Since that incident, Veronica and Frans' relationship had become increasingly awkward. They exchanged greetings only on campus, and even then, it was strictly between a lecturer and a student, nothing more.
Frans had stopped visiting Veronica's apartment. He arranged for food and her allowance to be delivered by delivery drivers. Frans intentionally did all this to make Veronica not fear him. However, in her apartment, Veronica truly missed Frans' presence. It had been a very long time since he had returned home.
No longer did he praise her for serving his favorite green tea. Occasionally, she'd ask Frans to tell her the quiz questions for the next day, which he would respond to with a sigh and a gentle tap on her forehead.
Today, just like the day before, Veronica also missed her handsome professor and husband. It had been two days since she had seen Frans, despite his scheduled classes.
He hadn't come to campus, nor had he visited her apartment for nearly a week. Where was he?
Frans, who hadn't shown up, was temporarily replaced by a substitute lecturer. It was said that Frans was attending an education event outside campus for a few days, or perhaps even weeks. Considering that his job at the company had been neglected, he needed some time off from teaching.
However, besides being occupied with a pile of work that was nearly untouched, Frans also forgot to inform Veronica. This made Veronica increasingly worried about her husband's condition. In fact, she had started to think of worst-case scenarios, as Frans had yet to show his face.
With Frans missing for almost a week, Bianca resumed her bullying of Veronica. She hurled inappropriate words at her. Since the lecturer who always defended Veronica was absent, Bianca thought it was the perfect time to vent her pent-up anger.
Veronica just remained silent, continuing to have her lunch as if she didn't notice Bianca's presence beside her. Engaging with her would only prolong the issue and lead nowhere.
"Ha... Lame!" Bianca patted Veronica's shoulder while she was eating her lunch.
Veronica remained quiet and continued with her meal, ignoring Bianca who was next to her. She knew that responding to Bianca would only make the problem worse.
"Ah, so now you're not just ugly, but deaf too," Bianca folded her arms across her chest and continued, "Are you daring to ignore me, you ugly duckling?"
Veronica finally stopped eating and closed the lunchbox after only a few bites.
"I'm sorry, Bianca, but every word you say can no longer shake my confidence. I don't want it to happen again, so I'd rather be deaf when you talk," Veronica replied as she put her lunchbox back into her bag and left Bianca, who wore an irritated expression.
"Guys, we need to teach that geeky student a lesson!" Bianca said angrily to some of her friends in the class.
She placed her hands on her hips and wore a victorious smile. Her friends from the same group seemed to be on the same page. As if synchronized, they began planning to prank Veronica.
"Bianca, we should teach her a lesson when she goes back to her hometown. That way, we can mess with her freely. It's been too long since we did that. Ever since Mr. Frans started teaching here, we couldn't disturb him," Yuna, one of Bianca's close friends, nudged her arm before saying, "Oh, speaking of Mr. Frans, where is he? We haven't seen him at all."
"I don't know, Yuna. My dad said Mr. Frans requested a leave for the next two weeks," Bianca replied, sitting on the table, "You know, I really miss him now. Very, very much."
"Are you in love with Mr. Frans, Bian?"
"Of course, Yuna... who wouldn't fall in love with a lecturer as handsome as him? He's tall, muscular, and his broad chest must be very comfortable to lean on. Hugging and... well, I'm just in love with him. He's an extraordinary man. I've flirted with him, but he's completely unaffected by my charms, which only makes me more curious and determined to get closer to him." Bianca bit her lower lip and immediately began daydreaming about sleeping in Frans's arms.
"Bian. Bianca, are you daydreaming?" Seeing Bianca lost in thought like she'd taken some sort of medicine, Yuna shook her friend.
"What's your problem, Yuna? Can't you see I'm busy here?" Bianca grumbled, pouting her lips.
"What are you thinking about that has you daydreaming like that?"
"I'm imagining sleeping in Mr. Frans's arms and spending a whole night making love to him. I don't care if he loves me or not. What matters is that I can sleep and enjoy his body," Bianca said casually, as if sleeping with a man wasn't a big deal.
"You're crazy!" Yuna muttered while lightly smacking Bianca's forehead.
"I'm not crazy, Yuna. But I'm crazy about Mr. Frans. Oh, if only he'd touched me yesterday. I would have served him with all my heart, taking him to the peak of worldly paradise." Bianca cupped her own cheeks, lost in her wild thoughts.
Yuna shook her head, unable to comprehend Bianca's train of thought, which always seemed to revolve around wanting to sleep with the man she loved. When they were in the twelfth grade, Bianca had even slept with the head of the student council, who happened to be her boyfriend at the time. They did it in the school's health room when Bianca pretended to faint during the flag ceremony. Yuna had been their lookout to make sure no students or teachers caught them.
Veronica's heart ached and throbbed upon hearing all this. She had stopped in front of the classroom door, planning to grab her wallet from inside. However, upon overhearing Bianca and Yuna's conversation, she immediately canceled her intention to enter the classroom. The thought of her husband being fantasized about by another woman was unbearable.
When campus hours arrived, Veronica received an assignment to summarize all the teaching materials from a particular lecturer and had to submit it today.
"Finally done," Veronica sighed, closing her laptop in front of her. She quickly packe
d up to deliver the laptop to the respective lecturer.
"Do you still think about your ex-girlfriend?" Emily asked curiously.Vean fell silent. The image of Laura couldn't just disappear from his mind. The disappointment of being left behind still lingered deep in his heart, making him unable to forget her anytime soon.But Vean had promised to change. He had his own life now. And to redeem his wrongdoing, he would take responsibility for Emily and the child she was carrying."Love that brings pain is difficult to forget. But I will learn to cherish the true love that's right in front of me," Vean said with a smile.Emily smiled back. She wasn't sure if Vean's words could be trusted, but one thing was clear: when her husband gently held her hand, she tried to believe that hope was real.***Emily was currently on a plane to England with Vean. She stroked her growing belly, now in its fourth month of pregnancy. Many of her clothes didn't fit anymore, so Vean had bought her plenty of maternity clothes."I have a good doctor contact in Englan
"This is good news. Congratulations, Mrs. Emily. You have tested positive for pregnancy," Dr. Hans said with a delighted expression as he shared the results of Emily's recent tests.Emily's eyes widened in shock upon hearing that she was pregnant. She gently caressed her slightly bulging belly. Emily had thought that her recent bloating was due to overeating, but it seemed that her distended stomach was caused by something else entirely – a growing baby."Hmm, if I may ask, Mrs. Emily, do you have a husband?" Dr. Hans inquired."Yes, of course, but my husband is currently in England," Veronica replied."Well, he should be informed about this wonderful news as soon as possible. I understand how difficult long-distance marriage can be. It must be torturous not being able to be with your soulmate. I experienced it when I was a young doctor."Emily remained silent. She was truly bewildered about what to do next. Legally, there was no issue with her being pregnant by her legitimate husband
"Hmm, are you happy sitting with me now?" Vean asked, leaning closer to Emily.Emily slightly shifted her body when Vean got a bit closer. Although they were husband and wife, Emily couldn't expect Vean to touch her like a husband would his wife. Especially here, Emily was just a replacement wife."Um, well..." Emily hesitated to answer.If asked if she was happy, she certainly was. But on the other hand, Emily didn't like her current situation. She would rather be alone than with a man who was heavily intoxicated."You know, Laura always liked sitting alone with me. Especially when I started playing with her hair..." Vean reached out his hand and started twirling Emily's hair with his index finger.Emily's blood seemed to rush as a result of Vean's actions. Especially when he brought his face closer, slowly kissing her hair."Oh my goodness! Am I dreaming right now?" Emily whispered in her heart, her heart pounding wildly. She had never been treated like this before, and that's why s
Vean knew that in the eyes of others, he might seem like a frustrated man who was upset about failing to marry his girlfriend, Laura. Vean was just an ordinary guy. He longed to be happy with Laura. When that couldn't happen, how could he not be disappointed?And now, he had to marry another woman, Emily. Vean didn't know what Emily's feelings were, but he honestly felt foolish about the whole situation.What was on Vean's mind right now was the profound sadness he couldn't overcome. He just wanted to be happy with Laura.Vean's eyes closed. His memories went back to the past, when he and Laura were still together and planning to live together forever..."I thought, marriage isn't for everyone," Vean said while stroking Laura's hair."Why do you think that?" Laura asked curiously."Well, I've seen many celebrities who don't consider marriage a sacred thing. They get married, divorced, just like changing clothes.""Don't you like their behavior?""It's not that I don't like it. I can't
Vean took Emily into the elevator, and she followed him quietly. After a few moments, the elevator doors opened on the 15th floor. Vean walked out, and Emily followed.Finally, they stood in front of Vean's apartment door. The driver opened it for them, and they entered.Emily was in awe of the luxurious apartment. "Wow, it's a beautiful apartment," Emily said. Vean just rolled his eyes, not in the mood to respond to Emily's questions after the long journey.***Two weeks later, I had to reluctantly follow Vean to England after getting a report from Emily. The pounding music made everyone in the room dance on the dance floor. Including Vean. He swayed his body to the rhythm of the music played by the DJ.Vanya observed the behavior of her twin brother, who was busy dancing on the dance floor. She knew Vean was very frustrated. He had been drinking continuously and ended up going 'crazy' on the dance floor."Come on, sistah! Let's dance together!" shouted Vean as he raised a bottle of b
"Sigh, can't I ask anything?" Emily said, a bit disheartened."It's not wrong to ask, but your questions are like a child's. Anyway, sleep so you won't keep bothering me," Vean said, trying to close his eyes."Sir..." Emily called again. Vean sighed, "What is it now, Emily? Can't you let me sleep? I really want to sleep," Vean replied."Um... I need to use the restroom, Sir," Emily said."Oh my God, we've just taken off. Why didn't you go earlier?" Vean asked in frustration."Can't you use the restroom on the plane?" Emily asked while holding her stomach, feeling the urgency to go."Sigh... just go to the back, there'll be a flight attendant there," Vean said."Can't you escort me, Sir? I'm scared," Emily continued to persuade Vean to accompany her. She was too embarrassed to go alone since it was her first time flying, and her nervousness had caused her to act oddly."Go by yourself, I want to sleep," Vean replied.Emily sighed and chose to hold it in.Vean, who pretended to sleep, k