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Chapter 687 Things Past Pull

Chapter 687 things past pull

After Izabella and Callie left the karaoke bar, they went straight back to Callie's house to do their

homework.

Izabella brought all the homework to Callie's house, and they had already discussed the deletion of the

photos.

Probably thinking about the photos, at 7 pm, Nyla and the girls contacted Callie and said they wanted

to delete the photos.

Izabella looked at the message inside Callie's phone, her heart tightened and she subconsciously

glanced at Callie.

Callie touched her forehead soothingly, "Don't be afraid, we have their pictures in our hands now too."

Izabella nodded and watched as Callie answered the other party's video call.

Callie didn't bother to talk to them: "Turn on the computer."

She said, went to the computer and clicked on a folder, "Here, there are all your pictures in there."

Nyla and Hana followed Callie's lead and opened the folder on their computer where they had hidden

Izabella's photos.

Callie looked back at Izabella, then held the mouse and deleted that folder, then emptied the dumpster

again.

Last night all this, she spoke to Nyla and Hana on the other side of the video: "I deleted the photos, if

you dare to play tricks on me, I was able to take your photos last time, I can also take your photos next

time, you better make sure you are to delete the photos, otherwise, I will not just let people take your

photos again next time so simple. "

When Callie said this, Nyla and Hana had just deleted the photo.

Nyla glanced at the camera: "Delete them all."

"OK, that's it then."

Callie hung up the video and turned back to Izabella, "Well, Izabella, the picture is gone."

Izabella looked at Callie, her eyes a little red, "Yes, thank you, Callie."

Callie looked into Izabella's eyes, and her heart didn't feel good.

She raised her hand and hugged Izabella: "It's okay, it's over, no one will bully you anymore!"

Callie is naturally curious about the things that Izabella used to do, but that kind of thing, you don't have

to think about it to know that it's not good.

Since now, the photos have been deleted and Izabella has transferred from another school to the first

school, there is no need to bring up those bad things anymore. This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Izabella huffed slightly, "I don't know what I did wrong, that day, they suddenly said my clothes are

broken, let me change a new one. There was no separate bathroom inside the dormitory, and after I

took off my clothes, they surrounded me, snatched them out of my hands and threw them on the top

bunk bed, and then they started taking pictures of me."

She really doesn't know what she did wrong, all along, she and they have nothing to do with each

other, despite living in a dormitory, but she likes to do half an hour of homework after school before

going back to the dormitory to take a shower, evening study after class is also in the classroom for half

an hour more before going back.

They were obviously in the same class and in the same dorm, but they were like a bunch of demons

that day, surrounding her in the middle and taking out their cell phones to take pictures of her.

The more she resisted, the more excited they became.

The photos in the hands of others, she was paid to beg them to delete, except for Nyla and Hana.

They both took the pictures and asked her to help with cooking and water cleaning, and also asked her

to help with laundry.

After class, she has to help them buy snacks from the kiosk downstairs, and when they run out of

money, she has to help them pay for it.

That short period of eight months was like a nightmare that she could never wake up from.

No matter how much she begged, they wouldn't delete the photos.

Nyla also said that as long as she has her picture in her hand, she has to listen to her like a dog.

The one time in the playground of another school before transferring was the only time she openly

rebelled, and she actually worried for a long time after that day, fearing that those pictures of herself

would appear on the school's forum or on the phones of familiar classmates at any time.

Luckily Nyla and the girls didn't know if they had a conscience or didn't dare, and in the end those

photos weren't released by them.

But every time I see them, Izabella feels a knife hanging over her head when she thinks that they have

pictures of herself like that in their hands.

She did not know when the knife would fall, she only knew that once the knife fell, she would surely die.

Now that the knife has finally been taken away and she no longer has to worry about dropping it and

cutting herself off, Izabella's whole being feels like she's run away from a disaster.

And the person who pulled her out of this disaster was Callie.

Callie listened to Izabella's sobbing voice and just wanted to beat Nyla and the girls up again.

It's too much!

"It's all in the past, Izabella, and it won't ever be the same again!"

She patted Izabella's back, soothing her as she did so.

Izabella raised her hand and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, a little embarrassed: "Thank

you, Callie. really, thank you."

"I'll fight anyone who dares to bully you again in the future, Izabella!"

Izabella looked at Callie with emotion, "I will too, Callie, and I won't let anyone bully you."

She may be timid and weak at times, but if someone bullies Callie, she will fight that person to the

death!

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room, Izabella stiffened for a moment, Callie

looked at Izabella's reddened eyes, "Izabella, will you go to the bathroom to wash your face?"

Izabella also felt that she was not fit for Mrs. King to see like this, "Ehhhh."

She nodded in embarrassment and hurriedly turned around and went into the bathroom.

Callie got up to open the door, and Mrs. King was carrying fruit: "Still studying?"

"No, I was just playing a little game with Izabella."

Since Callie has been with Izabella, Callie's motivation to learn has been much stronger than before.

In the past, when Callie played games, Mrs. King must have scolded her, but now when she heard that

she was playing games with Izabella, Mrs. King didn't say anything: "You should relax after studying,

mommy will leave you alone!"

"Thanks Mom!"

Callie gave Mrs. King a hug, and Mrs. King gave her an uncomfortable look before turning around and

leaving the room.

Izabella washed her face, her eyelashes were stained with water, and her eyes were watery and shiny.

Callie looked at her, "Izabella, why do you look like a delicate doll?"

Izabella blushed, "I'm going back, Callie."

She still has two math problems to finish and has to go back and ask Victor for help.

"I'll send you!"

Callie put down the grapes in her hand, "I'll go downstairs and get my bike, you clean up!"

Before Izabella could react, Callie ran out of the room excitedly.

Izabella opened her mouth and finally smiled helplessly, gathering up the books on her desk.