Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

As soon as Melody arrived, Kenneth followed closely behind her acting as her devoted protector. Lately, the two had been inseparable at school, giving the impression that their relationship was exceptionally close. They entered and exited together, even having meals together in the canteen.

With the unexpected arrival of these two guests, Zoe’s face showed apparent hostility. Melody stepped forward, her voice gentle as she asked. “May I sit here for a while?”

“Sounds like if we said no, you’d leave,” Zoe replied bluntly, not holding back her thoughts as usual.

Melody’s expression stiffened momentarily before she quickly returned to her usual composure.

The melon shed was built here, and since the owner was absent, there was no reason to chase any visitors away. Kenneth pulled her down to sit, saying, “Don’t mind them.”

Melody smiled and sat on the other side of the melon shed as suggested.

At that moment, Ged walked in with two giant watermelons from the melon patch, grinning as he exclaimed, “Hey, guys! These melons turned out great! They’re big and crisp, and they should be juicy!”

“Give it a try,” Tiffany replied lazily. As Ged approached, she added, “You didn’t trample any of the melons in the patch while picking them, did you?”

“No, I was careful since you reminded me,” Ged said, placing the two giant melons on the mat in the shelter. The sweet, crisp melon split open with a casual slap, revealing its crunchy flesh.

Zoe’s eyes lit up. “Wow, it’s so red!” The three happily dug in, enjoying the juicy melon.

Seeing this, Kenneth frowned and couldn’t help but reprimand, “How can you be so rude? Resting under someone else’s shade is one thing, but stealing their fruit?” Just as he spoke, a middle-aged man hurried over, clearly the owner of the melon shed.

Kenneth hurriedly said, “The owner is coming, and you’re still eating?” He thought, ‘This is reckless!’

However, Tiffany remained relaxed, not even casting a glance at him. When the middle-aged man arrived, he smiled and was extremely polite, saying, “Dear guests, if you need anything, just let me know!” After saying that, he happily went off to collect the money.

The sight took Kenneth aback because money was already on the table in the melon shed. He realized, ‘No wonder.

Before Ged picked the melons from the field, Tiffany had already paid. The melon farmers had a hard life, so this extra income made them quite happy.

Only then did Kenneth notice a simple sign on the table: [Passersby are welcome to rest here; feel free to take melons from the field, leave the payment.]

Kenneth’s face burned with embarrassment. He realized he had jumped to conclusions without fully understanding the situation, just like he had done every other time.

It seemed that finding fault with Tiffany had become a reflex for Kenneth. Yet, in reality, she had done nothing wrong. As memories of the past flooded his mind, he felt guilty. Just then, someone gently nudged his arm, interrupting his thoughts..

He turned to see Melody gazing at him with bright, clear eyes. “What’s wrong with you?” she asked.

“No, nothing,” Kenneth replied, pulling himself back from his thoughts. He looked at her gently and smiled. “Are you thirsty? I’ll go grab one for you; wait here.”

“Okay.” Melody nodded obediently, her radiant smile illuminating her face. Her bright, captivating eyes were even more enchanting than the picturesque scenery behind her.

Kenneth was distracted as he hurried into the melon patch; he had never done anything like this. It was his first time visiting a rural village, and he couldn’t tell which melons were ripe. He mistakenly trampled a cluster of melon plants in haste, destroying several.

Upon seeing the damage, the owner couldn’t help but feel sympathy, thinking that Kenneth was quite a handful. He rushed over, saying, “Let me help you, my dear guest. I’ll pick one for you.” With that, he picked up a large melon and gently patted it, producing a crisp sound that echoed clearly.

Kenneth apologized, saying, “I’m sorry about the ones I damaged, I’ll pay for them.” With that, he reached for his wallet.

The owner waved his hand and pointed to Tiffany sitting in the shelter. “No need for that. The young lady over there already paid enough. I can’t take advantage of you.”

Ultimately, it meant that Tiffany was effectively covering his expenses. Kenneth felt utterly embarrassed as he returned to the shelter, only to find that Tiffany had already left.

“Kenneth, why do you seem so distracted?” Melody asked, holding a fresh watermelon and blinking her eyes. “Is something on your mind?”

“No, it’s just that it’s my first time here, and I didn’t expect to have such an experience,” Kenneth casually offered as an excuse.

“Oh. Melody didn’t press further, her expression remaining innocent and cheerful. However, her gaze drifted past Kenneth, landing on the rustic mountain path ahead. She watched Tiffany’s slender, graceful figure gradually fade into the distance, her eyes reflecting a complex emotion that others couldn’t comprehend.

Tiffany had asked the owner of the melon shed about nearby attractions and learned that there was a beautiful mountain spring not far away. She enjoyed her snack and decided it was time to get down to business. As she wandered through the picturesque landscape, she eventually stumbled upon the mountain spring the owner had mentioned.

It was a clear spring at the foot of the mountain, beside a locust tree that leaned over the cliff’s edge, its branches heavy with clusters of unknown small red fruits. Lush green grass surrounded the area, and the cool mountain breeze helped dissipate any lingering heat. It was, indeed, a hidden gem in nature.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Tiffany reclined lazily beneath the locust tree, casually addressing the two of them, “I’m going to take a nap for a bit. Feel free to do as you like.”

Upon hearing this, Zoe and Ged both twitched their lips in unison. Before they arrived, she had mentioned wanting to take care of some important business, but now it seemed that stuffing herself and napping was part of that agenda. They could only sigh in resignation, knowing they had no choice but to indulge her.

Fortunately, the scenery here was stunning. Ged and Zoe set up their easels and then huddled together to play games. Unfortunately, the signal was poor, cutting in and out intermittently. They struggled through the game, getting so frustrated that they almost ended up hanging from the locust tree.

Fatigue began to set in as they played, and the two leaned against each other, dozing off on the grass. After an unknown amount of time, Tiffany suddenly woke up; her gaze was bright and clear, showing no signs of sleepiness.

Tiffany suddenly sat up. Just moments ago, she had heard cries for help drifting in from a distant place; she couldn’t tell what was happening.

Tiffany thought and quickly took out her Galaxy from her bag. It was the same finely crafted bow, but this time, she replaced the fletching with ordinary ones, just like when she had saved Kenneth before, to conceal her identity.

At that moment, several people came running from the other side of the mountain spring, looking frantic and terrified. It was some classmates from her group, including the boy with a bloodied nose who had tried to trip her on the bus and had received a harsh lesson from her. They rushed over, their faces filled with fear, shouting incoherently, “Help us! Please help us! Don’t come any closer!”

Having reached this point with no way out, they were forced to stop, and despair washed over their faces.

Tiffany asked in a low voice, “What happened?”