After Divorcing the Tycoon, I Married into a Wealthy Family Again

"Are you going back? Let me take you." He reached for Florence Fuller’s hand, but this time, Florence avoided him.

"No need, I’m staying at school."

"Your school is over there, but you just walked this way, the direction is the opposite," Ethan Harper said.

Florence didn’t speak.

The two stood in silent opposition, Florence kept her head down, "Anyway... I don’t need you to take me."

Her voice was stiff.

Ethan’s eyes narrowed; it had only been a month since they’d last met, but what had happened?

"Are you tired?" He reached out, wanting to touch her hair, but before he could, the girl in front of him dodged away.

Ethan froze.

"I can go back by myself." Florence couldn’t explain her current feelings; she felt gray and disheveled, while Ethan was polished and bright.

Why did she feel this way now, when things were fine before?

"It’s very late now." Ethan noticed she never looked at him, and his gaze intensified slightly, "I’m worried, I’ll take you."