Chapter 725 Leon Is A Rich Man
Lydia had been staying at Michelle''s house for the past two days, and they slept in the same bed.
Last night, Michelle told Lydia Nina had had been sleeping in this bed. Michelle and Lydia had been
talking for a long time before they feel asleep.
But today, Michelley in the bed silently, staring at the ceiling as if in a daze. Ever since she came
back from the flower shop, she had been acting odd. Nheless, she refused to tell anyone what she
had just experienced back in the shop.
Since she had been silent the whole time, Lydia kept quiet as well.
The two justy in the bed, waiting for sleep to catch up on them. But both of them weren''t even close
to being sleepy. In fact, Michelle felt as if her heart was choking with grief. It also didn''t help that she
took a nap that afternoon, so now she felt wide awake.
On the other hand, Lydia was still stuck in her own thoughts.
At first, she only had feeling that Michelle was sulking because of Leon. But now, she was sure that it
was true. She heard Michelle mentioned something about the tie during her conversation with Leon on
the phone.
It seemed like Michelle had changed her mind and didn''t want to give the tie to Leon.
"Why?" Lydia pondered on this question for a long time until she finally asked the question out loud.
In the silence of the room, there was a rustling sound as she turned over. It was the sound of her skin
rubbing against the quilt.
Michelle was caught off guard by her question. She tilted her head in confusion. "What? What do you
mean?"
Her voice seemed soft and wane. Its usual vigor was missing.
"Why did you change your mind about the tie you nned on giving to Leon?" Lydia stared at
Michelle''s profile, outlined dimly in the dark. She tried to find some clues from her reaction.
Michelle was never good at hiding her emotions. As soon as she heard the word "tie," her eyes
dimmed and her heart ached.
To hide her sadness, she slipped her head under the quilt, covering her entire face.
Her voice was dull as she said, "I just didn''t want to give it to him anymore."
"You really don''t want to tell me, huh?" Lydia propped herself up with her elbow and tried pulling the
quilt off Michelle. But Michelle kept tugging it back up over her head.
Lydia sighed and decided to change her tactic.
She casuallyy back down, closing her eyes as she said, "Since you don''t want to tell me, I won''t ask
anymore. Just remember that you can alwayse to me if you need some help with a problem that
you can''t solve. Just as how you are always there for me whenever I need help."
Michelle clenched her eyes around the quilt. Finally, her head popped out from under it, but only the top
half of it was exposed.
The two of them were sharing the same quilt, so both of them were conscious of every little movement
underneath it. But since Lydia''s eyes were closed, she didn''t see Michelle''s head slipping out of the
quilt. Nheless, she could feel her movements, and she knew that Michelle was finally going to say
something.
Sensing that her other method had worked, Lydia continued, "If you''re not going to say anything, I
might end up falling asleep. But after tonight, I won''t ask again, and if you want to ask something
tomorrow, I won''t answer. The decision is yours."
"How can you do this to me?" In a fit of anger, Michelle finally emerged from underneath the quilt. She
furiously blew at the stray strands of hair that stuck to her face.
"I used to ask you questions before, and you always answered them no matter how much time had
passed." At that moment, Michelle felt hurt. The corner of her lips were pulled down into a pout. Her lip
jutting out a bit as if she would cry at any second.
Lydia wanted to burst outughing at her friend''s outburst. But she didn''t want to annoy Michelle even
further. In the end, she settled on saying this with a straight face, "Can''t you do it now, then? The longer
you keep your worries to yourself, the more miserable you''ll be.
It''s like when you leave a leftover meal overnight on the table. The longer it stays there, the more sour
it gets until it gets spoiled. Who even wants to eat spoiled food? Do you understand what I''m trying to
say?"
Lydia didn''t know why Michelle was hurt like this. She watched as tears began streaming down
Michelle''s face. Michelle said stubbornly, "Then I''ll put the leftover in the fridge. This way, it canst
longer."
Lydia was stunned for a moment.
She sighed. "And how many days do you n to keep it inside the fridge? It''s October now. In two
months, I will be taking my postgraduate exam. After Leon''s birthday, I won''t have time anymore to
listen to yourints."
The postgraduate entrance exam was a turning point in her life. It was her second chance to start all
over again.
It was then that Michelle remembered that Lydia was nning to take her postgraduate exam soon.
She suddenly felt guilty for bothering Lydia to help her prepare for Leon''s birthday.
Before turning around, she forced back her tears and said, "I''m so sorry, Lydia."
"I don''t need your apology. I just want you to tell me what happened. You know that I don''t have many
good friends. It''s only you, Austin, and our other roommates who are close to me. It''s only natural that I
want to help you with your problems. And anyway, two heads are always better than one." Lydia
nced at her sideways.
Hesitating for a while, Michelle finally said, "I do have a few questions for you."
"Go ahead then. You can ask me anything you want," Lydia said.
With the bedroom lights on, the two turned until they were facing each other. Half of their faces were
covered by shadows, but because they were lying so closely together, they could see the other''s face
so clearly.
Michelle''s eyshes were trembling. She frowned and said, "If someone lied to you about being poor,
will you get angry?"
"Pretending to be poor?" Lydia was surprised by Michelle''s question. She was expecting her to ask
something rted to their secret crushes. Her on Austin, and Michelle on Leon. Lydia was already
prepared with how she would answer Michelle if that was the case.
After all, she had been crushing on Austin for two or three years now. She could perfectly understand
Michelle''s own feelings for Leon.
But she didn''t know how to answer the question about someone pretending to be poor.
"Who lied to you about being poor?" Lydia asked curiously.
Michelle widened her eyes and looked at Lydia in disbelief. "What? How did you know? I remember I
said ''if.''"
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"Well, people would often ask that type of question whenever they are referring to their experiences."
Lydia''s eyes then fell on Michelle''s bracelet. It was then that she remember Debra telling her that the
bracelet would cost a fortune.
The pieces of the puzzle was finally falling into ce.
She felt her heart skip a beat.
''Does that mean Leon is rich?''
In fact, her first impression on Leon back then was that he didn''t look poor at all. His sister, Nina,
especially didn''t act like one.
Lydia had been born in a poor family. Her parents worked very hard to be able to raise their children.
Sometimes, they had to prioritize work first over spending time with their family. In the end, they tried
their best to teach their children to be kind and sincere despite being busy most of the time.
They might not have the means to give their children all the material things they wanted. But they
taught them everything they need to be decent human beings.
Nheless, they still had to work hard to make sure that their children were able to live afortable
life. Not to mention, teaching values to their children meant they must also have their own spiritual
wealth.
Leon and his sister had an entirely different upbringing from the others, and it definitely showed. The
way they behave reminded Lydia of the noblemen of the ancient times. One was a gentle nobleman,
while the other was a cold and distant princess.
She always found herself wondering whether Nina came from a prestigious family. The way the other
woman behaved was very different from the rest.
And now, the more Lydia thought about it, the more she was starting to suspect that Leon came from a
rich family.
"Michelle, I have a question for you. That bracelet you''re wearing is a gift from Leon, right?" Lydia kept
staring at the bracelet. It really did look expensive and luxurious.
"Does that mean Leon is the one who lied to you about being poor?"
Michelle nodded her head. "He is actually very rich."
"I see." Indeed, he needed to be very rich to be able to buy a bracelet like that.
Nheless, Lydia was still shock to find out the truth.
"So you''re wondering if I''d get angry after finding out someone lied to me about being poor, right? Then
let me return the question to you. Will you get angry?" Lydia said.
"I don''t know." Lowering her eyes, Michelle stroked the bracelet. She felt very conflicted. "I feel angry,
but at the same time, I don''t. I can''t really understand what I''m currently feeling."
"Then try to understand your feelings more." Lydia watched her intently before asking, "So the reason
why you don''t want to give him the tie anymore is because you think Leon might want something more
expensive than that, right?"
"It''s not like that," Michelle quickly answered. "My mother often tells me that any gift is good as long as
ites from the heart. I sincerely want to give him a tie as an apology. And I don''t think Leon is that
kind of person. He''s a good man."
She paused as she remembered what Valerie had told her. ''Leon is a very affectionate man.
After all, he had been looking for Valerie for so many years.''