Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 72 The Past Life

Chapter 72 The Past Life

This dazzling combination of the four people caught everyone's attention. Eloise paid no attention to it and introduced the famous sports arena in Srolanya High School to Charlotte, "Although our school's gym is not particularly big, both the exterior and the interior facilities are very nice. However, our school's young masters and girls don't like sports, so the only time you can see many people in the gym is during basketball games."

Charlotte nodded.

Eloise continued, "Our school's basketball team is very strong. They have won city-level trophies and there are hardly any competitors among the universities in Seyso."

Charlotte was puzzled, "Then why are people still challenging them here?"

Cecilia and Eloise exchanged mocking expressions. Eloise said, "The people challenging us are from Roblia High School. You've heard of it, right?"

Charlotte thought for a moment, and asked, "Is it also a prestigious school?"

Eloise nodded, "Essentially, Roblia High School and Srolanya High School are similar. The difference is that our school has certain admission requirements. You need to have good grades if you don't come from a powerful family. However, Roblia High School is different. As long as you have money, you can get in."

Cecilia sneered, "They are just a bunch of mediocre people."

Charlotte was curious, "Why?"

Cecilia replied, "I once saw students from their school trying to drug girls at a bar... It happened during our class gathering, and I was angry, so I took my friends and taught those scumbags a lesson. Since then, we've had a conflict with each other, and I think it's probably the reason why they challenge us to a basketball game."

Eloise added, "But our school's basketball team is very strong. We don't really need to worry."

As they spoke, they arrived at the basketball court. The surrounding seats were already crowded with spectators, making it difficult to move around. Charlotte held onto Eloise's arm and exclaimed, "Has the whole school come here!?"

Eloise didn't find it strange and said, "Probably. Do you watch idol dramas? Let me tell you, our school's basketball team is more focused on looks than skills. They are good at showing off and attracting attention, like superstars. Everywhere they go, girls scream for them. It's not too bad right now, but later, even the aisles will be filled with people."

Charlotte didn't know what to say.

Being an avid fan was terrifying.

Reagan and Vivian had already reserved seats in advance by using Cecilia's name. When they saw Cecilia, they waved to her to find seats.

The seats were in the front row, closest to the court. The place was incredibly crowded, and even with Cecilia leading the way, Charlotte still got bumped into by people.

With delicate skin and a weak body, Charlotte couldn't bear it after walking only halfway through the aisle. She wanted to hold onto Eloise's hand, but a warm, large hand held hers instead.

Nicholas raised an eyebrow with a hint of impatience and saw Charlotte turn her head. He gently turned her head back, saying, "I'm holding onto you. Please focus on walking and don't trip."

Charlotte obediently agreed, and she heard Nicholas sneer from behind, "These idiots! Why do they cause such a commotion? They must be insane!"

Charlotte didn't know what to answer.

She cautiously looked around the crowd. Then she said seriously to Nicholas, "Now, everyone around us is a fan of the school's basketball team. Fans can be crazy, and if they hear what you just said, they might attack you!"

She had seen many incidents on TV where overly enthusiastic fans assaulted bystanders!

Nicholas looked at her strangely and suddenly smiled mischievously, "If I get attacked, will you protect me?"

Charlotte thought for a moment and shook her head sincerely, "I don't know how to fight, so I will find a safe place to hide. But once the fight is over, I can help you with first aid and dress your wounds. There is a scar removal ointment at my home that works really well."

Nicholas, "..."

He sighed and rubbed his forehead, somewhat helpless. He said, "Don't worry, even if I insult the basketball team here that they are all idiots and no one would dare attack me."

He tugged on Charlotte's clothing collar and said, "Let's go."

With great difficulty, they finally reached their seats. Charlotte sat down next to Eloise and let out a sigh of relief, "There are so many people."

Eloise handed her a bottle of drink, "Here, you'll get used to it."

Nicholas casually sat down next to Charlotte. The seats at the basketball court were a bit low, and his long legs had nowhere to go. Charlotte looked at him and couldn't help but smile, "Short legs have their advantages, too!"

Charlotte lowered her head to unscrew the bottle cap but struggled for a while and couldn't open it. She frowned, and suddenly a hand reached out to take the drink from her, and effortlessly opened it before handing it back to her.

Charlotte took the drink and instinctively looked up, only to see Andrew's face, which seemed to be illuminated by the sun, gentle and warm.

"..." She pursed her lips and remained silent. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Wearing white sportswear, Andrew kneeled down in front of Charlotte and met her gaze, "Char."

Charlotte felt a bit annoyed, "What's the matter?"

Countless pairs of eyes in the basketball court were now focused on them, and the previously noisy atmosphere became strangely quiet. Andrew's voice sounded particularly clear, "Char, can't we really reconcile?"

With just this sentence, the entire basketball court became noisy as if something had exploded.

"The past? What past? Could it be that the school heartthrob and this new transfer student have some unclear relationship?"

"Is the school heartthrob blind? Why would he like such an ugly person?"

Charlotte's fair fingers instantly tightened around the bottle. She could hear those familiar whispers, like venomous snakes hissing, ready to bite her at any moment and inject venom that would make tears stream down her face.

She didn't want to be like before anymore.

Charlotte's body curled up in her seat with her spine slightly bent, forming a curve with her waist. It was an instinctual posture of self-protection in an environment lacking security.

She lowered her thick eyelashes and didn't look at Andrew. Her voice was soft, "I had already told you that I never promised you anything."

A tinge of pain flashed in Andrew's eyes.

He had spent the past few days in a numb state of alcohol. He rarely drank before and didn't have a high tolerance.

He knew that drowning himself in alcohol was not a good thing, but he couldn't control himself. In the illusions woven by alcohol, Charlotte had nothing to do with Nelson. She was still the gentle girl who would purse her lips and smile at him.

His clarity came from a slap from his mother. Rachel sternly asked him, "Andrew! Are you going to ruin your whole life for a woman?"

Andrew took a deep breath and said, "Char, I believe you're not that kind of person..."

Charlotte's voice was colder than ever before, "I am that kind of person."

She gathered her courage and looked at Andrew, "Don't believe me anymore."