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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED
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2026-04-26 21:41:25
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The knock came softly.Too softly for the storm Camille carried inside her.She didn’t wait for permission.The door swung open as she stepped in, two uniformed officers right behind her, their presence filling the already tense room with something official. Final.Camille’s eyes went straight to William.She expected something different.Something resolute.Something… ready.Ready to fix this.Ready to undo the damage.Ready to tell the truth.That was what they had agreed on.That was why she made the call.“Dr. Reid,” one of the officers said, stepping forward slightly. “We were informed you wanted to give an updated statement.”William didn’t look at them immediately.His gaze remained fixed ahead.Distant.Unreachable.Something in Camille’s chest tightened.“Dr. Reid?” she called softly.He turned his head slowly.Looked at her.And in that moment—Something felt off.Not fear.Not hesitation.Something colder.Something… resigned.Her brows furrowed slightly.“What’s going on?”
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE
The room felt too quiet.Too still.Too… expectant.William sat upright in the hospital bed, his back supported by stiff white pillows, his eyes fixed on the door as if willing it to open.The police were supposed to be here by now.Every second that passed stretched his nerves thinner.His mind replayed everything...Vanessa’s threat.Ava’s condition.The doctor’s words.She lost the baby.His jaw tightened.Two children.Gone.And for what?For lies.For control.For pride.His fingers curled slightly against the bedsheet.No.Not anymore.This time, he was going to tell the truth.Everything.No matter the consequences.No matter who it hurt.The truth would finally come out.The door clicked.William’s head snapped up immediately.But instead of uniforms...Instead of badges...It was him.The Dean.His father-in-law.Standing tall in the doorway, his presence filling the room without effort.Authority.Power.Control.Everything William had once relied on.And now...Everything t
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED
The wheels of the chair squeaked softly against the polished hospital floor.It was the only sound that seemed real to William.Everything else—The passing nurses.The distant voices.The muted beeping of machines—Felt like background noise to something much louder inside his head.Camille pushed him carefully, her grip firm on the handles, her eyes scanning ahead as they moved through the corridor. She had argued with the staff, insisted, pushed boundaries she normally wouldn’t—but somehow, through urgency and sheer determination, she had gotten them this far.Closer to Ava.Closer to the truth.“You shouldn’t be doing this,” she muttered under her breath, though there was no real resistance left in her voice.William didn’t respond.Because there was nothing left to say.Everything that mattered—Everything that could still be saved—Was ahead.They turned the final corner.And there—A door.Half-open.A doctor stepped out at the exact moment they approached.William’s breath hit
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER NINETY NINE
The gates opened slowly.Vanessa barely waited for them to part fully before driving through.Her father’s estate stood tall and imposing, a symbol of power, influence, and control—the very things she had always believed she understood… until now.The car came to a sudden stop in front of the house.Her hands were still gripping the steering wheel.Tightly.Too tightly.For a moment, she didn’t move.Didn’t breathe.Didn’t think.Because the moment she stepped out of that car—She would have to say it out loud.Everything.And once she did—There would be no taking it back.Her fingers loosened slowly.Then tightened again.Then finally—She let go.Vanessa stepped out of the car.The air outside felt different.Heavier.Like it already knew.She barely made it halfway to the front door before it opened.Her father stood there.Still.Composed.Commanding as always.But the moment his eyes landed on her—Everything changed.“Vanessa?” he called, his voice laced with concern.That was
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER NINETY EIGHT
The wait felt unbearable.Camille stood just outside the corridor that led to William’s room, her arms folded tightly across her chest, her foot tapping restlessly against the tiled floor. Every second stretched longer than the last, her mind replaying the image of Ava being wheeled away.Unconscious.Weak.Dumped like she meant nothing.Her stomach twisted.“Miss?”Camille looked up quickly.The nurse from the reception stood a few feet away, her expression cautious but no longer dismissive.“I spoke to the attending physician,” she said quietly. “You can see him.”Relief hit Camille instantly.But it was brief.Because the nurse added—“You have five minutes.”Camille nodded immediately.“That’s all I need.”The nurse studied her for a moment, as if trying to gauge whether that was true.Then she stepped aside.“Room 312. But keep it brief.”Camille didn’t wait for anything else.She moved.Fast.Five minutes.That was all she had.Five minutes to undo a lie that could destroy a man
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Vanessa Reid’s car sped through the afternoon traffic, her fingers gripping the steering wheel so tightly her knuckles had turned pale.For once...She wasn’t in control.And she hated it.The city blurred past her in streaks of gray and motion, but she barely registered any of it. Her mind was elsewhere—running calculations, retracing steps, searching desperately for cracks in a plan that had once felt flawless.Now, it felt like it was collapsing in on itself.Piece by piece.Her phone buzzed suddenly in the passenger seat.Vanessa flinched.Her heart jumped into her throat as she glanced at the screen.One of the men.Her stomach twisted instantly.Hope it was good news.She snatched the phone up and answered without hesitation, her voice sharp and urgent.“Talk.”“Madam,” the man said quickly, his tone cautious now, stripped of its earlier panic. “We’ve done what you asked.”Vanessa’s eyes narrowed slightly.“Where is Ava?”“We took her to a hospital,” he continued. “Left her at t
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER SIXTY EIGHT
Louis didn’t go home right away.After leaving the parking lot, he drove aimlessly through the city for nearly an hour, his mind racing in circles that refused to slow down. All he could hear was Ava’s voice.I’m pregnant.The words echoed again and again in his head like a cruel refrain.His grip
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER SIXTY SEVEN
For several long seconds, no one moved.The night air seemed to freeze around them, heavy with the weight of Ava’s confession.I’m pregnant.The words hung there like something fragile and explosive at the same time.Louis stared at her.At first, his expression showed nothing but confusion, like h
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER SIXTY SIX
It was a photo.Grainy.Zoomed in.But unmistakable.Her.And William.Stepping out of his car in front of the motel.Yesterday.Time-stamped.Her breath caught.William saw the color drain from her face.“What is it?” he demanded.She turned the screen toward him.He stared at it.And for the firs
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Silence swallowed the corridor.Ava stood frozen in the doorway long after they were gone.Louis slowly released her waist.“Well,” he said after a beat, “that was dramatic.”She shut the door firmly and leaned against it, her legs suddenly weak.“You couldn’t stay hidden?” she snapped.He raised a
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