All Chapters of One Night Stand With CEO: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Hearing the players shouting from the field, everyone’s attention shifted in that direction. A white football was flying rapidly straight toward Anna. From its speed alone, it was clear that the person who had kicked it had put their full strength into it. Whoever got hit by that ball would definitely be seriously hurt—and unfortunately, its only target was Anna. When Leslie saw the ball coming in their direction, a loud scream escaped her mouth as well. Both girls froze on the spot. With wide, terrified eyes, they could only watch the ball coming closer and closer. Anna had already realized—this ball was going to hit her straight in the face. When Mark saw this scene, his jaw clenched in anger. 'Why isn’t this crazy girl moving? Is she just standing there waiting to get hurt?'The moment he saw the ball heading toward Anna, his patience snapped. Grabbing Carol’s arms tightly in anger, he shouted, “Don’t you understand, you idiot? Let go of me!” This time, using all his stren

Anna glanced at Mark once, then lowered her head and said softly, “Uh… thank you.” Seeing Anna standing in front of him with her head bowed, a smile spread across Mark’s lips. But deliberately raising his eyebrows and pretending to be surprised, he said, “Hmm? What did you say? I didn’t hear anything.” Annoyed, Anna shot him a glare. No doubt, he was deliberately teasing her now. Mr. Miller immediately scolded Anna, “Miss Anna Smith, didn’t you eat today? Even a mosquito sounds louder than you. Say ‘thank you’ loudly enough so that Mr. Levisey can hear you clearly.” Hearing this, Mark almost burst out laughing, while Anna was completely irritated. She felt like walking up to him and slapping him right then. Look at him, enjoying himself after teasing her. It was just a ball he had stopped, not a bullet. At most, he would have gotten hurt—he wouldn’t have died from it. Taking a deep breath in anger, she shouted loudly, “Thank you so much!” This time, her voice echoed across the

“Oh really! Now you suddenly remember your classes? When you applied for that part-time job, you didn’t remember them? Do you even know how much this job will affect your studies?” Mark taunted sharply. “Look, now you’re dragging things out of context. I go to my job only when I don’t have classes, or after college ends. And right now, I do have classes—but because of you, I can’t attend them!” Anna said, stepping closer to him. Mark had already reached the fifth level of his game, so he kept his full attention on his phone. Without even looking at her, he replied, “Oh? You have class right now? What am I supposed to do about that? I don’t have any class. I’m completely free.” Anna felt like snatching the phone from his hand and smashing it on the ground. “Okay, then do one thing—you sit here comfortably and play your game. I’ll go attend my classes,” she said, walking toward the door. “Hello! You can’t just leave me and go,” Mark finally said, looking at her. Anna turned to him

As soon as the teacher finished speaking, whispers spread across the classroom. Noticing the noise, the teacher raised her voice, “Silence, please!” The entire class immediately fell quiet. “If any of you feel uncomfortable with this class, you are completely free to leave. But before you go, let me make one thing clear—whatever marks you earn in today’s drawing class will be added to your final result.” After hearing the last line, not a single student moved from their seat. Most of the students in the design department were girls. Some of them became instantly excited about this special class, while the more shy ones still felt hesitant. A few murmured softly, “Why do we even need to sketch a nude model for a design class?” Hearing this, the teacher became slightly irritated. She spoke firmly, “Why do you forget that you are all going to become fashion designers? If you do good work and luck supports you, your designs might be featured on the runway. The models you design cl

Mark was practically boiling with anger. He felt like storming inside and smashing that model’s face. Whatever was happening inside was completely beyond his tolerance. He had to do something—and quickly—to get Anna out of there. He was still standing outside the classroom, clenching his fists, when Mr. Miller finally reached there, panting heavily. He was completely exhausted and out of breath. But the moment he saw Mark standing there, he didn’t even take a second to rest and immediately followed him toward the classroom. Because of the heat, the AC inside the classroom was on, so both the door and windows were closed. The moment Mr. Miller arrived, Mark didn’t waste even a second. He twisted the doorknob and opened the door, then walked straight into the classroom without any formality. The drawing teacher was sitting comfortably at the other end of the class, casually applying nail polish on her nails. Hearing the door open, she turned toward it in surprise. Without even check