top elernentary schools in Juxshire. Hence, many students have rich and influential
backgrounds. If any of them wishes to know about something, they’ll find out about it in no time.”
She replied to Fiona’s message, [It’s fine.]
Yuliana did not take the spread of the news about her divorce to heart. She knew well that some people liked
to regard others’ embarrassment and desolation as the spice of their lives. The more miserable a person around them became,
the happier they would be.
Lexie had been staring at Yuliana from the corner of her eyes. She still felt uncomfortable as she recalled her defeat to the latter
last Friday.
When Lexie saw Yuliana getting up and preparing to leave with her textbook, she hurriedly called out to the latter, “Ms.
Livingstone.”
Yuliana stopped. ‘Ms. Anderson, what’s the matter?”
Lexie exchanged glances with Ariel, who was sitting opposite her, and smiled. She then asked pretentiously as though she was
being careful, “Ms. Livingstone, I heard that you had a divorce. Is it true?”
Yuliana replied calmly, “Yes. I had a divorce. Is there any problem?”