Emily was secretly delighted to hear that because she didn’t believe Janet could really excel in everything.
The students from the other classes, who had started to run out of patience waiting for them to decide, urged impatiently, “Is Class A still in the game? If you guys are taking so long to make a decision, why don’t you guys just pull out?”
“Exactly. Janet Jackson from Class A is such an attention-seeker to register for so many events, which is more than she can cope with.”
“Can you guys move faster? The sun is going to set soon!”
After listening to their remarks, Janet walked away from the congregation of her fellow classmates and handed her jacket to Abby. “Let’s get on with the competition,” she spoke in a crisp and cold voice.
Gordon took the chance to examine her face when she walked past him and found that her face was actually slightly pale.
Why did she look that way?
Was she suffering from a heatstroke?
Standing at the area where the long jump event was held, Janet suddenly felt a dull pain from her lower abdomen when she was staring at the pool of sand some distance away from her.
After doing some calculation, she realized that it had been more than a month since she had her last period.
Could she be having it now?
During the time she was going through training in Markovia, she could easily train for more than ten hours continuously without feeling tired but every time she had her period, she wouldn’t be able to make it.
Deciding that her body wouldn’t be able to withstand it after some contemplation, she waved at Mr. Wilson and announced with a poker face, “Mr. Wilson, I want to withdraw from these two events!”
The students from Class B couldn’t help but mock Janet when they saw her chicken out at the eleventh hour. “Geez, her stamina must be really weak to be so exhausted after having just a game. Why was she so powerful when she punched Jennifer Lewis then?”
Sensing that something was not right with Janet from how pale her lips looked, Gordon quickly approached her and questioned her in an undertone, “How are you feeling?”
Janet placed her hands on her belly and muttered, “Bring me to the school clinic.”
Mr. Wilson too walked over and asked her worryingly, “Janet, are you alright?”
Gordon cleared his throat and answered, “Sir, I’m bringing her to the school clinic now.”
Noticing the awkward expression on Gordon’s face and realizing what it meant in an instant, Mr. Wilson responded, “Go ahead.”
Gordon bent at his waist and carried Janet in his arms before heading in the direction of the school clinic.
Abby, who was left behind, was speechless.
What was going on?
Everyone couldn’t help but gasp in shock when they saw what happened.
When they finally recovered from the trance, the whole field went uproarious at once.
Janet opened her eyes and looked up at Gordon’s face. Under the dazzling sunlight, his face looked even more well-defined and there was a trace of dominance in his beautiful eyes.
No wonder he was so popular among the girls.
“Goodness sake, did Gordon Yaleman just carry Janet in his arms?”
“How could something like that happen? My heart is breaking into pieces.”
“Does Gordon have a thing for country bumpkins?”
“Janet is so lucky to be in Gordon Yaleman’s arms.”
“I’m sure this will become the hottest topic on Twitter by tomorrow.”
“You should log into your Twitter account now and take a look at what is happening—the discussion has already started gaining heat.”
“How could something like that happen?” Looking extremely pale, Emily couldn’t figure out why Gordon would carry Janet.
Did he have a crush on her?
That was impossible. In her opinion, Janet must have pretended to be sick so that Gordon would sympathize with her.
“She’s so shameless!” she muttered under her breath through gritted teeth while watching them getting increasingly smaller as they walked further and further away.
Inside the office of Lowry Family Conglomerate, Mason was leaning against a chair made from genuine leather. Looking sleepy with his eyes half-closed, he started recalling his encounter with Janet that night and the comment she made before leaving.
She had said he was shameless.
Was that really the case?
At that juncture came the sound of someone knocking on the door.
In a deep and husky voice, he spoke, “Come in.”
It was Sean and he was sure Mason had no idea of what had gone viral on Twitter judging from how unperturbed he looked.
Hence, he decided to remind him out of kindness, “Young Master Mason, haven’t you seen what went viral on Twitter today?”
Mason looked up and raised his brows puzzlingly at him.
Sean cleared his throat before he imparted, “I just read from Twitter that Miss Jackson was carried by a guy classmate to the school clinic because she seemed to be unwell.”
Mason’s pupils shrank slightly when he heard that. Without even bothering to put on his suit jacket, he made a dash out of his room and instructed Sean, “Get my sportscar ready and let’s head to Star High School.”
