Chapter 190

Even a fool could pick up on the implication in Rory's words. Mabel forced down her disgust. She clenched her hands and replied, "Mr. Collins, I'm still recovering, and my family is quite worried. I need to get home tonight to reassure them." Hearing this, Rory didn't push further. However, his gaze lingered on her for uncomfortably long, making her feel queasy. Still, she managed to keep her polite smile intact. Once they reached the private room, Mabel checked Damian's message. He would be there in about half an hour. "Why don't you come back to the university, Mabel? You could keep advancing. With me around, you could even earn a doctorate," Rory suggested with a smile. Under the table, Mabel clenched her hands tightly, and her expression darkened. Back then, she had been eager to keep up with Damian and was determined to further her studies. Yet her limited ability made it impossible to complete her thesis. Unwilling to give up, she turned to her mentor, Rory. She was young