Chapter 1635

Nollace squinted slightly and asked, "Then what about you?"

She pretended to have gone through thoughtful considerations.

"I like you because of your good looks."

He was slightly startled and laughed out loud all of a sudden.

"Then I should consider myself lucky because of my locks."

Daisie pursed her lips, and when she was about to say something, Nollace grabbed her arm, brought
her into her arms, and caressed her cheeks and jaw with his palm.

"And I like you for no reason."

She was trapped in his arms, and her eyelids trembled slightly.

Every time he got close, it stirred waves in her heart.

If this was the feeling of falling in love, then she might have fallen in love long ago.

Nollace and Daisie walked out of the vocal room holding hands.

Even if they ran into other students downstairs, Nollace would not let go of her hand.

The relationship between the two was that of a couple, just as rumored.

Juliana was standing not far away, and when she saw the two holding hands, she was first surprised
but then remained silent.



Thinking of what Daisie had said to her last time, she was actually dubious about it.

In addition, she had not been able to get in touch with Lisa for a while now, so she could not ask her
what had happened.

She could not help but feel confused deep down.

"Is Young Master Knowles really dating the daughter of the Goldmanns?"

"Wasn't this just a matter of time? If Young Master Knowles didn’t plan to court her, why would he stay
back in college for a year and refuse to graduate earlier?"

In fact, throughout all these years at the Victoria College, it was not that no girls were interested in
courting Nollace, but all those girls could see that Nollace was only interested in the daughter of the
Goldmanns.

His fondness for her was so blatant that anyone who could not see it was truly blind.

Juliana pursed her lips as she listened to the conversation that was taking place between her
coursemates.

Just then, she received a text message from a stranger on her phone.

The light in the bedroom was extremely dim, and the only strand of light that shone in from the corner
of the room reflected onto the pale and dejected face of the girl.

She deleted the several text messages she had sent, and accompanied by the snores that came from
the other side of the bed, she became more and more anxious.

The phone rang suddenly.



She hurriedly turned off the volume, and when movements could be felt coming from the person
sleeping next to her, she froze, and a torrent of sheer coldness shot down her spine.

The man rolled over but did not wake up.

She heaved a sigh of relief, walked to the bathroom with the man's cell phone, answered the phone,
and let off a faint sob.

"Anna, help me..."

The next day...

It had been raining all morning.

At the end of the lecture, Daisie walked out of the academic building with her backpack.

The rain continued raging unabated, and most of the students were trapped under the eaves just like
her.

She received a text message on her phone all of a sudden—it was from Nollace.

[Did you bring an umbrella?]

[I didn’t.]

He did not reply to her for a moment.

Daisie put her cell phone away and watched those coursemates standing beside her getting picked up
one after another.

Thus, she lowered her head and kicked the ground with the tip of her shoe.



However, it did not take long before a silhouette appeared in the rain and walked toward her with a
black umbrella.

The surroundings looked very dim and dull, but the figure was dazzling.

Daisie was astonished.

‘Nollace?’ The other students who were sheltering from the rain under the eaves looked at them
enviously.

Nollace stopped in front of her and held her shoulders, and the umbrella was slightly tilted toward her.

"Hopefully, it didn’t take too long."

She was astounded.

"Were...Were you nearby?"

He tilted his head, glanced at her, squinted, and smiled.

"You bet."

Daisie left with him.

The rain had not stopped, and the umbrella almost sheltered her whole body while the rain drenched
his shirt.

Daisie grabbed the umbrella and moved toward him.

"The rain got you."

He moved the umbrella back to its original position.



"It doesn’t matter, as long as you don’t get wet."

"But you’ll catch a cold."

"I'll be fine."


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