Rebirth: Fast Track Love novel Chapter 21

But he didn't ask and they sat quietly in the car.

After a while, the car was stopped in front of a villa. She got out of the car and followed Harold in. Judging from the decoration style, she knew that it was Harold's villa in K City.

"Harold, why do you suddenly ask me not to live in the dorm?" Asked Wendy in confusion.

Harold couldn't answer this question, either. When he heard that Ken and Wendy were talking about living in the club, he bluntly refused the proposal without thinking twice.

"Harold?" Noticing that Harold ignored her, Wendy turned to look at him with clear eyes.

Since there were still many puzzles on Wendy, he had better to keep her under close watch. Harold found an excuse for himself in his heart.

"Nothing." He said coldly and turned to go upstairs.

Confused, Wendy scratched her head and followed him to the second floor.

Harold opened the door of his room and stopped. He turned around, frowning, as if asking her why she had followed him into the room.

Wendy knew what he was thinking about, so she asked hastily, "Well, where is my room, Harold?"

Harold called the servants over and asked them to take Wendy back to her bedroom.

Lying on the bed, Wendy stared at the door of the guest bedroom in silence.

She had to be reborn again. Even though she had chosen a different path, she still met him again.

Now he was just a wall away from her.

"Oh, I have to make a plan!" Wendy jumped out of the bed, took out pen and paper on the desk and began to make her plan.

Now the most important thing for her was to earn more money from car racing to pay for her mother's medical expenses. Then, she must make Harold fall in love with her again.

Wendy wrote three pages fluently.

The servants had prepared the dinner and asked her to have it. She looked at the familiar dishes on the table, which were all Harold's favorites.

Wendy was full of energy as she had just finished writing the plan. Out of habit, she picked up some food to Harold's bowl and said, "Harold, eat more."

Harold frowned and cast a cold glance at Wendy. If his eyes were a knife, she would be killed into pieces immediately.

The servants behind Wendy widened their eyes at her, feeling awkward.

Wendy's hand holding chopsticks stopped in midair. Realizing what she had done, she quickly took her hand back and said, "Uh, I..."

Harold glanced at Wendy's chopsticks and the food in his bowl, his face showing disgust.

"Change the bowl."

"Yes, sir!" The servants immediately took the rice out of Harold's hand and filled another bowl with rice for him.

Wendy lowered her head to eat obediently, complaining in her heart, 'Harold, you are so troublesome when you are young!'

It was very quiet during the meal, not talking while eating.

At that moment, the phone rang. It was the phone in the living room rang.

A man in black walked quickly to pick up the phone. After inquiring the identity, he returned and said, "Mr. Harold, it's for you."

Harold put down his chopsticks and walked into the living room. Soon, a joyful laughter came to Wendy's ears.