Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 311

Miss Trunchbull, the Dean of Students finished speaking and closed the door with an abrupt slam.

Teresa immediately pressed against the door, discovering to her surprise that the stern woman had locked it! How annoying!

Teresa tugged at the doorknob in vain, it was locked tight.

She looked at Hayes in disappointment, but his bright, innocent eyes inexplicably lifted her spirits.

"So your name is Hayes Winston? We share a last name, what a coincidence! Are you regretting joining my Vine Whip Alliance?"

Hayes lifted his head, finding Teresa's voice to be pleasing, like the chime of wind bells.

He desperately wanted to respond to her, to tell her, "I don't regret it at all!"

But his voice seemed trapped, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Teresa moved closer to him, her large eyes fixed on him, "Why aren't you saying anything? You're not mute, are you? Mutes can't join the Vine Whip Alliance."

Hayes felt a pang of sorrow. He wasn't mute! He used to be able to speak! He didn't know when it started, but one day he just couldn't speak anymore. His godfather said it was psychological, and he had been receiving treatment ever since.

Hayes wanted to explain this to Teresa. His mouth moved under his collar, but no sound came out.

Seeing no response from him, Teresa felt a bit frustrated. She pointed at the phone, asking, "Do you want to call your dad?"

Hayes stared at her, unsure of what to do.

After some thought, Teresa suddenly grabbed a piece of paper and a pen, "Or you could write down your dad's number, and I could call for you?"

Hayes hesitated, neither speaking nor making any indication of what he wanted.

Hayes' heart leapt, and before he knew it, he blurted out, "Be careful!"

He darted towards her, his hands raised as if to catch her.

Teresa paused, turning to look at Hayes, "Oh, so you can speak. You're not mute!"

Hayes was stunned. He had just... spoken? He could speak again!

Teresa excitedly extended her arm towards him, "So, do you want to leave with me? I can protect you!"

Hayes knew, subconsciously, that escaping through the window was wrong. If his mom found out, she would surely spank him. But looking at Teresa, Hayes reached out his hand.

And then, two small, adorable hands tightly held onto each other.