Chapter 1985


    Miranda Attwood, who stood quietly next to Johan, inched a step forward.


    She looked at Sierra and smiled with a hint of embarrassment. "Hi, Sierra. I''m Miranda. We''ll be


    ssmates and roommates from now on. I''m not a local here and I''m very eager to get to know this


    city but I''m not familiar with the area at all so I might have to trouble you to bring me around in the


    future."


    "Hi Miranda, nice to meet you!" Perhaps because of Johan, Sierra was somewhat repulsive toward


    her.


    Miranda was ever so warm to her, so Sierra could not ignore her but greeted her with niceties.


    "We are all in the same course, so we''ll definitely bump into each other a lot. Well, let''s just get you


    two to your dorms now, yeah." Johan said as he and Maxtor carried the luggage so that they could


    get the two girls settled in.


    Miranda followed closely behind him. "Johan, the bags are heavy. Let me carry some. Don''t tire


    yourself out."


    Maxtor said discontentedly, "It''s not heavy at all.


    Johan is a man, he''ll be fine."


    Miranda retorted in a soft voice, "I know better than you how heavy my luggage is. Besides, even if


    it''s not heavy, can''t I be concerned for Johan?"


    Maxtor continued, "Care shoulde from the heart, not just a figure of speech."


    Miranda was so angry at Maxtor''s words that tears started welling up in her eyes.


    Upon seeing that, Johan red at Maxtor coldly. "Maxtor, no one will take you for a mute if you don''t


    speak."


    Maxtor had no choice but to shut his mouth obediently.


    Sierra, who was a few steps behind them, took in what had just happened. Johan was always


    looking out for Miranda. He really seemed like a good man but it was too bad that he was taken.


    Sierra looked away and took a deep breath quietly. She slowed down once again to distance herself


    from them.


    "Some people just didn''t belong to you, so you shouldn''t bear any other thoughts about them,"


    Sierra said to herself.


    She shook her head, trying to dispel those inappropriate thoughts of hers.


    However, before she could, she suddenly bumped into someone, and a pleasant scent wafted into


    her nostrils.


    She looked up and saw that Johan, who was some distance ahead of her earlier, was standing in


    front of her like a tall mountain.


    Sierra was so surprised that she didn''t know what to say and looked at him nkly. He took the


    small bag from her and said, "Let me help you with this."


    Not only was he good looking, he was fit, smart, and had such a nice voice too. He was attractive,


    and even more so right then when he was looking at her with such a gentle gaze.


    Sierra''s heart thumped wildly and it felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She had


    no control over her heartbeat at all.


    D*mn it!


    She had seen all kinds of men, but why was she so obsessed with him who she had just


    encountered?


    "They''re already way ahead of us. Let''s go." Johan''s voice sounded over Sierra''s head once again.


    It was only then did shee to her senses and followed him with stiff steps.


    Johan deliberately slowed down his pace and said, "Sierra, in fact, I''ve known you for a long time."


    "What?" Sierra looked up at him. She didn''t dare to believe what he had just said. "How do you


    know me?" she asked.


    "I think it''s rare for anyone in our school to not know you." Johan was one head taller than her and


    he was looking down at her with a faint smile on his face. He added, "I often hear people talk about


    you."


    "Is that so?" It was as if Johan''s gaze was an electric current, numbing Sierra all over. She hurriedly


    looked away and avoided his eyes.


    "Aren''t you curious about the people who were talking about you?"


    "Who is it?"


    "It''s Professor White."


    "Oh, Mr. White. He has a good rtionship with our family, so I''m kind of like his child. Everyone


    always thinks that their child is the best so you don''t be too believing in those praises he spouts


    about me."


    The White family and the Yard family had been family friends for a long time. Forbes White and


    Sierra''s father grew up and went to school together. They were like two peas in a pod.


    Forbes was one of the people who watched Sierra grow up, and he was more or less the reason


    why Maxwell had insisted on enrolling Sierra into that university.


    Forbes had often mentioned that they mustn''t benefit other universities by letting them have


    someone as talented as Sierra.


    Johan, however, said, "How are you so sure that what he said were praises?"


    The pride that was ingrained in Sierra''s bones made her retort in an instant, "Well, I''m amazing. If


    he doesn''t praise me, then I can''t think of anything else he could talk about."


    "Is that so?"


    "Is that not so?"


    "Yes, you''re indeed outstanding, and that''s why he would always use every means in the book to


    praise you in front of me."


    "Why would he always praise me in front of you though?" asked Sierra in confusion.


    "It''s because... I will let you in on the reason next time." Johan deliberately left his sentence


    hanging, causing Sierra to roll her eyes. "Why would you leave your words hanging? How


    ungentlemanly."


    "It''s ugly when girls roll their eyes."


    "How can a guy call a girl ugly!" Sierrained.


    Johan suddenly burst intoughter. However, Sierra did not understand which part of her words had


    set him off guffawing.


    Johan was bright and warm back then. His smile was a constant on his face; hisughter always


    echoing.


    Sierra had forgotten when, but it eventually became almost impossible just to hear Johan speak a


    single word to her, let alone disy a smile.


    It was probably because of that incident, for ever since then, she had never seen his smile ever


    again. Not even an insincere one.


    As she thought about it, Sierra felt that her eyelids were getting heavier. She leaned against the


    chair and soon fell asleep.


    She hadn''t had a good rest for the past few days so she was undoubtedly drained. She closed her


    eyes and in no time, she fell into a deep slumber, without realizing that Johan''s gaze, which was


    filled with mixed emotions, was on her.


    More importantly, she also didn''t realize that Johan had covertly scooted over to her side so that


    she could rest her head on his shoulder.


    With Sierra''s head rested on his shoulder, Johan closed his eyes gently. At that moment, his other


    senses had be sharper. He could smell her unique perfume scent and even feel her paced


    breathing.


    That woman looked so lovely and innocent when she was asleep, but in fact, she was such a


    hypocrite that he could never hear anything truthfuling out of her.


    Yes, she was a deceitful and despicable woman!


    What was even more hateful was that he still couldn''t let her go even though he knew what kind of


    person she was.


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    Walking down the memoryne, Johan felt his heart clenching tightly and it was getting hard to


    breathe at that moment. He clenched his fists, and it was only after a long time that did he recover


    from it.


    He lowered the divider andmanded the driver, "Take us to the usual ce."