The raise of Maureen Smith and her Good Luck System-Chapter 70 - Fast and Rapidly

“What happened to your hand?”

A voice suddenly comes from Maureen by his side.

Maureen, holding a neutral pen, looks at Liam’s hand resting on the table, puzzled.

Because the hand is on the table, the sleeve rides up slightly, showing a small bruise at the wrist.

If it were anyone else, Maureen might not have noticed.

But Liam’s skin is so fair that his complexion appears icy.

The bruise on him stands out much more apparently.

“Liam returns to his senses and quickly pulls his sleeve back down to hide the bruise.

Seeing Maureen still looking at him, he raises an eyebrow, “Isn’t it from the dog chase on the mountain with you?

I fell.”

Maureen: “Fell the day before yesterday?

I don’t recall seeing it on the train ride home yesterday.”

Liam answers, “You were drowsy on the train.

How could you remember clearly?”

“All right.” Maureen doesn’t ask any further.

She pulls out some medicated alcohol from the drawer that was left over from last time, “Give me your hand.”

Liam thought familiarity breeds numbness, that he got past the awkwardness when she applied medicine to him before at the library door.

He wouldn’t stiffen up this second time.

But unexpectedly, his heart still races wildly in the heat of the moment.

Maureen poured a bit of medicinal alcohol onto the bruise on his wrist, then rubbed it with the palm of her hand.

Liam watched her, his gaze landing on her slightly pursed lips.

It felt as if a source of light had fallen into a dark corner of his heart, illuminating and warming it.

His entire being was about to melt from this warmth.

Liam curved up the corners of his mouth.

Maureen, assuming he was about to say something silly like “scars are the medals of a man”, immediately said without thinking:

“Shut up, be quiet.”

Liam: “…” Liam couldn’t help but laugh.

…

Maureen suspected that his bruises were not limited to the ones on his wrist, she grabbed his sleeve, hoping to push it up when he wasn’t paying attention.

However, Liam was extremely alert and swiftly pulled his hand back in time.

Maureen then, taking advantage of the classroom still being empty, tried to peel off his jacket.

Liam, nearly jumping onto the table, retreated quickly towards the wall.

He crossed his arms over his chest, looking like he was defending his innocence, his face flushed as he stammered, “Wh-what are you trying to do this early in the morning?”

No wonder she was called little mask, she was so aggressive from the get-go.

“Forget it, if there are any left, deal with them yourself.” Maureen, annoyed, spoke her irritation.

Why did this Liam always act as if she were trying to take advantage of him?

She never even thought about it, okay?

But anyway, there probably isn’t much difference anywhere else.

Maureen was certain that the small slope they had fallen from was very soft; she didn’t injure herself at all.

“Take it.” Maureen pushed a medicinal liquor onto Liam’s table.

Liam, for his part, didn’t seem to mind her gruffness; it even seemed like he was used to and indulged her occasional ‘insubordination.’

Liam picked up the medicinal liquor himself and leisurely headed to the bathroom.

After eight o’clock, students from the international class began trickling into the classroom.

When Niel entered, he was huddled over and checked left and right to ensure no teachers were nearby before sneaking in, he looked super secretive.

“Has Liam arrived?”

he noticed that someone had clearly been sitting in Liam’s seat, but the person was no longer there.

Without lifting her head, Maureen continued solving problems,

“He’s gone to the bathroom.”

“Maureen, come here.”

Niel said excitedly in a low voice, “I have something precious to show you.”

His words gave Maureen the shivers, she put down her pen and turned to look at him contemptuous.

She saw Niel glance left and right, then slowly and excitedly lifted the coat he was holding— There was a sudden

“woof woof” from his embrace!

Inside was a two or three months old Siberian husky that was about the size of a pillow, its black and white fur was absolutely adorable.

It tilted its head, looking firmly at Maureen.

It was simply too cute for words.

Maureen’s eyes lit up, she reached out to pet the little dog’s head and the dog didn’t bite her.

It looked at her curiously, then licked her palm gently.

Many classmates who had entered the classroom also looked over, several girls looked excited.

Maureen asked, “Where did you get it?”

“My family’s Siberian Husky gave birth to it.”

Niel said, “I just found out recently that our Liam is scared of dogs.

This weakness isn’t very Liam-like, right?

Wait till the people in the Changqing class hear about this, they will laugh at him.

So, I brought over a little puppy for him to get acquainted with.

Perhaps after spending time with a gentle puppy that doesn’t bite, he’ll get over his fear of dogs…”

Maureen initially thought that Niel found the dog at the school and was planning to give it away later.

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Surprisingly, he had specially brought it for Liam.

She disagreed, remarking, “I think you should just drop it.

He said he’s afraid of dogs, why do you insist on him overcoming it–”

Before she could finish speaking, Liam walked in through the rear door of the classroom, and in his hand was a bottle of medicinal liquor.

His gaze slowly fell on the dog in Niel’s arms.

His adam’s apple moved visibly, and his face changed suddenly.

“Liam, look!” Unaware of the risks, Niel held out the dog towards Liam.

The little dog was eager, attempting to pounce on Liam.

For a moment, Maureen wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but she saw on Liam’s face a look of fear that was almost petrifying, as though he was returning to a nightmare.

It was a look of free fall, falling straight down, fast and rapidly.