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Chapter 122 Uncultured

  • To prevent Jackson and Augustus from bumping into each other, I politely refused the former's offer to send me home. On the way home, my feet felt much lighter. I turned Jackson's suggestion over in my mind and found it to be a rather good idea.
  • Assuming Augustus wouldn't be back early that night, I took an early shower and sat on the couch to wait for him.
  • A classical romance drama was playing on the television. Under normal circumstances, I would've been watching the drama with rapt attention, but right then, I was racking my brains trying to come up with the best way to broach the subject with Augustus later. As a result, I could hardly focus on the plot.
  • After waiting for ages, Augustus still didn't return. I mustered up the courage to send him a text, asking what time he was coming home, but I didn't receive a reply. Before I knew it, I fell asleep on the couch.
  • By the time Augustus came home, it was already past two in the morning. He gently patted my cheek to wake me up and whispered, “Why are you sleeping here?”
  • I shot up into a sitting position and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. “Mr. Adler, why are you back so late? All my hair has turned grey from waiting for so long.” After spending more time with Augustus, I realized that he wasn't as cold as I'd first thought. That was why I dared to joke with him once in a while.
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