Mr. Warner, Your Wife is Running Away Again!

Chapter 1063: Nightmare Replayed

Stella Charlie expressed her gratitude once more before heading towards the school.Vincent Warner sat in the car, watching Stella Charlie disappear without turning back at the corner of the road through the rearview mirror.

After completing the enrollment procedures, Stella Charlie went back to pack some daily necessities and moved into the school dormitory.

She had thought such a fortunate change would be the beginning of her new life, but she didn’t expect that dream to shatter so quickly.

In the school cafeteria, when Stella Charlie came to eat, it was already quite late, and there weren’t many people in the cafeteria.

She stirred the noodles in her bowl with her chopsticks while looking at the message Vincent Warner had just sent: "How are you adjusting to dorm life? Is there anything you need at school?"

As Stella Charlie was typing a reply, someone suddenly bumped into her hand, causing the noodle bowl to spill over the table, and the hot soup splashed onto Stella Charlie.

"Ah, sorry!" A girl’s voice apologized.

"No worries..." Stella Charlie didn’t finish her sentence, she looked up and saw a familiar face.

The girl who bumped into her pretended to be surprised, her smile tinged with mockery: "Oh, isn’t this Classmate Charlie who had a car accident not long ago?"

The girl was Stella Charlie’s high school classmate, Yvonne Quincy.

Because of her, Stella Charlie’s high school years were quite unstable.

She had thought that changing schools and environments would help her escape those nightmares.

"Didn’t your mom say you were dead? Congratulations on coming back to life then."

Stella Charlie lowered her head and used a napkin to wipe the stains on her skirt.

"Didn’t they say the person who hit you was very wealthy? They said you got quite a lot of compensation, yet why are you dressed like someone poor? This skirt looks like it’s from a street stall. Why don’t I give you a couple?"

After Yvonne Quincy finished speaking, the girls accompanying her burst into laughter.

"Xiao Meng, didn’t expect you to have such a friend, we should really help her out."

"Is she our classmate or is she working in the cafeteria? The tuition here is not cheap."

Yvonne Quincy patted Stella Charlie’s head and laughed: "You guys shouldn’t look down on people, she got hit by a car and received a lot of compensation, she should have a bit of money."

Stella Charlie raised her hand and slapped away Yvonne Quincy’s hand, leaving the mess on the table behind, she grabbed her phone from the table and fled the cafeteria.

As soon as she ran out of the cafeteria, her phone rang.

It was probably Vincent Warner calling since she hadn’t replied to his message yet.

"Are you still busy?"

Stella Charlie quietly took a deep breath, trying to keep her voice from sounding abnormal: "...No, I just went to the cafeteria to eat."

"Are you adjusting well?"

For some reason, upon hearing Vincent Warner’s caring words, Stella Charlie felt a sting in her nose and softly replied, "Yeah, everything’s good."

"That’s good, classes start tomorrow, get some rest early."

"Okay."

She didn’t cry when she was being bullied earlier, but the tears came after she hung up the phone.

She walked towards a quieter area and sat on a bench by the lake for a long time before returning to the dormitory.

As she approached the dormitory door, she overheard the voices discussing inside: "Really? She even steals others’ boyfriends? That’s so cheap!"

"We better be careful living with her."

"What are you scared of, you single dog?"

"Being able to steal someone else’s boyfriend means her character is bad, I don’t want to deal with people like this. Can we apply to have her moved to another dorm? Living with her for four years is too scary."

Stella Charlie’s hand froze on the door handle, they hadn’t mentioned any names, but she knew clearly that they were talking about her.

Because such rumors had started spreading since her first year in high school.

These familiar words seemed to be a sign that her university life wouldn’t be peaceful either.