Chapter 50 The Wildcat and the Gentleman

Mr. Johnathan, you should go back. I’m fine.”

Johnathan had already spent over ten minutes bringing her here, leaving the ss to the monitor for a lesson preview.

Looking at the unusually obedient Sierra, he suddenly reached out and covered her eyes with his hand.

Sierra had no idea why he did that. She blinked instinctively, hershes brushing against his palin. The faint tickling sensation sent a strange numbness up his arm.

The moment felt oddly intimate. Before she could ask bwhat /bhe was doing, he spoke.

“Girls don’t have to be this strong

And they won’t have to be this well–behaved either. The ones who are too obedient or amodating are always the easiest to

hurt

Johnathan had realized something–Sierra was like a wildcat. She looked fierce, ready to w at anyone who wronged her,

eaving them bloodied and wounded.

But if someone treated her well, gave her just the smallest bit of kindness–like tossing a little meat her way–she would roll over and show her belly

Right now, she was showing him her belly.

The realization made his palm feel scalding hot.

He pulled his hand back quickly, almost hastily, and left.

Sierra didn’t bnotice /banything strange about his reaction. She bwas /bstill thinking about what he had just said, then let out a quiet, bitterugh

She didn’t want to be strong-

But she had no choice.

No one else would be her support. She had to rely on herself.

Meanwhile, the incident at school spread like wildfire.

Sierra had no idea she had be the center of gossip. Even if she knew, she wouldn’t have cared.

She slept deeply, her phone buzzing multiple times beside her, but she remained unresponsive, trapped in nightmares.

The same bimages /byed over and bover /bin her mind, looping endlessly.

bShe /bsuddenly jolted awake–only to find an unexpected figure sitting by her bed.

Feeling better?

bYaron /bwas watching her with concern. He reached out to check if her fever had gone down, but Sierra blocked his hand.

“What are you doing here?”

She had assumed bthat /bafterst time. bYaron /bwouldn’t dare show his face in front of her again.

“Theard you were sick and got worried. So I came to check on byou/b.”

As he spoke, he adjusted the hospital bed to help her bsit /bup and poured her ba /bbss /bof water.

“I’m sorry. I bdidn’t /bknow the truth about a lot of things. I was stupid to believe those rumors. Sierra, I really am sorry, many

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Chapter 50 The Wildcat and the Gentleman

Compared to the Xander brothers, Varon was bfar /bmore sincere.

But the more genuine he seemed, the more suspicious Sierra became.

Something wasn’t right.

Now that her fever had dropped, her headache had eased, and her thoughts were clearer.

Finished

She thought about it for ba /bmoment, then said, “Is this about the Xander family? If so, you’re going to be disappointed. I’m cutting all ties with them soon.

Varon froze for a second before a flicker of hurt shed across his face. “Sierra, why would you think that? Yes, I admit I made mistakes before. But I’m truly apologizing now. Is that really bhow /byou see me?”

Sierra smirked. “Oh? I thought you had a clear understanding of yourself. Natural–born flirt, casting your everywhere, stringing women along”

With every word, Yaron’s expression darkened.

Normally, if someone provoked him like this, he would have stormed off.

But today, to her surprise, he held back.

“I won’t argue with you since you’re sick. Don’t make things harder for yourself. Drink some water.”

He held bout /bthe ss but Sierra didn’t even nce at it.

What do you really want?”

She had no patience for pointless games.

But Yaron insisted he was just worried about her.

Sierra wasn’t interested in pushing the issue. She closed her eyes, trying to rest.

And then she saw her again.

The girl was reaching out to her, silently begging for help. Calling out for Mom.

bSierra’s /bfingers twitched slightly.

She knew 00060’s real name.

Back then, they had confided in each other, two people bound by misfortune.

Her name was–Daphne.

But that name alone wasn’t enough to find her.

Shane would know.

But she didn’t want to go to him.

The price of asking Shane for help was too high.

Who else could she turn to?

As she was lost in thought, the infirmary door swung open.

Johnathan bwalked /bin.

When he saw Yaron, his brows lifted slightly.