The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Seeing Paige standing there unharmed, Molly confronted her, “Paige, what did you do?”

“Paige?” Paige raised an eyebrow.

“What did you do to Nancy?” Molly glared, accusing her, “Are you disgusting enough to splash her with manure? I’m going to report you!”

“Do you have any proof?” Paige countered.

“As soon as you walked out of this restroom…”

“Then you better seal off the scene, get an expert team to check for fingerprints on the bucket and the phone,” Paige interrupted with a smile. “If there aren’t any mine, I’ll sue you for defamation and for conspiring with Nancy to harm me intentionally.”

“When did you become so sharp-tongued!” Molly was so angry that she raised her hand and was about to hit her.

Paige’s smile faded, her expression cold as she grabbed Molly’s wrist and twisted it forcefully outward.

“Ahh-!” Molly’s face paled with pain. Her wrist had only recently healed…

“Molly, rest assured, even if you don’t provoke me, I will provoke you.”

“Let go, let go…” Molly’s legs weakened from the pain, nearly collapsing.

As Paige continued to twist her wrist, she added, “You’ve been doing well lately, haven’t you? The matter of buying paintings has not been exposed, everyone still thinks you’re Enrico’s woman, and Malik’s thriving, right?”

“You…” Molly was on the verge of tears from the pain.

“Tell Malik for me,” Paige interrupted, “enjoy your last moments of false happiness. Soon, I’ll make sure you won’t be laughing anymore.”

With a sudden forceful twist, Molly fell to the ground, her hand feeling as though it were broken.

“Paige, you bitch!”

Molly cursed through the pain, but midway through, she suddenly saw something and started crying, “Paige, why are you treating me like this? I just like Bryan. It’s really not me who took him away. If you like him, go after him.”

Paige slowly turned around.

Bryan, dressed in a white suit, stood not far away, looking at her in shock.

“Mmm…” Molly continued to sob on the ground.

Bryan ran up, helping Molly to her feet and looked at Paige, his eyes filled with disbelief. “Paige, after three years, how could you…”

Paige lazily looked at the two of them, not bothering to explain.

Given their past affection for Paige, Bryan couldn’t bring himself to be too harsh. He said, “Paige, I’ve changed my mind. It’s me who wants to be with Molly. If you want to blame someone, blame me. This has nothing to do with Molly. Back then, she genuinely wanted to bring us together. It was your sudden disappearance…”

Paige didn’t bother listening further. With her hands in her pockets, she turned and walked away.

Bryan watched her silhouette… three years apart, how could they become so distant?

“It hurts…” Molly couldn’t hold back when she noticed Bryan’s gaze on Paige. “Bryan, why do you keep staring at her? Are you still thinking about her?”

Bryan turned to Molly in his arms. “Molly, why did you fight with Paige? How did she end up in this school?”

“She transferred here. I wanted to ask her why she changed her name.” Molly, sensing Bryan’s questioning, knew he must have heard the rumors. Tears welled up as she spoke. “I didn’t expect Paige to start cursing at me right away, saying I’m two-faced, calling me names for being with Enrico and not letting go of you.”

As Molly voluntarily mentioned Enrico, Bryan’s eyes turned slightly cold. At the Heaven Hotel last time, Enrico clearly didn’t harbor good intentions towards him. Could it be because of Molly?

“Bryan, you don’t think there’s something between Enrico and me, do you?”

“I only met Enrico because of donation talks and was his dinner companion twice. He even saved me once due to our acquaintance… At that time, I only had you in my mind, but you never came…”

As Molly spoke, tears streamed down her face, choking with grievance. “Bryan, I really missed you when I was in that hideout.”

Molly’s tears choked off Bryan’s questions. He could only hold her. “When I knew about your kidnapping, you had already been rescued. Last night, I wanted to see you, but you didn’t let me in.”

Molly sobbed, “It really hurts…”

“Okay, stop crying. I’ll take you to the hospital for a check-up.” Bryan hugged her, lowering his head to look at her wrist, clearly marked with redness. The injury was severe. Paige had indeed changed.

Meanwhile, outside the restroom, Nick, having witnessed everything, stood dumbfounded…© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Paige walked alone on the road.

Suddenly, she stopped and glanced sideways. “Come out.”

Nick ran out, his expression complicated.

“Why are you following me? Your goddess hit the floor and you didn’t come to comfort her, so you’re following me?” Nick awkwardly touched his hair.

“I saw her hit you first.”

Bryan didn’t see everything, but he saw Molly striking Paige outside the women’s restroom. Not only did it shatter the image of a goddess, but when Bryan arrived, Molly changed her story again. In that moment, he thought, maybe Nancy’s claim that Paige bullied Molly wasn’t true.

“Oh, so?” Paige looked at him speechlessly.

“Well,” Nick suddenly lowered his head to her. “I’m sorry.”

Realizing he was here to apologize, Paige understood but ignored him.

“Anyway, I’m sorry. If you need any help in the future, just tell me. I have many brothers, and we can get anything done!” Nick awkwardly apologized for the first time.

Upon hearing this, Paige raised an eyebrow. It happened to be that she needed some assistance for her upcoming big plan.

“Got it, I’ll remember that. I’ll let you know if I need something,” she replied.

“Oh, by the way, what’s your name anyway? They were calling you…”

“You don’t need to worry about my name. Tell me, which way to the Law School?” Paige had searched for a while but couldn’t find the way to the Law School.

“It’s near the South Gate,” Nick answered.

“Okay.” Paige turned and walked away.

Nick hurried after her, chattering. “Why are you going to the Law School? The Law School and the Art School aren’t even close. Oh, I know! Our university allows double majors. Are you thinking of adding another one?”

Paige gave him a cold glance. “So annoying. Stop following me, or I’ll stab you again.”

Nick halted, but couldn’t resist asking, “Then why do you want to double major? That major is exhausting. Are you planning to become a lawyer or prosecutor in the future?”

“To reform the law!” Paige replied without looking back.

Nick stood stunned in place. Not becoming a lawyer or prosecutor, she was planning to study to reform the law? Impressive, a real boss move. But why did she want to reform the law? Wasn’t A country’s law comprehensive enough?

…

Paige visited the Law School library and successfully borrowed a stack of books on relevant laws. Since she no longer needed to pretend to have a mental illness, she felt more energetic overall. No more reading books upside down, no more biting her nails until they bled.

“Miss, it’s late. You should go to bed,” Olivia said, entering the study with milk. She saw Paige, wearing round glasses, sitting there earnestly reading.

“You can go to sleep first,” Paige replied without lifting her head.

Capital University had many books that couldn’t be found elsewhere, like when and why A country’s slums formed, and why people without self-care abilities should fend for themselves…

It was a rare chance to read these materials, and she couldn’t afford to waste it.

Unable to persuade her, Olivia reluctantly left.

Paige continued reading until late into the night, eventually falling asleep on the books.

She had been sleeping comfortably when suddenly she felt a heavy pressure. Opening her eyes, she saw Enrico in the darkness.

She didn’t know when she had been moved to the bed.

Enrico hugged her tightly again, making her feel like a real-life teddy bear to him.

She tried pushing his arms away several times in vain, giving up and closing her eyes.

“Sis-”

The man’s near-panicked whisper suddenly pierced the silent night.

Paige was awakened by the noise, opening her eyes to see Enrico sitting on the bed, his back to her, breathing heavily. His eyes were bloodshot, as if he had been startled awake from a nightmare, his face pale and grim.

The whole bedroom seemed filled with his breath.

“Are you okay?” she asked, breaking the silence.