All Chapters of (ENGLISH) Beg Me, Professor: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Even before the sun rose, I left the mansion and went to my boutique. The head manager of the shop, who was waiting for me, appeared to assist me. She gave me a sweet smile before bowing slightly in respect."Good morning, ma'am," she greeted me.I don't normally smile at my workers, but since the start of my day was happy today, I smiled back. I could clearly see her shock based on the masculinity of her eyes."How's the sale?" I casually asked as I went inside the store.A clean, fragrant, and presentable boutique greeted me upon entering. I walked straight as I looked around at the clothes. I can feel her following me."Our sales are good this quarter. According to our finances, our market is up 6% now, especially since the summer edition release was successful," she detailed.I just nodded and continued looking for something to wear. "What do you think I should wear today?" I looked at her for a moment. "Something that will make me look nice, the kind who can't break anything," I

The white ceiling welcomed me the moment I opened my eyes. I can also smell the chemicals that surround the room. I am in the hospital, I'm sure of that.I slowly looked around. No one was here, only me. I frowned when I noticed the serum injected into my pulse.Is it necessary?I just sighed and stared at the ceiling again. This is normal to me; to have an attack every time I see blood. It all started when I had a miscarriage. Even my monthly visit I can't last long. There are cases where it's not attacking, that is when my mind is clouded by something else.Yes, it fvcking traumatized me.My attention was focused on the door when it opened. Gradually, Zachary's bulk appeared. His face was serious while looking at me. The band aid stuck to his lower cheek caught attention. He was wearing a white coat while a stethoscope was hanging around his neck. He also has a paper in his hand. Another doctor entered after him.Zachary approached me first. He looked all over me before refocusing h

"They are getting married," Aireen lazily dropped the news to me.I put down the sketches I was making for my clothing line's next designs and just stared at the laptop's display. I gave my friend a long, hard look before laughing incoherently. Unable to believe what she had just told me, I couldn't help but shake my head."So, what's your plan? Are you going to . . . let them have their happily ever after?" She cringed at her own words.I rolled my eyes at him and then adjusted my seat. "Their stomachs are really strong, huh? After what they did to me?" I gritted my teeth, and took a deep breath."What else do you expect from them? Shame on the body will grow." She rolled her eyes, too.I didn't immediately say anything. I crossed my arms and leaned back on the swivel chair I was sitting on. Thinking."I'm going to ruin it," I uttered nonchalantly and looked at Aireen seriously.Her lips automatically grinned. "How?" she asked curiously; the excitement in her tone didn't escape my ea

"Impressive." I chuckled dryly. "As far as I know, Zachary, I am doing all of this shit because of the things you did to me.""Is it your ego talking? You can't accept that I'm marrying your sister?" he said mockingly. "You even stoop this low to ruin us?" Disgust was evident on his face.I couldn't help but stare at him. I didn't think I was really in a relationship with someone else before. He used to be compassionate and thoughtful in his speech, but it turned out he was the opposite of all that.How dare he say that in front of me?Before my tears fell, I turned my back on him. I feel like I'm going to explode with anger and resentment. There is a part of my heart that hurts, not for myself but for my lost child. I can't accept that it's as if he's implying that my reason for retaliating against him—them—is too shallow just because they killed my child.I walked out of the house, trembling. It seemed that I suddenly ran out of strength with mixed emotions. I wanted to get away fro

I couldn't follow what's happening. The veterinarian took care of Angel quickly when we arrived. He asked me some questions that I don't even know how I was able to answer. I was lost. My attention was only focused on Angel, while those around her were checking on her.I feel my tears that never stop falling. My hands were shaking, and my chest was hurting from the force of the beating. If Zachary hadn't been by my side, I might have fallen to the floor a long time ago."Everything will be okay."I don't know how many times he has whispered that. As much as I wanted to believe, I couldn't. Not because I don't want Angel to be well, but because I am terrified. Seeing her fight for her life broke my heart. Although she was new in my life, she still held a significant amount of importance for me, and I became attached to her.A few minutes later, Zachary and I were sitting on the sofa. Angel is now undergoing an operation because the doctor found out that the kitten's poop had hardened i