Chapter 1382 - 1322: Brother Rafael Got Married

George turned around to see Gracey, who had fallen to the ground and was crying loudly, wanting to ignore her but his conscience wouldn’t let him.

Gracey was clutching her bleeding knee.

George finally understood why Curly disliked him so much. Being pestered by someone like this all the time is really annoying, very annoying.

He turned back and came to her side, saying, "Stop crying. Why are you so fond of crying?"

"My knee is scraped, it hurts..."

"It’s just a little scraped skin, why are you being so dramatic?"

Gracey was tearful, looking pitiful, "But it hurts, see it’s bleeding, I fear blood the most..."

George took out a bottle of purified water and bandages from his backpack, first rinsing the wound clean, then drying it with a clean tissue before applying the bandage.

Gracey looked at the bandage on her knee, surprised, and asked, "How did you know I would fall and prepare bandages?"

"Just got used to it."

Curly was particularly mischievous, often getting scrapes, so George had gotten used to carrying bandages in his bag.

Thinking of Curly made George’s heart ache.

She didn’t call him, but even if he called her, she wouldn’t pick up.

"George, you’re amazing. After you put the bandage on me, it doesn’t hurt anymore." Gracey looked at him with admiration.

"Can you still walk? If not, I’ll call your dad to come pick you up."

"I can walk, I can walk." Gracey summoned the strength to stand up, her brows furrowing from the pain, but still managed a smile at George.

"..."

"See, I can walk."

"Then I’m off to school."

George picked up his backpack, put it on, and walked briskly forward. Gracey hesitated for a moment, then shouted, "George, wait for me!"

"..."

"George, you’re walking too fast, I can’t catch up with you."

...

Hunter Family,

Aria Harris looked at the gifts her son carefully prepared for Curly and felt very displeased.

A pile of little things, and even a five-colored cake was among them.

The cake had five colors, hence called the five-colored cake, is a specialty of Abyanabad.

Cooked sago pressed into small blocks, each piece exuding vibrant pink and yellow hues. Just the rich coconut aroma is tempting enough, with a chewy texture like gummy candy.

Aria Harris also enjoyed eating this five-colored cake, and her good son thoughtfully bought it, specially air-freighted to that little girl.

"Throw it away. From now on, anything George sends to Curly, don’t send it out!" Aria Harris said.

"Yes, Madam."

"This pocket money, it’s all spent on buying things for that girl." Aria Harris sneered, saying.

Just like Sienna Johnson, Aria Harris didn’t want George and Curly to be together.

Aria Harris’s actions were actually helping Sienna, because Sienna also didn’t want George and Curly to be together.

George kept sending things to Curly, but they were all intercepted by Aria Harris, which is why Curly didn’t receive them.

When George called Curly, the Johnson Family also intercepted it, and so the two really lost contact.

...

On the End-of-Year Sacrifice Festival, Marvin Rafael got married.

The bride is a Southern person, named Nina Carrington, petite and cute, speaking slowly and doing things slowly, smiling when she sees people.

Rose Collins especially liked Nana, and Nana got along well with Rose.

Fearing another situation like Ashley Hopper, Rose specifically asked Sienna Johnson for help to check.

The wedding was held lively, Sienna knew Sally’s feelings for Marvin Rafael, and didn’t let her go.

Sally insisted on going, even giving Marvin a big red envelope, then told Sienna halfway and came back.

Sienna didn’t return, as Sally didn’t need to protect her, she took a jar of homemade Osmanthus Wine and went to the rooftop alone.

A cold night, a cold moon, one breath is a puff of white mist.

Sally poured the wine into a bowl, sipping it slowly, and after drinking, she didn’t feel cold.

Elliott Wilson stood on a tree, watching Sally.

Today she wore black again, Elliott had never seen her in bright clothes, mostly black.

A beautiful face that doesn’t smile flirtatiously at men, cold as a sword... Elliott thought of those stunning heroines from martial arts novels.

His Sally, isn’t she the kind of heroine who boldly seeks justice?

Marvin Rafael was not worthy of Sally.

Marvin got married, Sally must not be feeling good, Elliott deliberately came over to see her, really seeing Sally drink away her sorrows.

Seeing Sally drink moodily, Elliott climbed up to the rooftop.

"Heartbroken?"

Sally looked at the persistent man, asking in a cold tone, "How did you get in here?"

"The defenses are too weak here, is it difficult for me to get in?"

Elliott shamelessly sat beside Sally, took her bowl, and drank up the rest of her wine.

"That’s my wine."

"I don’t mind your germs."

Sally decided not to drink, sitting there looking at the cold moon in the sky, she said, "Sixth Master withdrew many security measures, so the defenses are indeed much weaker now, and today Marvin..."

Her heart aching fiercely, Sally continued, "Today Madam and Sixth Master all went to Marvin’s wedding, bringing many bodyguards along, so you were able to get in so easily."

"Marvin got married, aren’t we going to get married too?"

"Impossible for us!"

Being rejected so many times by Sally, Elliott was used to it, "Marvin got married, you wouldn’t be waiting for him to divorce, would you?"

"..."

"He divorced once already, another divorce makes him a third-hand item... Are you interested in picking up what others don’t want?"

"..."

"What’s good about that man, I really don’t know what attracted you to him?"

Elliott was tall and handsome, skilled in Martial Arts, and when Elliott and Sally sparred, they were evenly matched. Being able to match Sally meant his Martial Arts were truly impressive.

The two were considered peers, but Sally simply wasn’t interested in him.

"Once you fall for someone, you fall for them, no reason."

"Well said, once you fall for someone, you fall for them, no reason."

Elliott poured Sally a cup of wine, drinking from the jar himself, Sally frowned at the bowl in her hand, this bowl, that man had just used.

"We’ve kissed already, what are you still picky about!"

Sally irritably said, "Stop talking nonsense."

Elliott gulped down the wine, swallowing it like water, "This Osmanthus Wine is tasteless, next time I’ll take you to drink sorghum liquor, that’s something."

Sally finally drank the wine in the bowl, Elliott poured her a few more cups, and Sally became somewhat tipsy.

"Do you still have parents?" Elliott asked.

Elliott had specifically found someone to investigate this woman, but her background was like a blank sheet of paper, completely untraceable.