He suddenly laughed, his eyes filled with disdain, "You're not thinking you're leaving here on Tuesday, are you? I advised you against playing hard to get."
Caleb's face darkened, "How could you possibly bear to leave me? Besides, there's Michele too. She's been a student you've nurtured for so many years; you wouldn't abandon her."
He didn't know that from the moment I agreed to Michele's withdrawal application, I had decided I didn't want either of them anymore.
Just then, Caleb received a phone call. After hearing what the other person said, veins bulged on his forehead.
Before I could react, he grabbed my collar and started pulling me outside.
"Michele was verbally abused on the street and fainted. She's in the hospital now. You have to go apologize to her!"
I looked up, wanting to call for help, only to find that Charles had already left without a sound. Well, who would want to get involved in someone else's family affairs for no reason? I couldn't struggle and he dragged me all the way to the hospital.
As soon as we entered the ward, Michele exclaimed, "Miss Patricia, you look so disheveled!"
On the way, Caleb tugged at my clothes, my collar already wide open.