After hanging up the phone, Shea Thorne wanted to rush into the dormitory, but someone called out to her.
"Ariana." Shea stopped, the voice was both strange and familiar, it was Miles Crawford.
He was standing in the shade by the dorm entrance, where the lights weren't too bright, so Shea hadn't recognized him as she passed by.
It was peculiar for him to show up here; let alone before, even when Shea nearly had a fever and might have died in her dorm, she called Miles for help, but he didn't come. He even stopped Jonah from coming.
Today, was he looking for her?
Don't nauseate me.
"What are you doing here?" Shea asked coldly. Miles had been acting strange since that day at the TV station, and now coming to find her was even weirder.
Don't tell me you're here for me, seriously, thank you very much.
Looking at Shea's exquisite makeup, Miles realized that unknowingly, she had become so beautiful that he couldn't bear to speak harshly to her.
