Filed To Story: The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)
Seeing the mocking, sympathetic, pitiful, and disdainful looks from the people around her, Vanessa couldn’t help but turn to Veronica and say, “Veronica, what kind of unspeakable methods did you use?
What is your relationship with this the Reed family Mason? Could it be that he’s the one who’s keeping you?”
The head of the department was almost going crazy, and the homeroom teacher next to her hurriedly said to Vanessa, “Vanessa, stop talking and apologize to Veronica and Reed!”
Vanessa was startled by the urgent tone of the homeroom teacher and came back to her senses, wondering what she had just said.
“I…I was just curious about their relationship and why Mason needed to send a driver to pick up
Veronica from school,” Vanessa stuttered.
“We are…,” Veronica was about to say “old acquaintances,” but Mason interrupted her.
“We are boyfriend and girlfriend,” Mason said.
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar around them, and even Veronica herself was stunned.
Does he… does he know what he’s saying?
“Veronica is my girlfriend,” Mason said, and then he directly took Veronica’s hand and walked towards the school gate. Zack quickly followed.
Vanessa collapsed to the ground with weak legs. She never expected such a “normal” answer.
Of course, they’re boyfriend and girlfriend, so naturally a driver would come to pick them up!
The reason why this obvious answer wasn’t thought of was because the gap between the Reed family and Mason and Veronica was too big. Who would have thought that they were boyfriend and girlfriend?
Vanessa’s group of girlfriends were far away from Vanessa at the moment. Anyone could tell that after today’s events, Vanessa was probably going to have a hard time in the future!
Veronica followed Mason to the school gate and got into Mason’s car. Zack drove the car slowly away from the school.
“Why did you suddenly say we’re boyfriend and girlfriend?” Veronica asked anxiously. “There were so many people just now, maybe someone even took a video with their phone. If it gets posted online…”
“It’s not like it’s something shameful. Even if it gets posted online, so what?” Mason said.
“But we’re not really boyfriend and girlfriend!” Veronica said.
“I said before, if our trial relationship goes smoothly, then we can officially date,” Mason said. “Or do you not want to officially date me?”
Veronica blinked her eyes. Officially date?!
Was he saying that they could officially date now?
“Or maybe you’re just playing with me, and now you’re tired of playing?” Mason said.
Veronica had the urge to vomit blood. How could this person in front of her say such suggestive words with a straight face?
“No, of course not!” she quickly replied, but because she spoke too fast, she accidentally bit her tongue.
“Ah!” She couldn’t help but cry out in pain, and tasted a bloody taste in her mouth.
“What’s wrong? Did you bite your tongue?” he asked.
“Mm-hmm,” she replied vaguely.
“Let me see,” he said, naturally lifting his hand and holding her chin.
See what? Her tongue? Veronica felt embarrassed, but at this moment, Mason looked serious, as if he wouldn’t allow her to object.
She opened her mouth shyly, timidly sticking out her tongue, telling herself in her heart that it was like a doctor examining a patient!
“Okay…that’s enough,” she said in a muffled voice.
“Don’t talk for now,” he said, lightly brushing his fingertip over her tongue.
She shuddered and suddenly closed her mouth, blushing as she looked at him.
“It’s a bit cut, but it’s not a big deal. But don’t eat anything hot later when we have dinner. Oh, and
Zack, stop the car here,” he said as the car came to a stop.
Mason got out of the car and said to Veronica, “Wait for me.”
Veronica looked puzzled. After a moment, Mason came back quickly, holding a bag in his hand.
Once he got into the car, he opened the bag and Veronica realized that he had gone to buy ice cream.
“Eating some ice cream can help stop bleeding and relieve pain,” he said.
So he had gotten off the car earlier to buy ice cream for her? Looking at the ice cream in front of her,
Veronica suddenly felt an indescribable emotion.
Was it gratitude? Happiness? Or perhaps a long-buried feeling?
The car arrived at Veronica’s apartment building and Mason followed her into her small apartment.
“Are you having dinner here?” Veronica asked, checking the time. It was about time to start preparing dinner.
“Sure,” Mason replied.
“What would you like to cat?” she asked, opening the fridge and checking the ingredients that could be cooked.
“Anything is fine,” Mason said.
So Veronica picked a few dishes and cooked two dishes and a soup.
“By the way, how did you happen to come to the school at that time today?” she couldn’t help but ask, especially since the timing was so perfect.
“It was the principal of your school. He knew that you had some relationship with our family, so he wanted to talk to you about dropping out. The principal called my mom, and then my mom told me,”
Mason explained.
Veronica was shocked. Even Auntie Grace knew about this?!
“Actually, if you had told me from the beginning, things wouldn’t have escalated to this point. Even if you didn’t want to pay attention to rumors, it doesn’t mean that every rumor should be ignored,” Mason said.
“Sorry to trouble you,” Veronica apologized.
“It was originally my mess to clean up, so it’s only right that I take care of it,” Mason replied. “But even though you don’t like using money to pressure people, I won’t let the person who intentionally blew this up get away with it.”
“Are you referring to…Vanessa?” Veronica asked.
“The one who called me a gigolo and spread all sorts of rumors about you?” Mason asked, admitting that he hadn’t bothered to remember the woman’s name before.
Or rather, he usually didn’t bother to remember women’s names.
“Yes, that’s her,” Veronica confirmed.
“You’re aware that someone is intentionally making a big deal out of this,” Mason stated.
“Otherwise, how could the school demand that I drop out over these rumors? After all, I only rode in the car a few times, and there’s no other substantial evidence,” Veronica reasoned.
She wasn’t stupid. In the office, the homeroom teacher had targeted her, and once she left the office,
Veronica was subjected to cold ridicule and sarcasm from Vanessa, as if she had known the outcome all along. Of course, she could guess what was going
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As they spoke, Veronica picked up a spoon and scooped up some soup to drink.
Mason suddenly grabbed her wrist, stopping her from putting the soup in her mouth.
“What’s wrong?” She looked at him in confusion, but saw him lean in slightly, blowing a few breaths onto the spoon in her hand before letting go and saying, “Don’t drink it while it’s too hot.”
“Oh.” Veronica responded shyly.
Before, she had always taken care of him more, but it seemed that after they got back together, he had taken on more of the responsibility of taking care of her.
It’s like he suddenly matured over the course of a few years, going from a naive teenager to someone more like a man.
But in reality, he’s only 18 years old, two years younger than her!
After finishing their meal, Veronica washed the dishes while Mason cleaned up the trash on the table.
There was no need to explain who did what, as if the two had already reached an understanding.
After everything was cleaned up, Mason washed his hands and said to Veronica, “Let me see your tongue.”
“You still want to see it?” She was surprised.
“I want to see if it’s better than before.” He explained.
She then slightly lifted her chin, parted her lips, and stuck out her tongue.
As if to examine it more closely, he once again held her chin with his fingers, lifted it up, and leaned down to take a closer look.
The distance between them became close once again.
It wasn’t the first time he had seen her tongue, but this time it felt even closer than when they were in the car before.
She could feel his breath and count his eyelashes.
His skin…still as good as ever. She remembered when they used to live together, she would always marvel at how smooth and poreless his skin was, even without any skincare products.
His facial features were already somewhat androgynous, but now he seemed to have more masculinity than before, with broader shoulders and a taller stature.
Before, if he leaned in like this, he only needed to bend down slightly, but now the degree of bending was clearly greater.
His eyelids were half-closed, and his long black eyelashes trembled like a fan. Was he looking at her lips?
So what kind of person is she in his eyes now?
Are they really going to start dating? From now on, are they officially boyfriend and girlfriend?
Can familial love really turn into romantic love? And does his willingness to date her mean he can let go of the past?
“What are you looking at?” His voice suddenly rang out.
“It’s just…I feel like you look different now, like you’ve really grown up,” she stuttered.