Trapped in Love Miss Arogan

92.

Justin walked back to his house at eleven p.m. He spends all day doing college work.

He felt so tired and his energy was completely drained. Justin wanted nothing more than to spend the night sleeping comfortably in his bed. 

Justin turned his door lock and pressed the door knob. He breezed into the house with shaky steps.

His hands fumbled through the wall to find where the light switch was. Once found, the flashlight turned on, making the originally dark living room instantly bright.

Justin put down his bag and rushed to take a shower.

And at this moment, it was already a while after Justin arrived at his house. He has taken a shower and also changed clothes with a more relaxed one.

Justin was wearing a t-shirt and his gray training pants that he got from Charlie as a gift for an out-of-town trip.

The water from her wet hair was still dripping on her clothes. While breaking his hair with a towel, Justin stepped towards the kitchen. He's feeling hungry. The food he had enjoyed this afternoon was not enough to fill his stomach. Finally, Justin chose to make a cup of hot tea with a piece of bread that he got from a plastic jar in his kitchen.

While biting the bread, Justin brought the teacup in his hand towards the living room. He sat himself on his couch and put the cup of tea on the glass table.

For a moment Justin glanced at the screen of his cellphone which was also on the table. I don't know how many times Justin looked at his phone today. It was like waiting for a call from someone.

Waiting phone? Why wait like this? Who will call himself? Justin himself doesn't know why he did this. Was he too confident thinking that Charlotte would contact him.

Hold still. Charlotte's? Why Justin had to wait for a call from the girl.

Yeah, actually, ever since his meeting with Charlotte on campus this morning, Justin has been quietly waiting for the girl to call his cell phone.

Charlotte had asked for her mobile number and it made her think that the girl would definitely call her. That's what Justin thinks all day.

Justin was wrong to think that way. And what he will only make his own heart hurt with high hopes that the girl will call him.

Justin was curious about the girl. Charlotte Clintonhas. Didn't Charlotte say at their first meeting that she was so famous? Charlie, his best friend also said the same thing.

"Is he that famous?" mumbling Justin.

Justin is still possessed by curiosity that is too big in his heart until finally he can not stand his own curiosity.

Then, Justin ended up giving up and grabbed his phone. He quickly started clicking on the internet service and started typing the name 'Charlotte Clinton'.

"Should I look for him?" justin was doubtful.

Actually looking for a public figure name like this is something that Justin has never done in his entire life. But today is an exception, as Charlotte Clinton has already started to make her curious.

After thinking for a while, Justin finally clicked 'search' and the next second came the information about Charlotte. This was followed by a series of articles about other things from the girl. Starting from career, love life, fashion, and so forth.

"Well, what is this?"

"It turns out he's really a celebrity" muttered Justin staring at his phone screen with a look of amazement.

Justin shook his head, he really couldn't believe it. How could he not know about all this Charlotte stuff. In the end, everything about this article made Justin realize that Charlotte is indeed very famous.

This could also explain the reason Charlotte was so angry when she found out that Justin did not know her. Is that right, isn't it?

I don't know why Justin is so embarrassed by himself right now.

"I'm just like living in a cave." Justin murmured as he continued to scroll his phone screen.

Justin is currently focusing on reading an article that discusses Charlotte's love life.

Fifteen minutes Justin spent reading the various articles that appeared. This whole life was the first time Justin had spent his free time doing this kind of useless thing. He usually only reads books or does college work.

But this time he instead read all the information about Charlotte Clinton. Ah, it's not just Charlotte. Justin also read an article about the Clinton family. Even all the achievements obtained by the people in the family.

"Truly the sultan's family." murmured Justin in disbelief. They each have their own accomplishments.

Justin suddenly flicked the activity of 'reading his article'. She bit her lower lip and looked smiling.

Everything secretly resuscitated Justin. All the articles he read can prove a high caste Charlotte Clinton it.

Justin smiled blandly. Is not it clear that Justin's position here is like dust that has no meaning. Even though he was near that family, his social status would make no difference either.

And whether it's appropriate for Justin to continue to be near the Clinton family or should he be grateful for being able to get to know them. He was even invited to dinner in person. That's one thing no one else can get, right?"

Somehow he even continued to be near Mr. Romanov. He also doesn't know why. It wasn't Justin begging, it was the middle-aged man who tried to bring him into his life.

Justin took a deep breath and breathed him tired.

Charlotte Clintonhas. She is the girl that Justin secretly adores. He has never liked anyone all this time. And once he had the feeling he fell for a girl he couldn't even have.

"That's why I can't imagine too much." Justin said, chuckling.

Justin who was bored finally chose to turn off his phone screen. He put his phone back on the table.

With a slow movement Justin then rose from his seat. He accidentally saw a pile of goods given by Mr. Romanov for him who was in the corner of the room. Jeez, just to see it has managed to make Justin's head feel dizzy.

Justin shook his head.

"How much did Mr. Romanov spend buying all these things.."

"How can I repay this gift."

After that Justin let out a short sigh and got up from his seat. He decided to take a slow step into his bedroom.

Justin laid his tired body on the bed. His eyes looked at the ceiling of his room. He smiled in silence, choosing to enjoy how comfortable his current position was.

"It looks like sleep will be better." he murmured.

Just about to close his eyes, suddenly a knocking sound was heard on the door of his house. Justin's forehead is shrinking. Who's this midnight guy visiting his house?

With a lazy movement Justin got up from his bed. He stepped on both feet, walking out of the room, intending to open the door for his guests.

As soon as the door opened, Justin felt even more confused when he saw who had come.

"Harry?" justin was astonished.

"Justin.." said Harry greeting back with a position leaning on the doorway.

Justin seemed confused by what the young man was doing here at the moment.

"Harry, why did you come here?"

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