A Bride’s Revenge No Longer the Backup novel Chapter 273

Chapter 273 

Chapter 273 

Ariana finally set down the pen. She retorted, “Don’t bother telling me to quit. I won’t give up. If you can’t teach me to write, I’ll do it myself.” 

With that, she was ready to leave. 

Victor asked, “Is the graduation certificate that important to you?” 

“Yes.” She replied in all seriousness, “It might not mean uch to you, but it’s everything to me. I need to ace this exam” 

Seeing the look of determination in her eyes, Victor had no choice but to say, “Take a seat. I’ll teach you.” 

She looked surprised. “Didn’t you just look down on my poor coordinating skills?” 

“It’s an exam that lasts three days. I can’t make your writing look nice, but at least you’ll be able to write.” 

He patted the couch beside him, signaling her to take a sear 

She took a seat across from him. 

He reminded her, “I want you to sit next to me.” 

Feeling reluctant, she nonetheless took a seat next to him uneasily. 

He grabbed the pen on the table and wrote her first name. Then, he repeated it with his left hand. The handwriting on both looked exactly the same, much to her surprise. 

She gasped, “How did you do that?” 

“It’s not difficult at all. Anyone could do it. It boils down to focus and coordinating skills.” 

He handed her the pen. Then, he advised her, “Calm down and focus on your left hand. Pay attention to your grip. 

“Practice writing for a day. One day later, you’ll be able to write something simple. In one week, you writing with your left hand. I can’t guarantee the speed, but practice certainly helps.” 

“So, all I need to do is practice?” 

get used to 

“To master a skill, practice is important. Nothing comes easy in this world. You still have nine days to practice. This is the dumbest and the most suitable method for you. 

Ariana suspected Victor of looking down on him, but she took his advice anyway. 

Time ticked past. Simon, who had been waiting outside the door, started to yawn. He finally knocked. “Hey, are you guys done?” 

Ariana hadn’t noticed the passing time as she was too focused on writing. She looked up only to notice that the sky had darkened. 

Victor had switched on the table lamp for her without her knowing. The warm light radiated on the table, but she hadn’t noticed it before. 

The letter–sized paper before her had been filled with her bandwriting.