Semua Bab Sisters Wives :Married To My Annoying Professor : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Inaya’s POV “Yay!!!!!” Someone yelled from the back. “Professor Marcel’s wife is……..” “I will give you the number,” A smirk made its way to my face when he mumbled. “Is?” Keona asked and everyone looked at me with curiosity. “Next time,” I waved my hand, “I will tell you all next time when it’s all fun,” I said and sat back on the chair. There was murmuring, but I didn’t pay any attention to it. “So….. the number,” I passed him my phone. Sir took the phone from my hand, typed the number, and handed it to me. I saved the number and showed him what I saved the number with. “Husband,” he read out, “Never thought I would see this day.” I snickered, “Akira and Grandma’s number,” I gave him the phone. Sir returned the phone after typing only Grandma’s number, “What about Akira?” “Inaya,” Sir turned to look at me with a serious expression, “Inaya, I’m scared to let my daughter come close to you, she is just a child and you are a grown-up who wouldn’t be a good

Inaya’s POV “I asked you a question!” I yelled again. A part of me already knew the answer he was going to give but I wish he would trust me just once, just once. Professor Marcel looked me dead in the eyes and said, “Yes, Miss Inaya, yes, I believe you are capable of doing something like that.”“Bastard,” I muttered under my breath as I found tears rolling down my face. His answer shouldn’t affect me this much but somehow he did. “Professor Marcel, I have known Inaya since middle school. She might be a crazy girl, but she isn’t one to kill. She might teach you a lesson, but it won’t harm you physically,” Someone defended me from the ground. “Do you have the evidence she did it?” I felt Hayes wrap his hands around me as he helped me to my feet, “Just because the class representative pointed a finger at Inaya doesn’t mean she is the one who did it.” “You are a lawyer at….. Sorry, a criminal law professor, so you should know when there is no evidence, then there is no case,” Keona

Marcel’s POV The moment we arrived in Calonia, my car was waiting at my personal airstrip, I drove the car straight to Inaya’s house. I asked Grandma if Inaya had come to the house and she said no. I asked my secretary to check the airport footage to check the time of her arrival and how she left the airport. “Where are we going to?” Eveline asked. “Mr Beckham asked me to drive to his wife's parents' house,” The driver answered on my behalf.I rolled my eyes mentally. Were they blind? Didn’t they see this was the road to their friend’s house?“Hayes said her parents haven’t seen her,” Keona said to me, and I looked up from my tablet. “I want to talk to them myself,” I said, “They might know something.” “Why are you helping her now?” I looked at Eveline with confusion. I furrowed my brows slightly, “Was there a time I never helped my wife?” I didn’t even realize when the word wife left my lips. “Wife?” Eveline scoffed as she shook her head, “She is about to have a criminal reco

Inaya’s POV “Karisa!!!” I screamed as I opened my eyes. I sighed, was I stupid or something? Why would I even imagine seeing Karisa here? If she were here, she would have beaten these men to death for even trying to kill me. “Don’t waste your strength,” The kidnapper said, “If I were you I would save it to escape this hell.” “Do….. Do you want me to escape?” I scoffed, “Wouldn’t it make your job easier?” The kidnapper sat on the floor opposite me, “I have never killed someone in my life,” he shook his head as a distraught smile made its way to the corner of his lip, “I didn’t know we would kill, I thought we would just threaten you.” What was wrong with him? “Why did you agree to kidnap me in the first place?” “Everyone starts high school, but my sister can’t; she is in the hospital. I thought just one job, then I would take care of everything, but I won’t be able to face her if I killed someone,” The kidnapper said with tears in his eyes. So he had a sister, I guess that’s wh

Inaya’s POV “Guys, I have a sister,” The kidnapper said, “We all have someone we care about so please let’s not put her in acid.” “It was the instruction given to us,” The lunatic said, “Why do you care about this bitch so much?” What did he have against me?“He is right, I’m not in support of putting her in acid, we are still going to blow the building at least let her family get to see her,” The mirror guy said. I was surprised he showed sympathy and the entire time he was glaring as if he didn’t have a heart. “Let’s not traumatize ourselves, let’s just keep her tied and blow up the building,” The kidnapper suggested. “Sure, we will go set up the bombs,” The mirror guy said and they left. “Do you want to see me dead?” I asked the kidnapper, and he shook his head, “If the building collapsed on me, wouldn’t I die on the spot?” “I will make sure you don’t die,” The kidnapper said as he loosened the ropes on my legs and hands, “When you are sure we have left the building, you mus