Female Novel
Chapter 259: Psychological Attack
Chapter 259: Psychological Attack
Peyton's gloating eyes were so piercing that Kate wanted to go up and ask if she deliberately gother drunk. Unfortunately, all of this became unnecessary when she saw Graeme's cold face.
Watching the two figures walk further away, Kate couldn't help but cry. A crystal clear tear fell fromher thick lashes onto her small face.
Finally, it disappeared into her collar and dampened a small patch of fabric with uneven colors.Other passing students looked at her curiously and heard someone whispering behind her back.
But this time they weren't as reckless as before because Kate had caused trouble in Timothy's classbefore. Her fierce appearance when kicking Timothy scared many people.
Timothy hesitantly walked over from the other side of the hallway, and from a distance, he saw Katesitting in a chair, crying inconsolably. She was in stark contrast to the couple who had left, lookinglike a picture-perfect pair.
He couldn't help but glance at the box of Italian artisanal chocolates that he had bought with themoney he had saved. She probably wouldn't care about that now.
Listening to her crying and seeing her swollen eyes, Timothy was filled with guilt. He rememberedthat night he almost ruined Kate and felt sorry for it.
As Kate sobbed, she didn't notice the approaching figure, and when she did, she impatiently yelledat him, "Get lost!"novelbin
Timothy felt his leg still aching from her kick. Bearing the pain, he stuttered, "Kate, I'm sorry. I didn'tmean it that night. These chocolates are for you. I hope you'll stop crying."
Hearing his apology, Kate finally felt some relief, and her eyes lit up as they landed on thechocolates. "These are Truffle Chocolates from the top Italian brand Venchi!"
Timothy shyly nodded, surprised that Kate could identify the chocolates from their packaging.However, being from a wealthy family, she must have tasted a lot of good things, so thesechocolates might be nothing special to her.
He was about to withdraw his hand when Kate suddenly took the box. "Wait... You said you wantedto treat me to chocolates, right? Even though these were given to me because Peyton didn't wantthem, I'm in a bad mood now. So, I want to eat something sweet to make myself feel better, and youcan save some face by sharing these with me."
Timothy was not part of their class, and his knowledge of Kate mostly came from Peyton'sdescriptions. According to Peyton, Kate was someone who used connections to enter college andhad looks but no talent. For him, she was just another privileged person who had bypassed therules.
Timothy, someone who had worked hard and come from a humble background, particularly dislikedpeople who bypassed the rules. Why should they be allowed to reap the rewards without putting inthe effort?
Kate, with tears still in her eyes, reached for the chocolates. She carefully unwrapped the candycoating and placed one in her mouth. The sweet flavor made her feel better, and her cryingsubsided. She used her sleeve to wipe away the remaining tears and spoke with a teary voice.
"So sweet. It's smooth and has a hint of a forest aroma. It's delicious!"
Timothy was relieved that his gift had lightened her mood. He decided to apologize again, "Kate, I'mreally sorry for what happened. I never intended for any of this to happen."
Kate, however, responded with a haughty tone, "I ate your chocolates, but it doesn't mean I'veforgiven you."
Timothy nodded and replied, "I understand. I've caused you a lot of pain."
As he turned to leave, Kate stopped him, saying, "Wait."
She finished the last piece of chocolate and approached him. Her eyes were half-closed, and shehad a mischievous look.
"Do you want me to forgive you?" she asked, her tone playful. "Tell me, does this have anything todo with Peyton?"
The mention of that name made Timothy's face tense. He quickly looked away, trying to hide hisnervousness. Kate, however, continued to stare at him, scrutinizing his every move. She noticed hishesitation and immediately grew suspicious.
Timothy's hands trembled as he clenched his fists, and his palms became damp with sweat. Hedared not meet Kate's gaze and spoke hurriedly, his voice shaking with anxiety.
"No, it has nothing to do with Peyton. I made that mistake because I drank too much. It's entirely myfault."
Despite the fact that Peyton was growing closer to her cousin, he still defended Peyton involved inthe incident.
"Is that so?" Kate asked, a sly smile on her face. "These chocolates aren't cheap, are they?"
"What are you trying to say?" Timothy replied.
Those chocolates were expensive, and he had spent a significant portion of his monthly allowanceon them. They cost a four-digit figure, which was a significant amount for Timothy .
Kate recalled something Cheyenne had told her a while back. "The highest level of revenge is apsychological attack."