When She Walks Away (Teresa) novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207

Teresa and Wendy chatted away until it was well past 1 a.m. before finally agreeing to get some sleep.

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But just as they were about to drift off, a loudspeaker blared from downstairs, shattering the peace.

Someone shouted twice through the loudspeaker, the noise echoing through the night.

In that moment, Teresa started to realize who the man behind the loudspeaker was–she could vaguely make out his voice.

Wendy, however, had recognized the culprit even before Teresa did.

Just from that one shout, Wendy immediately knew it was George.

It was dead quiet in the neighborhood at this hour, until George’s antics jolted the peace–lights started coming on in apartments up and down every building.

Some residents, unable to take it, yelled from their windows, “Are you nuts? What the hell are you doing screaming like that in the middle of the night?”

Others joined in, “Seriously, if you want to act crazy, at least wait until daytime!”

But George paid no attention to any of them. He’d pulled so many strings just to find out where Wendy giving up his shot at getting her back.

lived; there

was no way he was

So he shouted into the loudspeaker, not caring about anything else: “Wendy, I know I screwed up before. It was all my fault. Please, forgive me.”

When Wendy heard George apologizing, it didn’t touch her at all. -in fact, all she felt was pure disgust. If anything, his words just made her feel even more revolted.

George kept yelling from downstairs, “Honey, please, forgive me! I swear I’ll never do anything just come down and see me, just for a minute–that’s all I want, just to see you once!”

to hurt you

again.

If you can hear me,

Wendy knew George’s tricks all too well. He was only acting all pitiful to lure her downstairs- -she’d seen through this pathetic show ages

ago.

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She knew that the minute she actually went down there, and the two of them were alone, he’d drop the act and show his true colors just like always.

That’s why, besides a little sting in her heart, all Wendy felt toward George was disgust–nothing else.

George’s late–night antics were driving the whole neighborhood up the wall. Wendy didn’t even have to show her face–people were already shouting at him from their upstairs windows, some even tossing wilted greens and lettuce leaves down at him in protest.

Even with all this going on, George showed no sign of backing off. He just kept shouting, “Wendy, I know you still care about me, so please, let’s not put ourselves through this anymore. Come down and meet me, just the two of us- –can we talk in private?”

Just then, Wendy suddenly threw off her blanket and got out of bed.

Teresa, seeing her get up, called out anxiously, “Wendy, what are you doing?”

Wendy glanced at Teresa’s worried face and couldn’t help but chuckle. “What? You think I’m actually going to go see him?”

Teresa just stared at her, not saying a word.

Wendy walked over to the coffee table, picked up her phone, and turned back to Teresa. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to see him. I’m calling the cops.

With that, Wendy made the call to the police, calmly laying out the whole ordeal. The officer on the line promised they’d send someone over as soon as possible.

Less than ten minutes later, the cops showed up at the apartment complex.

They hauled George away, charging him with disturbing the peace.

After all the chaos George had stirred up, there was no way Teresa or Wendy were getting any sleep.

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Since they were both wide awake, they figured they might as well keep talking.

They kept chatting, and before they even realized it, it was already well past 2 a.m.

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The silence of the night was shattered when Teresa’s phone suddenly started ringing, making both girls jump in surprise. Teresa glanced at the screen and saw it was Charles calling. She paused, not sure if she really wanted to answer him at this hour. ‘Seriously? Why is he calling me so late?‘ Teresa found it downright odd and couldn’t help but wonder what was going on.

Charles barely seemed to react to her answer, just tried again, “Yolanda woke up crying in the middle of the night. Can you come bac and comfort her?”

Once she’d gotten it all out, she didn’t hesitate–she hung up on him, slamming her phone down with a cold finality.

She opened up WhatsApp and, while browsing her chats, accidentally tapped into the conversation with Troy.

It was so late. Teresa thought to herself, I must be imagining things. I really need to get some sleep.

Meanwhile, Charles and Naomi were sitting around a round table with five or six others–all of them glasses–wearing, scholarly types.

They’d been talking about the PhD research project for almost three hours, but they still weren’t getting anywhere

Naomi looked pretty down. “Charles, maybe I’m just not PhD material”

Charles remained silent, but in his heart, he knew there was still someone else they could tum to for help.

And that person was none other than Hector Reed.

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After a moment, Charles stood up. “It’s getting late. Let’s call it a night.”

Hearing that, everyone finally started to relax–they’d all been super tense.

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Like a burden had been lifted, the group grabbed their things and left in a hurry, no one lingering behind.

Once everyone had left, Naomi finally turned to Charles and sighed, “Charles, I think I’ll just go and withdraw from school tomorrow.”

Charles glanced over at her, the gentlest smile appearing on his lips. “Don’t give up yet. There’s still someone else we can turn to.”

Naomi didn’t even need to ask–she knew instantly that Charles was talking about Hector.

“But Hector kind of seems biased against me,” Naomi murmured, the worry clear in her voice.

Charles knew Naomi had already gone to Hector for help, but he just hadn’t been willing to lend a hand.

Before, Charles never really bothered to take Hector seriously.

But now, with things getting serious, he had to start paying attention to him.

Charles just brushed off Naomi’s worries with a gentle smile. “You just focus on your research,” he said softly. “Leave everything else to me.”