I pretended to be devastated as I pointed at Madison. “Then why were you hugging Madison?”
Relief flooded Joseph’s heart. He strolled over to me slowly and said, “She was in a bad mood just now. I was just comforting her.”
Madison chimed in, “He’s right. He was just comforting me.”
Despite how much Madison disliked me, she understood that helping Joseph win back my heart was necessary.
I covered my face to stop myself from bursting into laughter. “No, I still want to break up with you. I don’t want something that’s been dirtied.
Joseph’s expression soured as I turned on my heel and left the restaurant after saying my piece.
I headed toward my next destination–the police station. I fixed a pitiful expression on my face as I spoke to the officer. “Officer, I don’t have a computer at home. Could you help me submit my university application form?”
The female officer was more than happy to oblige. She waved me over so I could submit my application.
“How many points did you score?” she asked.
“702 points.”
Shock washed over her features before a smile curved her lips upward. “You must be aiming for Clairefield University with such excellent
results.”
I nodded. “I would like to join the School of Finance at Clairefield University.”
I received several gifts from the officers after I submitted my application form. One of the officers said, “Let us know when you’ve received your acceptance letter. Everyone will be so happy for you.”
“I will,” I promised, feeling tears stinging the back of my eyes. I was determined to obtain the things I had always yearned for in my past life.
When I returned home, I saw Joseph squatting in front of my door. He hastily ran toward me when he noticed me. “Lucy, please listen to my
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explanation. Nothing is going on between Madison and me. She’s just my mother’s friend’s daughter.”
I took a step backward. “Don’t bother me. I’ll just pretend that I was unfortunate enough to get together with a scumbag, okay?”
“No…”
Joseph gazed at me feelingly. His phone suddenly started ringing. When he checked the caller ID and realized it was Frank, he moved to cut the
call.
I grinned and said, “Pick up the call.”
He stared at me for a moment before picking it up. He turned around and faced his back toward me. He spoke in hushed tones, making his words hard to catch, but I knew what Frank was likely telling him.
With his back still facing me, I declared, “I’ve submitted my university application form.”
Joseph still had his phone pressed to his ear even though it had gone silent on the other end of the line.
My voice was laced with mirth as I continued, “You’re still thinking about my results, aren’t you?”
His expression wavered. “What are you talking about?”
“You want Madison to take my place when it’s time for me to start university, don’t you?” I kept my tone light. “It’s not happening.”
