Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 322

Chapter 322 

Just then, I received a phone call from Mr. Watty, who was delivering some materials. It turned out he had left shortly after we did. 

I went downstairs to pick up the materials, and when I lunded them over, I could see a glimmer of expectation in his eyes. “Out of all the students, I have the most faith in you. I hope you don’t let me down. You must win this competition; only then can our 

or team truly thrive,” he said. sincerely. 

atty to trust me so deeply. 

so deeply and offer me so much encouragement. 

I felt a wawe of gratitude. I hadn’t expected Mr. Watty! 

“Don’t worry, Mr. Warty. I’ll make sure to handle this well and won’t let you down,” I promised, feeling determined. 

He seemed pleased with my response, and I walked him out before returning to the hallway, where I saw Ethan and Natasha again. I couldn’t help but notice how coincidentally I kept running into them these past few days. 

“Evelyn, what are you doing here? I thought you were in your dorm working on your designs?” Natasha greeted me, her face lit up with enthusiasm as she stood 

close to Ethan 

I felt a flutter in my heart but maintained a calm exterior. “Just stepped out to grab some materials. What about you two?” I asked. 

Ethan seemed disinterested in explaining, glancing at me before turning his attention back to Natasha. The atmosphere between them felt subtly charged. 

Natasha smiled and explained, “ch, Ethan had some questions for me, so we decided to take a walk.” 

Inodded, choosing not to pry further. Everyone has a right to their privacy; it wasn’t my place to intrude. 

Just then, Ethan checked his phone and his expression turned serious. “Thave to go; there’s an issue with a project I need to deal with,” he said, turning to leave without looking back 

I realized that our lives hardly intertwined anymore, so I wasn’t particularly invested in his affairs. 

As I prepared to leave, Natasha suddenly grabbed my wrist and fled her gaze on me. “Evelyn, you came down to get materials, so you must have a few minutes to spare. How about we chat for a bit?” she suggested earnestly. 

I frowned slightly, puzzled by her insistence. Her eyes held an enigmatic quality that made me uneasy, 

However, s since she had reached out, I felt it would be made to refuse, so I nodded in agreement. 

We walked to a nearby bench, and it was clear that she had been waiting for a chance to be alone with me. As she sat down, a subtle smile a she were plotting something 

“You’re one of my most respected seniors, and I admire you a lot,” she began.