Chapter 298

The sight of Jackson's smug face made her so nauseous she couldn't even stomach her dinner.

What a classic jerk!

After a grueling workout session, Lemira trudged back to her dorm, exhausted to the bone. All she wanted was a hot shower and a good night's sleep.

Timing her return perfectly, Lemira went to fill her cup, only to find the water cooler bone dry. Licking her parched lips, she regretted not picking up some water on her way back. "Lemira, I got some soda. Have some."

Clara extended a bottle towards her. Lemira glanced at it but didn't take it.

Anxious, Clara said, "Lemira, I admit I was out of line this afternoon. Please, let's not fight over this."

Taking the bottle, Lemira twisted it open but halted at Clara's hopeful gaze.