The Return of the War Legate

Chapter 725

Cheshire was about to say something, but Adrian had walked away from her to walk alongside Owen.

Thus, she sighed and dragged all the briefcases inside the house.

Adrian, Nyssa, and Owen headed to one of the classrooms on campus.

The two listened to Owen talk about Terry along the way, and Nyssa felt extremely excited upon hearing all of it.

At that moment, a young man around sixteen years old was sitting inside a classroom meant for first– years. It was a Sunday today, so most students had gone home. He was the only one sitting inside, focused on his studies.

This young man was, no doubt, Terry Jade.

Terry’s life was different from others, what with losing his parents at an early age, and his older sister he had been relying on disappeared when he was ten. He dreamt of going through every city when he grew up and was capable enough to look for her, which was the only thing that was keeping him going..

It was also his only reason to live.

He wanted to find his sister, dead or alive!

The classroom was so silent that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

Terry was quietly reading his book, seeming deeply engrossed with it. He did not even notice the sound of high heels clicking caused by a woman walking in.

As Nyssa walked in, she looked at the handsome young man that seemed so familiar to her. She seemed to calm down a lot at that moment. She had dreamt about this young man every night when she was at Bloody Rose, but would always wake up with her face drenched in tears.

Yet, on that very day, she was able to see him in the flesh–the boy who had grown into a young man after six whole years.

Nyssa stood in front of Terry and quietly watched him reading his book.

Perhaps sensing someone had appeared, Terry sharply raised his head. His gaze then fell on Nyssa’s face. However, all he felt at that moment was confusion. Perhaps he could not recognize Nyssa because of how young he was when they got separated.

“Who are you?” Terry asked curiously.

Nyssa let out a heartfelt smile and wiped her tears. Then, she bent down and looked up at Terry’s cute and attractive face that had a hint of youthfulness in it. “Don’t you recognize me, you little brat?”

Terry became even more confused, shaking his head with a smile on his face. “I don’t think we’ve ever met before, so how am I supposed to recognize you?”

Nyssa stifled a laugh.

“Let me ask you this… Why are you still sitting here when everyone’s gone home to get some rest? It’s a Sunday. Aren’t you tired?” Nyssa replied. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Terry shook his head. “I feel fine. By the way, who are you? I’ve never seen you around here before. Are you a new teacher?”

Nyssa got up and placed her hand on Terry’s table with her eyes narrowed. “Do you seriously not know who I am? You ungrateful little brat.”

“Why would you scold me all of a sudden?” Terry stared at her.

“So what if I am scolding you? I’d love to punch you if I could.” Nyssa waved her fist.

Terry scratched his head, genuinely dumbfounded as to when and how he offended the woman before him. Thus, he pursed his lips and changed seats, hoping to get a little further away from Nyssa.