Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

After school, Sarah and Sienna pushed their bikes out of the school gate. Sienna asked worriedly, “Sarah, didn’t Carlisle apologize to you all afternoon?”

Sarah smiled faintly and replied, “Don’t worry. I know him too well. He’s like an adhesive plaster that you can’t shake off.”

“Alright then, see you tomorrow,” Sienna replied.

“See you,”

After bidding goodbye to Sienna, Sarah rode away on her pink bike. She was eager to hurry home to watch the evening drama series called “Autumn in My Heart.”

With her slender waist and hair flowing in the breeze under the setting sun, she exuded the charm of a female lead from a movie. She drew the glances of many male classmates.

Sarah smiled as she enjoyed the attention. In her eyes, she was the female lead of a teenage drama series and deserved the spotlight.

Unfortunately, her good mood didn’t last long. Her bike chain suddenly fell off at an intersection, instantly dampening her spirits.

She parked her bike by the roadside and frowned at the dirty chain. This dirty task was definitely not a task suited for her.

Just then, Carlisle pedaled by on his bike while humming a tune.

With a second chance at life, not only did he regain his youth, but he also found his parents young again.

Now, all he wanted was to go home early and see his parents.

Sarah looked at his slovenly appearance and couldn’t help but feel disdain. And to think he was still stalking her!

He spotted Sarah by the roadside and couldn’t help but feel curious. “Sarah? What are you doing here?” he

asked.

“Carlisle, if you want to apologize to me, just do it. Do you have to use such low tactics?” Sarah rolled her eyes and said.

Carlisle was baffled and scratched his head. “What did I do?”

“What did you do? Didn’t you mess with my bike chain?” Sarah questioned him with her arms crossed, and her gaze was sharp as if she could see through his tricks.

Sarah continued, “You broke my bike chain deliberately to create a staged encounter. How immature.”

Carlisle felt a chill at her words. Was she suffering from delusions?

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“You’re overreacting! I take this route home every day and I was tasked to clean the classroom in the evening. I don’t have time to mess with your bike chain,” Carlisle answered.

“Huh.” Sarah sneered and continued, “Then why are you waiting here for me? Don’t you want me to ask for. your help?”

Carlisle shook his head and said, “Nope. I’m just waiting for the traffic light. I’ll have to go now.”

Infuriated, Sarah commanded coldly, “Stay right here to fix my bike now!”

“I don’t have time,” Carlisle answered without looking back while pedaling away

“You…” Sarah pointed at his receding figure while gritting her teeth. She was certain that Carlisle had broken her bike chain, but now he fled in shame as he had been caught.

He was so despicable. She might have had a little respect for him if Carlisle had admitted it. Dream on if he thought he could still pursue her after this.

Despite her curses, Sarah still had to fix the bike chain with a small stick.

Carlisle rode his bike to the Franklin Complex and saw Wanda standing at the gate while carrying a pink school bag.

“Carlisle!” She greeted him and waved eagerly.

“Wanda, what are you doing here?” Carlisle asked, confused.

She took t

took her math book from her bag and said, “Carlisle, I’ve solved that problem you asked about.”

“Huh?” Carlisle’s mouth twitched. “Wanda, you could have explained it to me tomorrow. There’s no need to come all the way here just for that.”

“No, look…” Her gaze was determined as she grabbed a pen to explain it to him.

The two sat on a stone pillar near the gate and studied for a while. Even a passerby who had just returned from grocery shopping praised them, “It’s rare to see such hardworking kids nowadays. Well done.”

Carlisle rolled his eyes at the comment.

With Wanda’s explanation, Carlisle suddenly felt enlightened. Mathematics was like this–once your understood the equation, you could solve all the other questions.

Although this question wasn’t from a past exam, mastering it meant he knew how to solve the final question for SATS.

“Wanda, you’re amazing.” Carlisle complimented and gave her a thumbs up. Wanda also showed a proud

smile.

“Oh, Wanda, your home is quite far from here, right? How are you going back later? Do you need me to send you home?” Carlisle asked,

She had come all the way for his sake, so he couldn’t let her leave alone at night.

“No, you don’t have to. My driver is waiting for me,” Wanda answered and waved her hand.

Carlisle’s mouth twitched. He had forgotten that she was from a wealthy family.

Wanda then packed up her math book and suddenly asked, “By the way, Carlisle, which university are you applying to during the application tomorrow?”

“Riverland University,” he answered.

Wanda felt a little disappointed in his response and asked, “Is it because of Sarah?” This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Carlisle shook his head and replied, “No.”

Her expression softened slightly, and she looked at him smilingly with some expectation. “Then, I’ll go back first. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask me anytime.”

“Okay,” Carlisle said.

Carlisle watched Wanda carry her school bag and a thought suddenly crossed his mind.

Riverland University was just an ordinary Tier 1 local university. Yet, with Wanda’s grades, she could easily get into prestigious universities in the Ivy League.

“Ugh…” Carlisle couldn’t help but wonder. She had come all the way to his neighborhood to explain a question to him.

He felt a sudden jolt in his heart. Could she possibly like him? But that didn’t make sense. They had

almost no interaction.

It seemed a bit unrealistic as he thought about it. But he still said, “Wanda, I applied to Riverland just for

myself.

“I saw a sentence yesterday. ‘It’s very foolish to change your life for someone else. This sentence is for me and you. No matter what, we should always be ourselves.”

Wanda was momentarily stunned. Carlisle waved, and they parted ways. As he entered the neighborhood, he noticed a grin on the face of the passerby just now.

“Done looking?” Carlisle asked.

“Done!” Hilda Young replied cheerfully and wrapped her arm around Carlisle’s shoulder. “Son, tell your mom, who’s that girl?”

“Ah, come on, you wouldn’t know even if I told you,” Carlisle replied.

“Is she fond of you?” his mom asked.

“Not a chance.” The two laughed and chatted as they headed home.