Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 115: Don’t Want to See You

Chapter 115: Don’t Want to See You

Chloe snorted, but her displeasure was drowned out by the applause of the other girls.

Ella raised an elegant eyebrow. Brandon was certainly smooth-tongued, twisting facts to suit his narrative. No wonder the school gave him a chance.

But she believed Brianna must have done something to get him hired as the art teacher. More importantly, there must be some deal between him and Brianna...

"Teacher, I’m not feeling well. I need to leave," Ella stood up calmly, her gaze coldly fixed on Brandon on the stage.

Instantly, the girls burst into chatter again.

"Look, Ella can’t hold it in anymore!"

"Of course, after all, Brandon once confessed to her, then slept with Hannah the same night. It must be frustrating to watch."

"Ah, such a handsome teacher, how could he fall for Hannah’s tricks?"

Brandon’s face turned increasingly grim, but he forced himself to look calmly at Ella. "Ella, if you’re not feeling well, I’ll take you to the infirmary."

"No need, I can walk myself." Ella didn’t even glance at him, leaving the art room with a dark expression. Brandon was momentarily stunned, but it was his first class, so he couldn’t afford to be distracted.

Ella reached the infirmary, claiming she felt suffocated, and lay down on the bed, playing with her phone.

The nurse, naturally a gossip, knew Brandon was teaching today and that Ella was his student.

For any woman, having an ex become her teacher is uncomfortable, especially considering how Brandon had wronged her before.

"Well, Ella, some things are best left in the past. If you really don’t like it, you can skip art class since you’re not majoring in it anyway," the nurse said warmly, smiling at Ella.

Ella nodded slightly, "I indeed have no talent for art and don’t enjoy painting. Thank you for the suggestion."

She planned to major in finance because her goals in life were revenge and making money to enjoy life.

Although Eric had plenty of money, a woman should be somewhat independent.

Ella hadn’t slept much last night. After leaving the Elite Horizon Club, Eric made love with her till late. Now, her eyes hurt from severe lack of sleep.

She closed her eyes and unexpectedly fell asleep.

In her sleep, she dreamt again of her past life. Brandon gently put a ring on her finger, kissed her tenderly, and touched her.

Ella struggled fiercely, cold sweat dripping from her forehead, but she couldn’t wake up. That annoying nightmare, like air, reappeared every few days!

Finally, Brandon suddenly pushed her away, his gaze turning icy.

"Ella, I’m sorry, I don’t love you. I love your sister, Hannah! You, die!"

Brandon suddenly pulled out a gun, the dark barrel aimed at her, a cruel smile on his lips!

"No!" Ella screamed, her eyes snapping open to see Brandon’s familiar face looking at her with concern.

Ella sat up abruptly, and the nurse came in, "Ella, did you have a nightmare?"

Ella panted, and Brandon silently handed her a handkerchief, but she chose to ignore it, coldly using a tissue from her bag to wipe her sweat.

"Sorry, I had a nightmare," Ella apologized to the nurse once she calmed down.

The nurse shook her head, smiling, "Mr. Hall was worried about you, so he came to check on you."

Ella was speechless, noticing the nurse’s infatuated look. It seemed this woman, too, had chosen to ignore Brandon’s despicable character.

"Ella, are you okay? Why did you have a nightmare out of the blue?" Brandon asked softly, as the nurse tactfully left the room.

Ella glanced at him. "Thanks for your concern, Mr. Hall, but I’m fine. You can leave now!"

Seeing her delicate and captivating face, Brandon felt a pang of sorrow in his heart. Unknowingly, he had fallen in love with her.

If Hannah’s sultry allure had initially captivated him, Ella’s cold elegance now enchanted him.

Some men are just like that— the more unattainable the woman, the more they pine for her. Moreover, Ella was not weak. After her rebirth, she had shed her flaws, embodying both beauty and intelligence.

Such a young woman was irresistibly charming. How could he not be moved?

Brandon looked at Ella with sorrow, narcissistically apologizing, "I’m sorry, Ella. It’s my fault for leaving such a deep scar. If I hadn’t betrayed you, you wouldn’t be plagued by nightmares..."

"Mr. Hall, you are too narcissistic. My nightmares have nothing to do with the current you!" Ella replied with a cold smile.

Her dreams were of her past life.

But the present Brandon no longer had the power to cause her pain.

Brandon’s eyes remained full of concern. "Are you feeling better? What did the doctor say?"

Ella’s lips curled into a luxurious smile that made Brandon feel a wave of dizziness, but the coldness in her eyes left him feeling lost.

"My heart feels heavy. The doctor didn’t say much, but I think... seeing Mr. Hall makes me want to vomit, so please don’t bother me again! I won’t be attending art class anymore!"

Ella’s words were final, and Brandon’s face turned pale.

"Ella, please don’t be angry... You may not love me now, but please... don’t reject me so harshly!"

"I intend to reject and hurt you, so what? Brandon, do you think you’re the only outstanding man in the world? That I would fall for you, love you? Dream on!"

Ella’s words were sharp, leaving no room for mercy.

Brandon took a deep breath, struggling to contain the pain in his heart. "I know... you despise me, and I don’t expect you to love me. But... Hannah and Brianna are both dangerous and not to be underestimated! I only want to help you, to see you safe and happy. I ask for nothing more!"

Brandon’s eyes were full of sincerity, his entire demeanor radiating gentleness, with a hint of sadness.

Ella sneered.

Brandon was an excellent actor, but whether his intentions were genuine or not, she didn’t need his help.

"I don’t need your help. I hope you leave my sight immediately!" Ella’s voice was icy and firm, her eyes cold enough to freeze Brandon’s heart.

He took two steps back, looking at her sorrowfully.

Ella’s heart was filled with resentment, but even more so with disgust! This Brandon made her sick and repulsed.

This kind of man could betray you at any moment and turn against you!

"Mr. Hall, are you not leaving yet? Do I need to file a complaint against you?" Ella’s voice was low, filled with layers of disdain that made Brandon shudder.