Chapter 239: 239-The Scientist Couple
Clementine:
As we were let in, I noticed it was much calmer here, unlike at Troy’s or Haiden’s place. Those people were really enjoying themselves. But for Yorick, it was just his mother in view, and I could tell she was preparing a home-cooked meal.
I guess that’s what real vacations should be like, spending time with your loved ones instead of the ones who make your life miserable.
"Yorick, come out, see who’s here to see you," his mother called, rubbing her palms anxiously. "Jill, come out, see who we have here."
As soon as she called her mate, I began to worry. I remembered she said her husband would be excited to see me, and I could only assume she was being sarcastic.
They didn’t like me before, probably because of my father’s actions and the fact that I had hurt their son by cheating on him.
The door opened, and before Yorick could come out, his father did.
"Who is it?" he asked, tucking in his shirt with his head down, focusing on the buttons.
"See for yourself." As soon as she said that, she stepped aside. Haiden, Troy, and I stood in line. Lord Jill raised his head and did a double take, staring straight at me.
"Isn’t this the girl who broke my son’s heart?" He immediately pointed at me, calling me out.
"Actually, it was me." Troy stepped forward, stopping the old man from coming at me.
"What? Our son was sleeping with you?" Lady Rimi asked, exchanging a look with her husband.
The excitement in his father’s eyes faded when Troy quickly shook his head.
"Ew, no," he said loudly. "I’m straight. I meant she didn’t cheat on him. The rumor was started by me."
Troy added that quickly, avoiding both my eyes and his parents’. His parents began communicating silently. They weren’t bad people, but I never liked how they spoke with just their eyes when guests were around. It always made others uncomfortable.
"Why did you do that? Is it because you have feelings for our son?" Lady Rimi asked.
"No," Troy groaned, scratching the back of his neck while trying to think of an excuse. "I had a crush on Clementine."
He finally said it, dropping his hand and looking away. Silence filled the room.
"Awkward," Haiden muttered.
I guess it wasn’t just that, but he had used something that was partly true.
"I don’t know what to say. Does Yorick know about it?" Lady Rimi asked Troy.
They didn’t show the same aggression toward him for breaking their son’s heart as they had shown toward me in the past.
"Yes, he knows, and they’ve talked about it. It’s all fine. There’s no issue anymore," Haiden joined in again, trying to sort things out since it was getting awkward.
"Oh, well then, it’s fine," Lady Rimi said, her eyes landing on me once more. "So, one girl with so many Alphas in a room. You must feel so protected," she teased, smirking.
"Actually, it’s the other way around. Clementine’s a hard-ass," Haiden commented, making me give him a nod of appreciation for standing up for me, while Lady Rimi and Uncle Jill exchanged another silent look.
I could tell they either knew a lot about us or just loved gossip. That’s what I used to do with Troy. Whenever we were with a third person, we’d make gestures like that.
"Anyway, if we can get Yorick, we’ll be on our way," Troy said softly, rubbing his palms together, showing how anxious he was in their presence.
"All right, but I don’t think you guys can go right now. It’ll start hailing soon. You should stay for dinner," Lady Rimi suggested, pointing toward the window to hint at the bad weather we’d be facing in a few hours.
"I’m not sure. We’ll have to see what the headmaster says," Haiden replied, pointing at the lurker standing in the corner of the room. He was already texting someone, probably letting the headmaster know that the weather was getting worse here.
"Anyway, Yorick!" his mother continued to call out, and finally, the door opened.
Yorick walked out in a gray T-shirt and gray pants, rubbing his eyes as he yawned and barely opened them enough to notice me.
The moment he did, he dropped his hands and narrowed his eyes, confirming that he was really seeing me standing in his cabin.
At first, his eyes widened, and a big smile spread across his lips. I began to wonder if he was truly happy to see me. It looked like he was.
But after taking only a few steps toward me, his expression started to change, almost like he’d just realized something. What kind of realization, I had no clue. He just looked really bothered and uneasy.
"What are you guys doing here?" he suddenly asked, his eyes mostly focused on me, as if he was more upset that I was here than anyone else. Or maybe he thought his parents would yell at me.
"Um, the headmaster told us to fetch you. We’re going back to the academy," Haiden explained, giving him a look that told him not to ask more questions in front of his parents.
"Well, then you all didn’t have to come to get me. Either one of you two would’ve been fine," Yorick said, pointing at Troy and Haiden, clearly singling me out.
He really didn’t want me inside his cabin, but I guessed he was just worried about me and the bullying I’d face.
"It’s alright. We had a talk with your parents," Haiden spoke again, giving him another look.
It was so awkward. On top of that, his parents were extremely observant. They noticed every small gesture or bit of body language.
"Still, anyway, you guys should go and wait for me in the car. I’ll go grab my bag," Yorick said.
He didn’t even greet me, and that bothered me more than I wanted to admit. Haiden had literally told him everything was fine, and he could see his parents weren’t mad at me. They were just standing there, smiling, yet Yorick kept acting dismissive.
My mood soured, and I was ready to leave. But the minute I turned around, I noticed a lurker walking toward us, and I immediately had a bad feeling about it.
He showed a message to Haiden, who read it out loud. The headmaster wanted us to stay here until the rain stopped and the weather cleared up. It was mainly because storms in the mainland could get so bad that hail would start and cause serious damage.
"Really?" Yorick groaned, throwing a fit as he raised his hands and then dropped them down.