Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73 

In the advisor’s office, Sharon, Brenda, Lillian, and I stood in a row in front of the desk. Our advisor was furious. After scolding us and giving us minor punishments, he dismissed 

As we were about to leave, the adviser called me back. Once we were alone, he said, “Evelyn, I’m not going to believe in those baseless rumors circulating on the forum. “But this incident is still bad for the school and for you. I hope you can handle the negative publicity.” 

I hadn’t yet mentioned to anyone that 1 attended the party with Mr. Minogue. Moreover, seeing girls in luxury cars was nothing unusual at St. Nicholas University. 

But I couldn’t understand why I had become the center of these rumors or how I ended up as the main character in this scandal 

“I will,” I nodded. Despite my efforts to stay calm, I couldn’t endure the constant, malicious speculation every day. 

On my way back to the dorm from the advisor’s office, people kept pointing at and whispering about me. 

I pressed my lips together and walked on with my head held high 

When I got back to the dorm, Sharon and Brenda immediately came up to me. 

“What did the advisor say? Don’t mind those people, Evelyn. We believe you 

Seeing Sharon and Brenda made me feel much better. Though there were people in this world who would hurt others without knowing the whole story, there were also those who would believe in others and protect them no matter what 

I never felt this way in my past life, but looking at them now, I felt like I could overcome any difficulty. 

I leaned forward and hugged them, feeling a wave of gratitude 

“Thank you for beleving in me. I’m okay, so don’t worry. 

I attended every class as usual, korping up a facade of indifference no matter what was said about me. 

However, in reality, I began having trouble sleeping at night. I would have nightmares where Jack forced me to marry Mr. Minogue, become his servant, bear his children, and do his housework 

Waiting wasn’t an option, so I hired someone to trace the ID of the person who posted the thread. I was determined to find out who had leaked the photo. No matter what I could come up with, they seemed to anticipate it. 

The programmer Thired informed me that the post had been made from a public network, making it extremely difficult to track down the culprit. Nevertheless, I insisted he continue his search without delay, 

One day, while I was busy drawing in the dorm, I received an unexpected call. When I stepped outside, a delivery man handed me a massive bouquet of red roses. 

There were 999 roses in total, arranged to resemble a giant torch. As passersby noticed the grand display, I found myself once again at the center of attention. 

I heard whispers like, “Wow! Those roses are so beautiful!” 

“What’s so beautiful about them? She probably traded her body for them.” 

“I wouldn’t believe it if she wasn’t sleeping with someon