I Saved A Mystery Billionaireac (Eudora)

Chapter 243

Chapter 243 How Gallant

Raspberry was also called rubus idaeus.

She was afraid that Colbert was confused.

"Do you only think about food?"

The two were holding umbrellas, and he looked at her. The rainwater falling from the umbrella was

between them, like a thin layer of rain curtain, making everything more beautiful.

"It's not food? Well, I'm not inside your head. How could what you gave me?"

Eudora felt Colbert was keeping her in suspense, but she still reached out and took it.

It was a delicate little box. She lowered her head and sniffed it. It had a faint pleasant vanilla smell.

"This is a medicine I found from an old traditional medicine doctor in a neighboring village. It can speed

up the healing and repair scars."

Girls loved beauty and didn't like the scars on their bodies.

Colbert went to the traditional medical doctor and asked for this ointment.

Eudora clicked his tongue.

She opened the box, looked at the creamy white ointment with a refreshing fragrance, and couldn't

help teasing, "You're so kind? Then I'll take it."

She closed the lid and put the oblate box into her pocket.

Immediately, she looked up at him and said, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

People wouldn't court someone for no reason.

"Colbert must have gotten some tricks," thought she.

One second, Colbert had a faint smile on his handsome face, but the next moment, he was a little

colder, his whole body covered with frost emanating cold air.

He threw Eudora a cold glance, bypassed her, and left.

Standing still, Eudora watched him stepping forward in the mud. She couldn't help wondering, "What's

his problem? Why was he angry? Is it because I didn't say thank you?"

She hurriedly followed Colbert towards the school. Because it was far away, it took one hour to arrive at

the school.

Although it was pouring down, and the big raindrops fell on the ground, causing water splashing and NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

loud sounds, it couldn't cover the reading voice in the school.

The children read aloud and had their heads buried in books.

The shabby school was built of mud bricks and paved with rows of bricks and tiles. The rain was

gurgling down the eaves, and on the roof, there was a man in a blue raincoat climbing up the top with a

ladder and repairing the roof to prevent it from leaking.

"When I was young, I also went to this kind of school."