Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Going Blind
Translator: 549690339
Caleb Mamet leaned back in his chair, pushing the lunchbox towards Xaviera Evans.
Xaviera: â
Her gaze lingered on Calebâs lips.
Okay, she admitted she had developed a picky appetite. Her food used to always taste bitter, sheâd grown accustomed to it. But since kissing Caleb, she could taste the flavor of her meals. Xaviera felt like eating those bitter dishes again would be the worldâs worst torture!
But lately, Caleb had been grumpy she didnât dare to touch himâŠ
âEat, donât want to eat?â Caleb tapped impatiently on the table.
Xaviera thought for three seconds and then suddenly raised her head to show a smile: âDo you want a kiss?â
The delicious food right in front of her, she canât resist the temptation of food, she outstretched her evil little hand to Caleb.
Caleb looked cold, a light hum escaping from his throat: âSay that again?â
Xaviera swallowed. Her chopsticks randomly poking at the rice in her bowl, dealing with Caleb had become difficult lately. She hesitated whether to go on.
ButâŠ
She glanced at the glutinous rice balls on the small desk, remembering the soft and sweet taste, she closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and announced: âI said, do you want a kiss!âo Caleb laughed softly: âSorry, no kiss.â
Xaviera: !
Are you kidding me?!
You say no kiss, so no kiss?!
Angered to the extreme, Xaviera charged across the table, pressing one hand on Calebâs shoulder. She lowered her head and without hesitation, her red lips moved towards the manâs thin lips!
Her movements were fierce, but the lips that pressed on his were incredibly soft.
During every breath was a hint of mint.
Caleb didnât move an inch, leaning back against the leather chair while Xaviera took liberties with his lips. His long eyelashes dropped, concealing the flash of light in his dark eyes.
Xaviera knew nothing about kissing and merely gnawed on Calebâs lips, accidentally biting too hard at one point, causing him to grunt softly.
His voice was low and hoarse. Startled, Xaviera carelessly released him.
A trickle of blood slowly seeped from the corner of Calebâs mouth.
Xaviera: â
Caleb touched the corner of his lips. The faint sting made him furrow his brows unintentionally. The look he gave Xaviera held a bit of reproach and dissatisfaction.
Xaviera awkwardly toyed with her hair: âThat, accident⊠accident.â
Calebâs smile was inscrutable: âAccident?â
Steve Price who had witnessed the entirely scene:
Shit, his eyes were going to go blind!
Luckily, after Caleb said those words, he fell silent, and Xaviera quietly returned to her seat and began eating her meal in silence.
Caleb sat opposite her, watching as she stuffs her cheeks like a hamster. Her chopsticks continuously reached into the lunchbox. She ate quickly, but it was not sloppy.
As Xaviera took care of herself, she did not forget to serve food to Caleb.
Caleb looked at the bowl in front of him, piled with food, and unbuttoned his shirt sleeve. His well-defined fingers picked up the neglected chopsticks and started to calmly eat the meal in front of him.
For a while, only the sound of food being chewed remained in the quiet back seat.
At this time, the participating students backstage were discussing the topic of the competition.
âIâve heard that this time the theme was set by Miss Lohill!â
âAh, no wonder itâs so hard, I feel like Iâm going to be last!â
âSo sad, the moment I saw the topic, I began to doubt if I really belonged to the fashion design major.â
âBut Mag Evans must be under no pressure, right? After all, sheâs Miss Lohillâs disciple. Iâm so jealous of her, I also want Miss Lohillâs guidance!â
Mag Evans smiled shyly: âActually, like everyone else, the moment I saw the topic, I was also confused.â
âOh come on, donât be modest. As Miss Lohillâs disciple, you must be accustomed to her way of setting tasks. Even if youâre confused, youâll perform better than us.â
The girl spoke with both envy and resignation.
Seeing everyoneâs low spirits, Mag skillfully changed the subject: âWhereâs my sister? Why havenât I seen her?â
Everyone went quiet, then sneered dismissively.
âWho knows?â
âDid not see her in the arena just now, probably made a run for it.â
âHaha, itâs forgivable if she ran, after all, she came from a different background than us.â
Their gloom lifted, reviving the chat, due to the prospect of Xaviera ranking last.
Meg spoke gently: âDonât say that. My sister is very hardworking and she loves design⊠Everyone has the right to pursue their dreams. We shouldnât mock those who dare to dream.â
âHahaha, Mag, you should know thereâs a difference between dreams and delusions.â Someone didnât reserve their mockery..