Chap-200*A Battle Against My Ex*

Cynthia Dion: "Hm! Well, some people just have bad luck," he almost zoned out before her words were able to grab his attention again. "You turned lucky! I mean--," as she paused, Mr. Holt tilted his face to the back of her head. It seemed like he knew what she was going to talk about: "You were unlucky too, but then you got me," she almost cheered, but as he grunted and cleared his throat, she shut up. It just felt weird. They were talking about me? But Mr. Holt has always shown his disdain for me, so why would he want her to shut up when he agreed that I am a horrible mate for Atticus? "I am sorry! But sometimes I just can’t help but think about how unlucky you had been until you met me," once she mentioned it again, Mr. Holt started getting up. She instantly moved forward and turned around to look at him. "I will get you some juice," he smiled at her, and she smiled back, not finding it weird. I was shocked at how she didn’t think too much of it when it was clear that he didn’t like