The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 568

In the car, Romeo was incessantly checking his phone, finally getting the text he’d 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.

“Romeo,” Serena was standing outside the car, smiling sweetly, “It’s stuffy in the car. Why don’t you come out for some fresh air?”

Ignoring her, Romeo went back to his text. Serena knocked on the window again.

“You 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 aren’t here either. We’ve got nothing to do, so why not grab a coffee at a nearby café and wait? Romeo, are you even listening?”

She deliberately pressed her chest against the car window, trying to get Romeo’s attention. But he didn’t even glance at her, focusing on his phone as if she didn’t

exist.

Feeling embarrassed and frustrated, Serena looked to Martha in the other car for encouragement.

“Romeo, I don’t mean anything by it. We grew up together; can’t we even have a cup of coffee now? What could I possibly do to you with all these people around?” “I’m engaged,” Romeo said coldly without looking up from his phone, “keep your distance.”

Upon hearing this, Serena put on a pitiful look.

“Do you really prefer the icy and rude ones?”

shot her a

indeed cold and had a knack for rubbing people the wrong way. She wasn’t

stay in the car, I can join you.” Serena said in a soft and wronged tone, “Is there a misunderstanding between us? Did my sister say something bad about

turned

“Romeo.”

word and action, even if you have plastic surgery to look like her, I

first time Serena had been humiliated like this. She

who think too highly of themselves, and you

bit her lip, holding

your cushy life as

humiliated, Serena ran back to her car and

he say that about me? I’m not fake; I’m not selfish; I’m not self–centered.” Serena sobbed inconsolably in Martha’s arms, feeling wronged. “What does

“Men like Mr. McMillan are naturally arrogant. Winning his heart isn’t easy. Otherwise, every good–looking girl in the world could be Mrs. McMillan. Why

the piano,

to women who are cold and indifferent. It’s their desire to conquer. It’s not your

finally stopped crying

front of him; that way he would feel awkward and guilty for bullying a girl. But

Serena really didn’t want to make a fool of

show him what makes you special!” Martha continued, “Let him know you truly like him!

status.”

some thought, Serena finally got out

!

said softly, “Romeo, I’m sorry I was wrong. Please don’t be mad; just

out.”

a wronged tone, “Could you

at me.”