Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Carlisle had no idea what Shein had said to Wanda. 

He suspected that Shein had deceived her somehow, but Carlisle couldn’t expose him. 

He ruffled Wanda’s hair and fought back the tears. 

He smiled and said, “Okay. Get better soon, and I’ll be here waiting for you!” 

Wanda’s condition was not an ordinary one. 

Luna wasn’t a professional neurologist, either. 

Her treatment plan might be able to alleviate the symptoms, but it wouldn’t get to the root of the problem. 

Moreover, Shein wouldn’t lie about taking Wanda to Yorksle for treatment. 

Carlisle also hoped that Wanda would recover as soon as possible. He wasn’t contemptuous of how helpless she currently was. In fact, he liked how sweet she was then. Nevertheless, it was still an illness. He didn’t think it’d be a good idea to drag it out. 

Wanda pinched his nose. 

“I’ll continue annoying you when I return.” 

Carlisle grabbed her hand. 

He said gently, “You must keep your word and get better as soon as possible.” 

Wanda nodded meekly. 

“I want some candy.” 

Carlisle often kept a few pieces of creamy candy in his pocket. 

He took one out, unwrapped it, and fed it to Wanda. 

Wanda pouted and said, “I want you to feed it to me with your mouth!” 

Carlisle laughed and looked awkwardly at Queenie, who slapped a hand to her forehead. 

What had she taught them? 

“I’ll wait for you outside.” 

She got up and went out. 

Carlisle popped the candy into his mouth and kissed Wanda’s red lips. 

It was a long, gentle kiss. 

Carlisle explored her mouth hungrily. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she responded in kind. 

The two of them only separated after more than three minutes, and a string of saliva stretched out 

between their 

A1 2:00 pm Wards got into Sheir’s car 

She pressed her face to the window to look at Carlisle, who was standing at the side of the road. Tears 

trickled from her eyes. 

Carlisle smiled and waved. 

Shein said slowly. “Drive straight to the airport.” 

Carlisle didn’t return to his senses until the car disappeared at the end of the road. 

He felt as if it had all been a dream, and now he was wide awake. 

Wanda wouldn’t be with him for now. 

He wondered how he could get used to not having her around. 

Queenie stood beside him and said softly, “It’s time for this to end…” 

Carlisle’s heart jolted violently. 

He turned to her and asked, “What’s going to end?” 

“Nothing! I’m going back to the university.” 

Queenie shook her head and strode toward the university gates. 

Carlisle watched her leave thoughtfully. 

He sensed that Queenie must know something. 

However, she was Zachary’s girlfriend. She would never divulge what she knew to Carlisle. 

A car honked beside him. 

Carlisle turned and saw a yellow Ferrari. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Gareth cocked his head. 

“Get in. We’re going drinking.” 

“I have class!” 

“Will you be able to focus in class right now?” Gareth grinned, flashing all his teeth. 

He had passed by three minutes ago and caught sight of Wanda leaving with Shein. 

He reckoned that Wanda’s departure must have devastated Carlisle, seeing that they had been rather 

close recently. 

Gareth didn’t believe that Carlisle could focus in class at all. 

Carlisle’s lip curled. He pulled open the door on the passenger’s side and got in. 

Gareth put on his sunglasses and said, “Sit tight. I’m going to take you for a ride!” 

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Gareth had just recently broken up with his girlfriend, and he knew exactly how to get Carlisle’s mind off things. Although Carlisle hadn’t broken up with Wanda, he was in pretty much the same state as Gareth had been in. 

Carlisle took out his phone and said, “Let me excuse myself.” 

He called Susan and told her he was unwell and wouldn’t be in class. 

Susan accepted his reason for being absent. She knew that Shein had pulled Wanda out of university to receive treatment in Yorksle, so she could understand how Carlisle felt. 

A roar sounded as the bright yellow Ferrari sped down the street like lightning. 

The engine rumbled like a wild, roaring beast. 

The people on the street all looked over enviously at the gleaming, luxurious car. 

Some photographers even raised their SLR cameras to capture the lavish scene. 

Carlisle sat in the passenger’s seat, and the wind whipped his hair back from his forehead. 

He enjoyed the adrenaline rush of the extreme speed and the satisfying sensation of the wind whipping at 

his face. 

From the corner of his eye, he could see the streets on either side fall back rapidly, and the oppressive feeling in his heart slowly disappeared. 

Gareth played with his phone as he drove, causing Carlisle’s heart to leap into his mouth with 

nervousness.