The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

“You mind your own business.” Enrico tightened his grip even more, his voice hoarse and muffled. “Rose Estate is mine. I’ll sleep wherever I want, including with you.”

He had indeed returned to the Gustins. But he couldn’t sleep; he only wanted to sleep beside her.

Paige ignored him, but Enrico persisted, his warm lips slowly kissing her face in the darkness. He traced the curve of her jawline and sought her lips.

His leg pressed against hers, causing pain in Paige’s knee. She bit her lip in discomfort but made no sound.

Enrico noticed and his hand slid down, covering her knee. “Still hurting?”

“Mm.” Paige didn’t deny it; after all, it was genuinely painful.

“I’ll take you back to the Gustins to medicinal spring,” Enrico offered.

“No need. I just want to sleep.”

Paige closed her eyes, but then she felt his hand on her knee, gently massaging it. His palm was warm and comforting.

“Paige.” spoke softly into her ear as he massaged her knee. “Don’t leave me.”

Paige was held tightly by him, and at his words, her long eyelashes fluttered.

“I don’t like the feeling of someone leaving me.” His low, husky voice flowed into her ear.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Paige looked into the darkness ahead and remarked coolly, “Does the esteemed Enrico also speak such childish words? In this world, no one will stay by anyone’s side forever.”

“Then wait until I tire of you,” he replied.

“And when will that be?” Paige asked bluntly.

At her words, Enrico smirked mockingly. “Who knows. I’ve never been interested in anyone before, so how would I know when?”

He continued to massage her legs patiently, one stroke after another, completely devoid of the frightening demeanor he had shown during the day. Comforted by this warm gesture, Paige gradually drifted back to sleep in his arms.

In the half-awake state, she heard his voice whispering by her ear, “Lately, I’ve been completely bewitched. Wherever I go, I think of you. Why are you so good at provoking me, huh?” Paige’s consciousness felt drifting, unsure if she was dreaming or truly hearing his words. She slowly fell back asleep.

…

Her knee injury looked quite serious, but miraculously, overnight, all the bruises had completely disappeared.

Paige sat in her room, testing her legs. Olivia walked in from outside, smiling brightly as she looked at her. “Miss, it’s good that you and Mr. Gustin have made up. I couldn’t sleep well last night out of worry.”

“How did you know?” Paige looked at her strangely. Enrico had only come late last night, and by the time she woke up, he was already gone.

“Mr. Gustin told me this morning to apply ointment for you.” Olivia held a small jar of ointment and knelt down to apply it to Paige. Last night, when Mr. Gustin came back, I asked Jaden and he told me that Mr. Gustin had been worried about your injury all night. He sat at home for a long time with the medicine before finally came back.”

Paige silently looked at her knee. No wonder the injury healed so quickly.

“I’ve never seen Mr. Gustin care so much about anyone,” Olivia remarked, applying the ointment.

“Olivia, should I be grateful?” Paige asked, a bit oddly.

Olivia paused with the ointment in her hand…

After a moment’s thought, she couldn’t help but advise, “Miss, Mr. Gustin is a god-like figure in Country A. No matter what, clinging to him is the way to a good life. Mr. Gustin’s moods can be unpredictable sometimes, so just endure it.”

“I don’t cling to anyone.”

Paige sat on the edge of the bed, removing Olivia’s hand that was applying the ointment, and looked at her seriously. “Olivia, whether you believe it or not, one day I can take you away from here openly and live a stable life that you desire.”

Olivia looked up at her, The coldness, determination, and calmness in her eyes were convincing. Like being bewitched, she nodded. “Miss, I believe you.”

“Then give me a little more time.” Paige patted her shoulder and stood up from the bedside. “I’m going to school.”

…

The news of Paige’s return to campus swept through Capital University, causing a massive stir.

“Joss, check this out!”

Paige was sitting in the Art Department’s classroom, reading “Criminalistics” when Nick came running over, carrying two heavy boxes.

She lazily glanced up and then returned her gaze to her book.

Nick felt a bit awkward but proceeded to open the boxes. “Look! Two entire boxes of love letters! They insisted I deliver these love letters. What era are we in that people still write love letters?”

“You can just call me Paige.”

“Oh, sure, Paige!” Nick said enthusiastically and loudly.

He had heard Molly call her Paige that day. Although he didn’t understand why someone had two names, if Paige didn’t say, he wouldn’t ask.

Paige simply ignored him and continued reading her book.

“There are also five boxes of gifts; I’ll have my buddies bring them over later,” Nick said, sitting down in front of her. “Paige, you’re a legendary figure at our school now. you’re the goddess of Capital University.”

Nick was too excited. He had thought Paige had left, but she was back studying and even dual-majoring in Law at the Law School. What did this prove? It proved he could continue to hang out with her!

“You’re really loud,” Paige said coldly, looking at him with a cold eye. “Take these letters and disappear from my sight immediately.”

“You’re not going to take a look? They’re all love letters from teenage boys.”

Paige impatiently pulled a pen and pushing the cap off with force. She then stabbed it into the table, the entire tip buried in the wood…

The pain from that night market overwhelmed Nick instantly, and he hurriedly stood up to pack up the boxes and get out.

Paige suddenly seemed to remember something, turning to look at him. “Are a lot of people paying attention to me at school now?”

“Of course!” Nick exclaimed excitedly. “Now everyone in the school knows your name. Your name is mentioned in every thread on the school forum, on the first eight pages.”

Paige held the book in her hands, looking out the window. Whether boys or girls, they were all staring at her, some openly, some secretly, and some peering curiously from behind windows.

“I don’t like being noticed. Help me fix this.”

“With your popularity rising, how can I help?” Nick scratched his head.

“Are there no other figures on campus who can stir up a conversation?” Paige asked.

“Not really. Before you arrived, Capital University had only two most famous people: Molly, the beauty of the Art Department, and Rachel, the genius of the Law School. Recently, Molly disappeared, and Rachel, though she controls the Elite Club, is not in great health that no one bothers with.”

“Then why don’t you create some excitement to shift everyone’s attention,” Paige said casually.

“How would I do that?” He responded.