Chapter 597 The Real Test
Yunice’s face flushed red as she finally saw Wyatt’s post. The likes were already lined up in several neat rows—clearly everyone had seen it.
But… it wasn’t really a big deal. What couple didn’t do something cheesy every now and then? No one would take it too seriously.
She turned back to Wyatt and continued explaining, “I’m not doing this to get back at you. It’s a required clinical rotation. If I don’t go, I fail. And I’m not letting a failing grade show up on my transcript.”
That was her academic pride. Even a single lost point was unacceptable.
“Clinical rotation?” Wyatt frowned, clearly uncomfortable. “You really can’t skip it?”
“Nope.”
His face soured. “Not a week. Not two. A whole month.”
“If I don’t go, I fail!” Yunice said again. “I already got permission to study remotely this long. Now I have to be on campus for a month—what’s the big deal? You think college is easy to coast through?”
Wyatt sat up. “So you go off for a month. What am I supposed to do?”
Yunice snapped, “Whatever you want! You’re not a child. I don’t have to babysit you. You’re not working anyway—lock yourself upstairs and play dress-up or something!”
“Hey!” Elianna suddenly burst out of the kitchen. “Nora just liked your post!”
Wyatt and Yunice both looked at her. Neither looked thrilled—who smiles during a fight? And Elianna’s complete lack of timing only made things worse.
She froze where she stood, still at a safe distance, then tried to backpedal: “I just thought—since Nora liked the photo—it meant she accepted your relationship? So maybe the three of you could be friends now…”
Before she could finish, Yunice exploded.
“Who the hell needs her approval?! Who the hell asked for it?!”
Elianna turned and bolted upstairs. She didn’t mean anything by it. She just thought if everyone got along, it would be better. Why was Yunice so scary?
Yunice’s anger didn’t just scare Elianna—it made Wyatt tense too.
Already mid-argument, and now someone brought up Nora of all people? He was definitely guilty, and it showed.
That guilt made him cave. “Fine. You can go. But I’m getting you a private dorm room.”
Otherwise, under normal arrangements, Yunice would be stuck in a four-person dorm. Too noisy, too crowded, and who knew what kind of roommates she’d get. No need to put up with that.
But Yunice still wasn’t pleased. “I haven’t been on campus in months. Now I show up and get special treatment? What do you think people will say? I’m sticking with the standard arrangement.”
With that, she kicked Wyatt aside, slipped on her slippers, and marched upstairs.
Wyatt stayed behind, rubbing his temples. Irritated, he pulled out his phone, found Nora’s profile in his WhatsApp contacts—and deleted her.
Elsewhere, Nora was sitting with a group of friends at a clubhouse. They were all former mutuals of hers and Wyatt’s. Even though they no longer acknowledged her past status, when she invited them out as a “friend,” none of them refused.
Naturally, they’d all seen Wyatt’s post.
After giving it a like, Nora smiled. “He’s still the same as before…”
Everyone around her exchanged uncertain glances. To be honest, they all assumed Wyatt had posted that announcement specifically to show Nora—and to make her give up. She should’ve been devastated. But here she was, smiling? Had lying in a hospital bed for years scrambled her brain?
But Nora just looked calm and pleased. “He waited all this time to post something, and only does it after I woke up. Doesn’t that say everything?”
The group went silent, their eyes flicking toward her.
“You’re right,” Nora continued. “He posted it just for me. How childish… trying to make me feel bad.”
They frowned—but no one challenged her. After all, this group of socialites were masters at reading the room. They’d already started calculating which woman had Wyatt’s heart, because that answer would shape their future social ties.