It'll Come Naturally
Chapter 1492 Playing Hard To Get (Part Four)

"No, you're right. I'm the one being unreasonable. Now get off my car." Despite being irked, Luke was clueless why he felt that way. Yes, it was he who told Michelle not to bother him. But he didn't expect her to comply with his request without a fight, and it annoyed him so much more than he expected. Recently, Michelle treated him like a complete stranger even though they lived together. Instead of treating him like her husband, she just nodded at him impassively whenever they crossed paths in the house. She gave him the cold shoulder several times, and Luke, who was always chased by girls, was not used to this silence treatment.

Michelle bit her lower lip, not uttering a single word. Her eyes reddened upon hearing Luke's words, hating the fact that she could still be influenced by him so easily. She shook the thought off her mind. It wasn't the best time to be overwhelmed by negativity. She raised her chin up and opened the door. She got off the car without saying goodbye. With quick, long steps, she hurried towards the school, as far away from him as she could.

Luke, on the other hand, didn't start the car as soon as she left. His gaze remained locked on Michelle's back, following her until she disappeared in a corner. He was lost in his own thoughts. When did Michelle start acting this way? Back then, she was always eager to get his attention? What changed? She must've been losing interest in him. This thought should have made him happy, but didn't. Why was he so bothered by it? Luke just couldn't figure out all the answers to these questions.

"Hi! Good morning, Michelle!" As soon as she walked past the school gate, Bradley greeted her in a lively tone. It seemed that he was happy to see her. Like every rich and spoiled kid in school, he was driving an expensive sports car. "Good morning," Michelle replied shortly, brows slightly furrowed. As much as she didn't want to talk to him, she couldn't afford to be that impolite. Besides, she didn't really dislike him. She just didn't want to complicate things by socializing with him.

"Get in the car! I can drive you to school." Bradley slowed down his car, driving beside her whilst beaming at her with a huge smile on his young face. Michelle couldn't help it; she ended up comparing her husband with Bradley. They were really different men. Luke was cold and distant. He liked to keep a straight face at all times. Meanwhile, Bradley was arrogant and vivacious. He knew he was handsome and rich, and didn't know how to be shy about it.

"No, thanks. I'm here to learn," she said, "Not make enemies." Michelle's tone was a bit sarcastic. She knew the consequences of getting a ride from Bradley, the most popular boy in school. If the girls saw her in his car, all hell would break loose. And while she wasn't afraid to confront them, she enjoyed her simple status in school too much to ruin it for a ride. Rather than be attacked by his enthusiastic followers, she would gladly walk on her own instead, maybe even keep her distance from Bradley.

"Make enemies? Don't be dramatic! It's not that bad. If you get in my car, the most terrible thing that could happen is someone pulling your hair," Bradley said nonchalantly. He knew how crazy the girls who were smitten with him could be. If he was being honest with himself, he could get quite frustrated by all the attention of the girls in school. They liked to analyze his every move, create rumors behind his back. Both of which made him uncomfortable. Even as a guy who enjoyed being in the limelight, too much unwanted attention also had the effect to frustrate him.

"Isn't that serious enough? I'd like my hair intact, thank you very much. I'm here to learn, not join some high school drama that no one cares about," After uttering these words to him, Michelle took a shortcut without bothering to hear Bradley's reply.

Bradley smirked at Michelle's words. Speechless, he watched her leave. Interest flicked in his eyes. It was evident how intrigued he was by Michelle. Perhaps, because it was the first time he did the chasing and not the other way around. Michelle. She wasn't like the other girls. She wasn't interested in him. And this ultimately caught Bradley's attention. He wanted to be noticed by her. Call him childish, but he had made up his mind. He was going to make Michelle fall for him.

As soon as Michelle walked into the classroom, all eyes were on her. She felt uncomfortable under their suspicious looks. She wasn't sure what the attention was all about. 'Does it have something to do with my clothes?' she thought nervously.

"Michelle, I heard you came to school with Bradley, all giggling and laughing. Is that true?" Hilda asked under her breath, completely curious.

"Who said that?" Michelle grimaced. Giggling and laughing? What the hell? She was definitely sure that she didn't even smile at the guy! Who the hell would say that?

"They're all talking about it. It's wild! Maybe someone saw you two together. You have to realize that Bradley never smiled at any girl. But lo and behold, he smiled at you! Do you know what that means? Maybe he's interested in you!" Hilda was overexcited about some rumor. She'd love for it to be true. It would make her happy.

"What the hell are you talking about?! That's ludicrous! Do you really think a popular guy like Bradley would fall for a tomboy? I don't think so. There are plenty of beautiful girls in school that would get his attention. Not me." Michelle burst in laughter. It was never going to happen. And besides, she didn't give a damn about what Bradley was thinking. Amused, Michelle looked around and took a deep breath. No wonder her classmates were acting strangely. Now she knew the reason.

"Well, it's hard to tell. You never know. Some rich guys have rather weird tastes these days. You could be his type," Hilda whispered mysteriously, as if she knew a lot about rich men.