Chapter 533 Her Heart Was Crushed


    Wesley stepped onto the balcony and found that his clothes were hung there.


    ''She entered the apartment without my permission, and on top of that, she did myundry too?


    What a weird girl!'' he thought.


    ir had sses to attend early the next morning. The rm clock roused her from her deep sleep.


    After washing her face and brushing her teeth, she left her apartment and entered the elevator, her


    head still nk from yesterday''s incident.


    When the elevator reached the first floor, she was still in a daze, not realizing that she had to get out. At


    that moment, a man entered.


    It was Wesley.


    ''Wait! Wesley!'' ir''s eyes widened, as she immediately snapped back into reality.


    Wesley was wearing a grey sweatshirt, ck shorts and a pair of Nike Air Max 720. He had just


    finished his morning exercise. ir could still see beads of sweat on his forehead.


    Wesley cast a casual nce at her before pressing the button to the sixteenth floor. ir watched


    nkly as the doors closed slowly. ''Oh God! What am I doing?'' she thought. "Wait!" she yelled. "Sorry. I


    need to get out."


    She pressed the open button and left the elevator in a hurry. When the doors were about to close


    again, Wesley blocked them with his foot and called out, "Wait!"


    ir stopped and turned around by instinct. "Me?"


    Wesley didn''t respond to her question. Under ir''s expectant eyes, he said coldly, "Do not touch my


    stuff again. I hate people touching my things without my permission."


    ir''s heart was crushed under the weight of his cold words.


    She wanted to apologize to him for intruding, but he didn''t give her the chance to say anything. The


    doors closed quickly and the elevator went up to the sixteenth floor.


    Dejected, ir left the housing estate and arrived at the subway station. The journey was short, but


    she felt like she had been dumped a thousand times.


    Inside the ssroom, ir was leaning over the desk and flipping through the pages of her English


    book. "Joslyn, do you think that girl is his girlfriend?" she murmured in English.


    Joslyn rolled her eyes and spat, "Miss Jing, please speak Chinese! Mandarin!"


    They had just had an English ss, and ir was too overwhelmed. She sat up and apologized.


    "Sorry, Joslyn. I didn''t do it on purpose."


    Joslyn shrugged. "No need to apologize. I know you well. Truth be told, I really envy you. How are you


    able to speak English so well? When you talked to our foreign teacher, you sounded like a native


    English speaker. I wonder when I will get to be that good at speaking English. When that dayes,


    my mom will definitely go to a temple and thank the Buddha."


    ir leaned onto her shoulder. "It''s because you never concentrate on your studies. You''re, in fact,


    smarter than me."


    "Nah. I simply have no talent in English. Forget about it. You look super frustrated. Tell me."


    Recalling what had happened between her and Wesley, ir pouted her lips and began to tell her best


    friend everything.


    After listening to the story, Joslyn looked towards the yground and said, "I guess a lot of women


    might have done the same things as you—doing hisundry and preparing fruits for him. Wesley is the


    dream lover of countless women. You have to admit it. It''s perfectly normal that he has high standards


    for his girlfriend. Just don''t give up so easily. You are pretty, and you have your uncle backing you up. I


    believe that you''ll get what you want soon enough."


    ir was cheered up once again by Joslyn''s words. She hugged Joslyn tightly and said, "Thank you,


    honey. You are always by my side. And don''t worry. You know I''m not the kind of person who gives up


    so easily. I''ll make him mine sooner orter, and then we can sleep together every night." ir giggled


    as she said that.


    Joslyn poked her in the forehead and snapped, "Hey, don''t act so horny! Your superhero might get


    scared away by you."


    irughed out loud, and then Joslyn joined in. She was feeling much better now, after talking to her


    best friend. After a while, she asked, "Where are you working part-time? I want to work too."


    "I was working in a bookstore, but it closed down sometime back. I''m nning to find another part-time


    job. Why do you want to work part-time? What if your cousin finds out?"


    At the mention of her cousin, ir sat up and told Joslyn in a serious tone, "As long as you don''t tell


    him, he won''t know!"


    Embarrassed, Joslyn sat up too and held ir''s hands apologetically. "You knew about that? Please


    don''t be mad at me. Your cousin is so handsome that I wasn''t able to resist his charm. So, I ended up


    telling him whatever he wanted to know about you."


    ir''s cousin was Adalson''s eldest son—Hartwell Ji. He cared for ir very much.


    Especially after ir''s parents passed away, Hartwell Ji would try to find out about her whenever he


    could, like her academic results and her behavior at school.


    With his resources, he could easily get the information he needed through his men. But no one was


    closer to ir than her best friend, Joslyn. The two girls hung around together almost every day.


    Hartwell Ji had only asked Joslyn out once, and she had told him everything he had wanted to learn


    about ir. Besides, they had exchanged their WeChat ounts so that she could update him on any


    news about ir.


    "Joslyn, I forgive you for snitching on me to Hartwell. I know he did all that for my own good. But, you


    can''t say anything about Wesley to him! Okay?" ir warned. She felt shy to let others know that she


    had a crush on Wesley.


    Joslyn nodded. "Rest assured, I won''t tell him. This is your private affair. Trust me, I won''t say


    anything." But deep inside, she thought, ''I don''t even need to tell him! Even your uncle knows about it.


    How is it possible that your cousin wouldn''t know?''


    It was just that Hartwell believed that Wesley was just like an idol for ir, nothing more.


    Adalson knew that ir had moved into the apartment opposite Wesley''s, but Hartwell Ji didn''t know


    that yet. He was working in another city, and no one had told him.


    Since there were no sses in the afternoon, ir decided to go to the library to study Arabic


    Language and Literature.


    Joslyn had her own matters to deal with, so ir had to go alone.


    On her way to the library, she walked past the yground. The freshmen in their camouge uniforms


    were being trained there, as they marched shouting military slogans. The young students, full of vigor


    and vitality, were like the bright morning sun.


    When she passed by a tree on the yground, she heard two girls discussing Wesley. "He is so


    handsome! So masculine and dashing. This is the first time I''ve met him, but I''m already in love with


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    him."


    "I saw him yesterday. He is always the shining star in the crowd. He is the instructor of ss 6. I''m so


    envious of them!"


    Following their gazes, ir saw Wesley in his military uniform and a cap.


    He was guiding the students to goose step. The eyes of the students were full of admiration for their


    instructor.


    ir stayed for a while before she headed to the library, a little dejected.


    Although the air-conditioner was on in the library, it was still a little hot. There were only a few students


    in there. ir found the book she had wanted to read, and began to go through it.


    After about ten minutes, she heard a shriek. ir raised her head to see what was going on, but a


    bookshelf blocked her view.