Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 28

[Nichole, you better check what your boyfriend is doing. I feel like there's something unusual about those two.]

Nichole bit her lip. Previously, driven by vanity, she had lied to her roommates that James was her boyfriend after they repeatedly asked. If this lie were exposed, how could she live in the dormitory any longer?

She would definitely become the laughingstock among the girls.

After much hesitation, Nichole sent a message: [I've heard you. Don't worry about it for now. I trust my boyfriend's character.]

With that, Nichole flung back the hospital bed sheets and said to the nurse outside the door, "Hello, I'd like to get discharged now."

Outside Eastwood College, Sophie was pulled into the car by James.

"Give me an explanation." James' voice was icy.

"I wanted to come to Eastwood College to study finance," Sophie stated plainly.

"I won't allow it."

"And what right do you have to stop me?"

"Because I'm your husband." James’ voice grew even colder. "Sophie, don't think I don't know what you're up to."

"What are you talking about?"

"Nichole is at this school, and you deliberately followed here, trying to make things difficult for her."

"James, I'm not as petty as you think."

Sophie exited the car decisively.

James’ mood darkened further at her indifferent attitude. Soon after, he called Colt. "Notify the school administration not to loosen the requirements because of Sophie's status. If she wants to get in, she'll have to pass the exams on her own."

Colt listened to James’ slightly angry voice and was stunned. It seemed that Mr. Burke's temper had been quite bad lately, and it all seemed to be because of Mrs. Burke.

By noon, Nichole returned to the dormitory to find her roommates already waiting for her.

"Nichole, you're finally back." Krystal got off her bed anxiously and said, "Today, we saw that woman getting out of your boyfriend's car. They were in there for quite a long time."

"Yeah, Nichole, Krystal and I saw it with our own eyes. Who is that woman, exactly? Did you ask your boyfriend? What did he say?"

Looking at her roommates' curious faces, Nichole lowered her head, "That woman likes my boyfriend, but he doesn't like her. She's just clinging on. This time, she came to the school to cause trouble, and my boyfriend came to clear things up as soon as he knew—unfortunately, you guys saw them."