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Chapter 143
Chapter 143
Mia blinked twice again.
She watched as the man crouched down and sat on the bench next to her.
He was so close to her.
“Honey... no, Andre! Why are you here?” Mia blurted out the name she was most used to calling him,
but as soon as she saw his face, her anger flared up again.
She called him by his full name to show her anger was still there.
Andre: “Shouldn’t I come to pick up my wife when she finishes school?”
“Who said I'm your wife? Weren't you with Leo..."
"Wait! Mia, I have nothing to do with you. I don't know anything. I'm leaving, don't mention me or look
for me again." Leo quickly cut off Mia's words to defend himself.
Then he picked up a stack of books on the table and hurried away.
Mia was a bit confused, "Why is Leo avoiding me? I won't hit him."
Andre answered for Leo, "He's afraid I'll hit him."
Mia turned her head and glared at Andre angrily.
In the classroom, Andre's business attire gave off a distinct aura of nobility. But now, he was just
smiling at this sweet little girl.
“Mia, want to come to the office with me?”
“No thanks. There are loads of women at your office. Just find one of them to play with.”
Andre: "… Babe, don't be angry. I know I messed up last time, I promise it won't happen again, okay?"
Mia shook her head, "No way. How can you just say be angry and be angry, say not be angry and not
be angry? Didn't you want me to be jealous? But you're the one who ended up suffering."
Andre began to gently rub Mia's back, hoping she would cool off.
Someone in the classroom filmed their interaction and posted the video on the forum.
The Havenbrook University forum was always bustling. The footage of Andre coaxing Mia quickly
became the talk of the town.
“Where is that classroom? We want to go see.”
“Me too.”
"Me as well!"
"And me!"
...
Someone on the forum posted their location.
Before long, the previously empty classroom was full of people.
The students all pretended to be engrossed in their books.
But in reality, their hearts and eyes were fixed on the couple.
More and more people came. The classroom was full.
So, someone picked up an eraser and pretended to clean the blackboard.
Then more people came. There were more and more people pretending to clean the blackboard.
So, a student picked up a broom.
Then someone else came with a mop.
...
Andre knew why they were there.
He gently cooed to his angry wife, “Let's go to the office first. We're disturbing the other students in the
classroom.”
The other students were taken aback when they heard this.
Was this the behavior of a business tycoon?
Mia also noticed that something was off with the number of people around.
She controlled her emotions, stood up, slung her bag over her arm, and reached for her books.
Andre took the bag from her arm and helped her pick up the three books from the table.
His other hand was holding hers.
They were about to leave the classroom.
Just as they reached the classroom door, a brave student stood up and blocked their path.
"Mr. Cedillo... Can I have your autograph? I really admire you. I'm a freshman at the business school. It
was because of you that I chose to study economics. I really like you a lot!"
Mia looked at the girl in front of her. She had the audacity to say she liked her husband right in front of
her!
She was furious.
Jealousy surged within her.
“An autograph? Are you here to be a idolater or to study?” Mia, the newly appointed Principal, was
pissed off.
The girl was frightened to tears by Mia's outburst.
Andre, however, was enjoying his wife's fiery temper.
“Mia, I just admire your husband...” the girl said trembling.
Mia arrogantly replied, “My husband can only be admired by me. Don't you have a husband?”
“...No.”
“Don't you have a boyfriend then?”
The girl shook her head again, “No.”
Mia was stumped. She retorted, “Since you don't have a boyfriend, you should go find one. What's the
point of admiring someone else's husband?”
Thta girl was speechless.
Andre, holding Mia with one arm, comforted her, “Baby, I won't give her an autograph, I'll only sign for
you, okay? No need to be jealous.”
“Ugh! I'm not jealous.”
Mia denied adamantly.
“Okay okay, you're not jealous. I'm the one who's jealous. Let's go, to the office.”
Andre didn't spare another glance at the girl, he just held Mia's hand and left.
Back in the car, he put her bag and books in the back seat. Then he got in the car, buckled up Mia's
seat belt.
“Honey, come home with me today?” he asked her up close.
Mia pouted, “I'm going home because I miss Hansen, not because I've forgiven you. You're sleeping in
the study tonight.”
“There's no bed in the study.” Mr. Cedillo said.
Mia remembered the couch that she once used as a bed, “Didn't you have the housekeeper remove
my 'bed'? When I get home, I'll have the housekeeper move that couch to your study.”
Mia's bedroom was huge. There were three couches, one of which she once used as a bed, until Andre
had it removed.
Because the couch was gone, her bedroom felt much more spacious.
Andre said, “I can sleep on the floor in the bedroom.”
Mia gave a perfunctory smile, then said something that made him angry, “In your dreams!”
Even if that empty spot was used for storing clutter, she would never let him sleep there.
Andre sighed, but in the end, he couldn't help but kiss those annoying little lips.
“Hey, Andre, aren't we supposed to be giving each other the cold shoulder? Why are you kissing me?”
Andre's kiss was gentle. This time, he didn’t forcibly kiss her by holding the back of her head. Instead,
he lightly kissed her lips.
Mia tried to push her husband away.
But he was much stronger than her.
He only let go of the angry Mia after he had his fill.
To him, her flailing and struggling just now was like a kitty scratching in his arms. She was absolutely
adorable.
“Andre, you really don’t know how to date!”
Andre replied, “I really haven't had any dating experience.”
“You're lying! Don't you have ex-girlfriends?”
Andre fired up the car, taking off with Mia. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.
"If I had an ex-girlfriend, I wouldn't have you."