Chapter 568 In the car, Romeo was incessantly checking his phone, finally getting the text heâd been waiting for.
Just a simple message: All is well. Accompanied by a photo of her dorm room.
But the first thing Romeo noticed was her slender figure, reflected on the glass door as she took the photo.
She looked stunning.
As he was about to reply, there was a knock on the car window.
âRomeo,â Serena was standing outside the car, smiling sweetly, âItâs stuffy in the car. Why donât you come out for some fresh air?â
Ignoring her, Romeo went back to his text. Serena knocked on the window again.
âYou must be bored all alone in the car. No one to chat with. All the drivers are helping my sister move her stuff: Mom and Dad arenât here either. Weâve got nothing to do, so why not grab a coffee at a nearby café and wait? Romeo, are you even listening?â
She deliberately pressed her chest against the car window, trying to get Romeoâs attention. But he didnât even glance at her, focusing on his phone as if she didnât exist.
Feeling embarrassed and frustrated, Serena looked to Martha in the other car for encouragement.
âRomeo, I donât mean anything by it. We grew up together; canât we even have a cup of coffee now? What could I possibly do to you with all these people around?â âIâm engaged,â Romeo said coldly without looking up from his phone, âkeep your distance.â
Upon hearing this, Serena put on a pitiful look.
âDo you really prefer the icy and rude ones?â
Before Serena could finish, Romeo shot her a warning look.
âRomeo.â She was telling the truth! Arabella was indeed cold and had a knack for rubbing people the wrong way. She wasnât defaming anyone!
âI just wanted to invite you for a coffee, but if youâd rather stay in the car, I can join you.â Serena said in a soft and wronged tone, âIs there a misunderstanding between us? Did my sister say something bad about me?â
âYouâre too full of yourself.â Romeoâs gaze turned icy. âYouâre not even worth mentioning.â
âRomeo.â
âIn this lifetime, even if you mimic her every word and action, even if you have plastic surgery to look like her, I wouldnât give you a second glance.â
This was the first time Serena had been humiliated like this. She stood there, embarrassed and ashamed.
âI despise hypocrites and selfish people, and people who think too highly of themselves, and you are all of them.â
Serena bit her lip, holding back tears.
âIf you keep pushing, your cushy life as a rich girl will be over.â
Feeling humiliated, Serena ran back to her car and burst into tears.
âHow could he say that about me? Iâm not fake; Iâm not selfish; Iâm not selfâcentered.â Serena sobbed inconsolably in Marthaâs arms, feeling wronged. âWhat does Arabella have that I donât? Just because heâs a billionaire, does that make him so great? His words were too harsh!â
Martha consoled her, saying, âMen like Mr. McMillan are naturally arrogant. Winning his heart isnât easy. Otherwise, every goodâ
looking girl in the world could be Mrs. McMillan. Why should it be you?â
âBut whatâs so great about Arabella? She just plays the piano, slacks off at work, and is always cold.â
âMen are drawn to women who are cold and indifferent. Itâs their desire to conquer. Itâs not your fault.â
After Marthaâs explanation, Serena finally stopped crying and wiped her nose.
âAnd youâre not smart enough. You should have cried in front of him; that way he would feel awkward and guilty for bullying a girl.
But now, dry your tears, listen to me, and try again.â
âDo I have to go again?â Serena really didnât want to make a fool of herself again. Romeoâs réaction was terrifying. If she went again, heâd probably hit her!
âYou need to be persistent; show him what makes you special!â Martha continued, âLet him know you truly like him! Not like other girls who are after his wealth and status.â
After some thought, Serena finally got out of the car.
!
This time, following Marthaâs advice, she bravely knocked on Romeoâs car window and said softly, âRomeo, Iâm sorry I was wrong. Please donât be mad; just hear me out.â
Romeo glanced at her, and seeing a glimmer of hope, Serena said with a wronged tone, âCould you get out of the car while we talk? Itâs suffocating with you staring at me.â
She lowered her head, like a child whoâd done something wrong, nervously expecting forgiveness.
But to Serenaâs surprise.
The next moment, she heard the car door open.
Romeoâs dress shoes came into view.
As his feet hit the ground, it felt like a dream to Serena. She couldnât believe it. She looked slowly up at his incredibly handsome face, Romeo got out of the car!
He actually got out of the car!
He was standing right in front of her!
Martha was right; men canât stand seeing women in tears, looking helpless.
She had purposefully made that face showing a bit more skin, just to get this reaction.
Just as Serena was about to let her joy show and say something, Romeo was already on the move, breezing past her.
The whole thing took only three seconds.
Serena stood there, dumbstruck, as he got into Carlâs car, which quickly drove away.
It took her a moment to realize that Romeo hadnât gotten out of the car to hear her talk. He saw Carl coming to pick him up, so he got out.
From start to finish, all of this had nothing to do with her.
Her previous happiness vanished, replaced by embarrassment and shame.
In the car, Carl was driving and asking at the same time, âBoss, whatâs up? Werenât you supposed to drop Ms. Bella off at school today? Why the sudden change of plan? Did you have a spat with Ms. Bella?â