Chapter 3 3

Caleb was the eldest son of the Griffin Group and also our classmate.

My father passed away early, and my mother was in a vegetative state, leaving us in extreme poverty. After entering university, I signed up for the aid program for impoverished students. My sponsor was none other than Caleb.

In my previous life, I did everything for Caleb without hesitation, serving him for four years. Though he was difficult to please, he was generous with money, and I never had to worry about my mother's medical expenses.

He was arrogant and overbearing, especially towards Nathan, the poor yet brilliant school heartthrob. Caleb would seize his laboratory, cut off his project funding, and snatch his scholarships.

As Caleb's assistant, I was sometimes ordered to bully Nathan as well.

I tricked him into borrowing sanitary pads for me, letting him wheel himself into the girls' restroom, only to be scolded as a pervert by the girls who came in later.

On the day the application for the mathematical modeling competition was due, I stole his phone and locked him in the lab.

Although I explained the sanitary pad incident to the girls in time and submitted his application form for him, he still ended up hating me.

At least, back then, I thought he hated me.

After graduation, Caleb imprisoned me for three years, torturing me nightly, making my life a nightmare.

At that time, I could never have imagined that the person who would save me from that prison would be Nathan.

Even more surprising was that his secret crush on me had started from our freshman year.

I looked at his stern face and thought, you really know how to keep a straight face.

Seizing a moment when he wasn't paying attention, I grabbed his face and kissed him.

He stood there rigidly, not moving an inch, letting me softly kiss and explore his lips.

When we parted, his eyes were locked onto mine, his voice rough, "Is this something Caleb told you to do?"

I looked into his dark eyes, "This is what I want to do."

"I like you, Nathan."

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, "Scarlett, don't play games with me..."

I hugged him tightly, "Nathan, don't be afraid. I'm here for you."