Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 640 - 265 You Arrived Just in Time_3

In the room, Veronica lay on her side in bed, her golden hair spread out, breathing evenly, seemingly still in dreamland.

Wayne bent down and kissed her forehead, saying slowly, "I have to take a trip to the Misty Sea. I wanted to tell you the day before yesterday, but you weren’t in a good mood, so I didn’t find the chance."

"I’m about to leave and came especially to say goodbye. It’s very dangerous there, and if I don’t come back..."

Bang!

Wayne’s chest received a punch, and he knelt on the ground, groaning, unable to get up, as his diary fell onto the bed.

Don’t think I’ll forgive you just because you’re playing the victim early in the morning!

"Who let you in, chattering non-stop? Get out," Veronica sat up, her eyebrows knit and eyes cold as she pointed at the window.

"Oh."

"Dammit, who told you to leave? Come back here," Veronica barked when she saw Wayne leaving just like that, scratching her head in anger and hurling a pillow at him: "Choosing this moment to obey, you’re clearly doing it on purpose."

Veronica jumped out of bed barefoot and began to punch and kick the societal trash, not using too much force, or she would have actually managed to sort the garbage.

"The senior went back yesterday afternoon, and you must have..."

Veronica’s eyes reddened, thinking Wayne hadn’t come to see her last night, certainly having shamed the senior all night.

Then she thought better of it, realizing it was wrong to badmouth her white moonlight.

No matter what, even if Chris had willingly sunk into the garbage bin, it still symbolized the purity she cherished in her heart. Reversing the roles, it became the senior shaming Wayne all night.

That made her feel much more comfortable.

As if!

Veronica let loose a pearl drop, pouting and silent, her eyes sharp as knives, piercing into Wayne’s chest.

Wayne felt a pang of heartache and embraced her, only to be pushed away, immediately saying, "Veronica, I won’t go to the Misty Sea. It’s too dangerous. I’ve decided to stay and keep you company."

What about Velli?

Veronica snorted coldly: "Don’t even try to fool me. I talked with the senior all night. She’s heard all my love talk, and your old tricks won’t work anymore."

Not to worry, I have other tricks up my sleeve.

Also, all those sweet nothings were heard by the senior first, polished and refined before they got to you, who knows how many times they’ve been passed around.

Wayne silently mused to himself, seems like the environment for prideful denial, all love talk is second-hand.

He wisely didn’t state the obvious and continued his barrage of sweet words, recalling their sweet past in Austria, drawing Veronica into a trance.

If only we could have stayed in Austria forever!

Bad news: her fiancé had cheated on her with her white moonlight.

Good news: her white moonlight had cheated on her fiancé.

Veronica was heartbroken, held tightly by Wayne, she closed her eyes and said, "Before, Velli and I had a great relationship, really close, happy every day. It’s all your fault for appearing, now everything’s ruined."

Don’t worry, your relationship will surely get even better in the future!

Wayne quietly let her speak her mind until the daylight brightened outside and then stammered, "There’s just one hour left before the appointed time, and there are people waiting for me. Maybe jot it down, and you can scold me when I get back."

"No, you’re not allowed to go."

Veronica clutched Wayne’s clothes, not knowing what to say.

With Dragon Blood’s possessiveness, not even the white moonlight would be allowed to share, but she couldn’t bear to drive away the white moonlight either, and it was even less possible for her to bow out. Her thoughts were a tumult, everything boiling down to one sentence.

"You can’t let Velli cling to you, and you’re not allowed to pursue her either, or else..."

Veronica gritted her teeth: "From now on I might as well be picked up, and you can be your heir, but never step into this room again."

Wayne nodded, swearing he wouldn’t let Velli get a taste of sweetness, then looked at Veronica eagerly: "Your face is all tear-stained, do you want to take a bath in the bathroom?"

"Haha, isn’t there someone waiting for you?"

"Let them wait!"

"..."

Veronica said nothing, the detestable and abhorrent face of society’s trash filled her with frustration, leaving her with no desire to do anything else.

After holding him for a full half-hour, and making sure Wayne was thoroughly late, Veronica finally let go and grabbed his collar, saying, "I’ll help you, it’ll be faster this way, don’t keep them waiting too long." freewebnσvel.cøm

Boom!

The human cannonball flew off the balcony, tracing a beautiful arc as it fell into the small woods.

Not far from the main house, Hefei leaned out of the window, calculating the flying angle and direction, and immediately took a sharp breath.

"Veronica’s bedroom, dawn... Did the two of them actually...?"

Hefei was ecstatic, grabbing Austin, who was feigning death in bed, and set off a celebratory firework to express her joy.

Austin: =͟͟͞=͟͟͞[___]¦)

Who am I, where am I, and why am I flying again?

Hefei climbed out the window, heading straight for her daughter’s room, wanting to ask what happened and to get the specific details, as she wanted to hear the full story.

Veronica was in a bad mood, her head buried in her pillow, and despite Hefei’s knocking, she wouldn’t open the door.

The latter assumed her daughter was just shy and bragged about how pure young people are and how different her own time had been, laughing as she left.

"But you were never cheated on by a giant garbage can..."

Veronica mocked the previous generation, envying their happy relationships and marriages, naively believing that love was only filled with you and me and sweetness, unaware that it often came with bitterness and assorted other flavors.

In the midst of her rambling, she spotted the discarded diary of society’s trash.

"This is so annoying!"

Agitated, Veronica didn’t know how to deal with this messed-up affair, and she picked up the diary and started flipping through it.

"A kind-hearted young man, huh? They sure have the nerve to say that, as if being a shameless scoundrel is much better..."

Veronica couldn’t help but scoff, and as she continued to read, she realized that the protagonist of these diary entries wasn’t the kind young man but rather his father, an even kinder older man.

Father?

Austin?

It must be him!

Drawn in by the introduction, Veronica read on curiously, her expression growing darker and grimmer.

The diary made it clear that the kind-hearted young man’s father had an affair with a female boss, who also gave birth to an older sister for the kind-hearted young man’s fiancée.

The text did not explicitly name the female boss.

Or rather, it did, but the writer thought it inappropriate, and blacked out the name, indicating that this part was to be omitted, as it was unspeakable.

Veronica saw plainly that the female boss’s name was Sofia, a widow who owned a well-established company and frequently met in secret with the kind-hearted young man’s father late at night.

Especially during the years the kind-hearted young man’s mother left home, they would meet almost every night.

Out of curiosity, the kind-hearted young man learned that his father was the female boss’s first love. They couldn’t be together due to the company’s century-long expansion plans, but the female boss was deeply in love with the father; she not only gave him her first time but also secretly had his daughter.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss—"

Veronica’s scalp tingled, and she quickly rushed to the balcony and shouted, "Mother, come here quickly, through the window, I have something important to tell you."

"You little rascal, now you remember to find me."

Hefei hummed twice, seeing that her daughter seemed troubled, guessing it was some embarrassing issue, strutted back with the airs of someone who’s seen it all.

That day, the sounds of explosions and roaring were incessant in the small woods, with Butler Megan giving chase all over the place.

Mister Lando hadn’t appeared in public for several days.

It was said that he was now walking with crutches.

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