Chapter 30


    Chapter 30 Elm Disliked Her


    Will, who prefers solitude, always slept alone. Both the study and the master bedroom on the second


    floor are off-limits.


    Initially, Eileen and Eric upied the third floor, while Vera lived on the fourth floor.


    Now, she had no choice but to give up her room on the third floor and move to the only avable room


    on the fifth floor, which happened to be the topmost floor.


    However, the fifth floor had its advantages; it was incredibly serene and boasted a spacious. balcony


    where she could indulge in activities like nting flowers, sipping tea, and enjoying the night view.


    Even if she spent all day in that room, she would not feel bored.


    Eileen took a few painkillers and some water before starting to tidy up the house.


    At that moment, Sharon entered the room looking upset and said, “Even if you wanted to move in, you


    shouldn’t have been the one to leave.”


    Eileen took Sharon’s hand, gently smiled, andforted her, “Honestly, it’s the same for anyone living


    in this room. I actually prefer the fifth-floor room. I think my Mom’s paintings. and photographs are kept


    upstairs.”


    “Maybe if I stayed there, Mom can visit me in my dreams. It’s been years since I dreamt of her.”


    That room had always felt closest to her mother.


    Sharon could not bear to see Eileen in distress and held her hand. “Our Eileen, you’re so sensible.”


    “Because I’ve grown up, Sharon. I know many things now,” Eileen replied.


    She continued to pack her clothes and essential belongings before the housekeepingpany arrived.


    They reced all the old furniture in her original room and covered the pink walls with ke wallpaper,


    transforming the room’s style in less than two hours.


    There were also exclusive custom-made clothingpanies that deliverrge quantities of clothes and


    skirts to the upper floors. Will had always been generous with women. As far as Eileen knows, a


    college student who was with Will for three years was gifted an apartment. after he grew tired of their


    rtionship.


    Eileen did not have many belongings, so she quickly packed her things in the tidy room. When she


    pushed open the ss doors leading to the balcony, memories of her mother flooded back. Her mother


    used to take good care of the flowers, and there was a painter’ser on the wall, where her mother


    drew.


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    As she strolled on the balcony and leaned against the railing, the wind gently brushed her face, and the


    view was breathtaking. From this spot, she could even see Elsie’s room. Compared to her previous


    room, this ce felt like her own private sanctuary. She could now lock herself in the room and do


    whatever she pleased.


    Apart from the inconvenience of going up and down the stairs, there was no reason for Eric toe to


    her room.


    Feeling ecstatic, Eileen joyfully rolled around on the bed.


    Sharon entered the room, holding a framed painting of sunflowers. “Eileen, I just made the bed; please


    don’t mess it up.”Belonging ? N?velDram/a.Org.


    “Sharon, you don’t have to clean my room anymore. I’ll take care of it myself, along with washing my


    own clothes,” Eileen said.


    “Alright, I’ll leave the painting here,” Sharon replied.


    Just then, Eric’s voice was heard. Eileen immediately sat up on her knees, removing the nket from


    her head. “Eric, why are you here? Are you feeling better?”


    Eric coughed a few times and said, “I’m almost better. If you don’t like this room, you can move to mine.


    The floor is lower, and it’s less troublesome to go up and down.”


    Eileen responded, “It’s okay; it’s a good way to exercise. Besides, the view from here is amazing,


    especially for stargazing. Don’t worry about me, Eric.”


    Eric walked to the side of her bed and ced a reassuring hand on the top of her head, saying, “I’m


    just worried that you might feel ufortable or mistreated.”


    Ufortable? Mistreated? How could she ever feel that way?


    I should be grateful if you spared my life.


    “Not at all!” Eileen replied with a smile, her eyes slightly bent.


    She had willingly made way for Eric tomunicate with Elsie more conveniently. She did not feel


    wrong at all.


    “Tell me if you need anything,” Eric added.


    “Okay,” Eileen responded.


    Later, Eileen brought a kettle into her room from downstairs, that was to make sure she would not have


    to go down for water, reducing the chance of bumping into Eric and Elsie.


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    Time flew by, and Elsie stayed there for several days, working at the dealer’s ce.


    Eric left with Vera and never returned since.


    Eileen rarely saw Elsie or Will in the house; they hardly came back. Most of the time, she was.


    alone.


    After staying at home for about a week, Eileen returned to school. She found that Elsie had fewer


    sses and mainly taught music, which did not intersect much with her own sses, so they rarely met


    on campus.


    Back in ss, the results of the mock quizzes were announced one by one. The teachers had set the


    test papers themselves. Eileen had achieved three rtively good scores. In the humanities, her


    average score was around 100, and in science, it was around 90. These scores were enough for her to


    get into Rustboro University in Lumiose. Trying too hard beyond. that point would not make much


    difference.


    When the ss monitor announced the ss rankings, Eileen was surprised to find herself in fifth


    ce. Her ssmates looked at her with disbelief.


    Someone questioned, “Is this real? Are you sure you’re not fifth from the bottom?”


    The ss deputy coughed and said, “Eileen’s recent efforts have been evident to all of you, and


    everyone should learn from her. Although all of youe from good family backgrounds, the


    knowledge you gain is your own, and sometimes money cannot guarantee sess. After the results


    are announced, let’s all focus on our studies and learn diligently.”


    “Eileen,e with me, the ss deputy said, and Eileen quietly set aside the romance novel she was


    using to cover her math book before following him outside the ssroom.


    “Sir, is there something you need from me?” Eileen asked, feeling a bit nervous.


    The ss deputy, who wore sses and was in his forties, was the head teacher of ss 1. He spoke,


    “I heard from Ms. Elsie that you want to transfer to another ss. Is that right?”


    Eileen nodded and replied, “Yes, teacher.”


    The ss deputy expressed his concern, “Transferring sses at this point might not be very beneficial


    for your studies. It could end up dying your progress. Each ss has its own. pace, and there are


    only a few months left in the semester. My advice is to wait and see. As for Elm, you needn’t worry.


    He’s currently hospitalized and won’t being to school.”


    “Hospitalized? What happened to Elm? Is he seriously injured?” Eileen asked with concern.


    The ss deputy’s expression turned serious. He’s not doing very well. When I visited him, he was in a


    coma. Eileen, I am aware of your family’s situation to some extent. If possible, talk to your family


    members and show some leniency. Please lecture him, and there’s no need to be overly harsh.”


    She said, “Teacher, can I ask for leave to visit him? I really want to see how Elm is doing.”


    Her feelings wereplex. Elm disliked her, but she did not believe he would let anyone


    harm her.


    The head teacher responded, “You can visit him after school. Go back to ss.”


    “Alright sir,” Eileen replied obediently.