He Turned My Exam Into a Joke, I Turned the Page Chapter 10

He Turned My Exam Into a Joke, I Turned the Page Chapter 10

Luke rushed out of the Parker house like he had lost his mind.

He ran while calling Sienna again and again, desperately hoping he could still find her somewhere nearby before she got too far away.

“Sienna!”

“Sienna Parker!”

Luke’s voice echoed through the streets, hoarse and desperate.

He ran down every road in the area.

There was no sign of her.

He called again and again.

All he got was the same automated voice.

“Fuck!”

Luke kicked the trash can by the curb as hard as he could.

He bent over, bracing his hands on his knees as he gasped for breath.

Sweat dripped from his forehead onto the ground.

His mind was in chaos.

Luke had never imagined Sienna would leave him.

He could not even imagine what his life would be like without her.

It was as if his entire world had already been filled by that girl. Wherever he went and

whatever he did, traces of her were always there. He had simply assumed Sienna would stay

by his side forever.

Only now did he realize it.

Maybe Sienna was not the one who could not live without him.

He was the one who could not live without Sienna.

“What am I supposed to do?”

“What am I supposed to do?”

Luke crouched helplessly on the ground.

He buried his face in his hands, and tears rolled down one by one.

“Sienna… Sienna…”

“Where did you go?”

When I landed in Brisbane, Mom drove over to pick me up.

“Sweetheart, we’re going to live here from now on.”

I sat in the passenger seat with my eyes closed, resting.

At her words, I nodded lightly.

The car drove all the way home.

It was a two-story house with a small garden, full of flowers whose names I did not know.

Purple, white, and pink blooms crowded together, lively and bright.

“Your room is on the second floor. Go upstairs and take a look around.”

I went upstairs.

The bedroom faced east, and through the window, I could see the sea in the distance.

On the nightstand sat a bouquet of baby’s breath, my favorite flower.

“I’ll come by this afternoon for the handover,” Mom said on the phone in the garden. “I know.

I’ll make the most of the opportunity.”

The man on the other end laughed.

“If you’d taken the company transfer and moved here three years ago, you might already be a

VP by now.”

“My child mattered more,” Mom said with a small laugh. “She wanted to stay in the States.”

“I had to give her a chance to work toward her own goal.”

I lay spread out on the bed.

My mind went blank.

I did not think about what had happened in the past.

And I did not want to think about what the future would look like.

I would just take things as they came.