Forbidden Pleasure: Daddy's Favorite Student のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Elizabeth’s POVThe morning after I told Sebastian about Jennifer, I woke up feeling lighter, but also scared.He had promised to handle it, and I trusted him, but a small part of me couldn’t stop worrying. I knew Jennifer. She wasn’t the type to give up easily.I went to class early, hoping to see Sebastian, but he wasn’t there yet. The room was quiet, the kind of quiet that makes you feel alone. I sat in the back, staring at my notebook but not really seeing the words.When he finally walked in, my heart jumped.He looked calm, serious, but his eyes found mine for a second, and at that moment, I knew he had already spoken to her.He started the lecture as if nothing was wrong, his voice steady and professional. But there was something in his tone that only I could hear—controlled anger.When class ended, he didn’t call me to stay. He only gave me a small nod, a silent message: Trust me.I left quietly, but my heart was heavy.The rest of the day passed slowly. I kept waiting for som

Sebastian’s POVThe rain had started again, soft but steady. It tapped against my window like quiet knocks, each drop louder than the one before. I sat at my desk, pretending to work, but my mind wasn’t on the papers spread before me. It was on her.Elizabeth.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face under that tree behind the library — the way her eyes looked at me, unsure but full of something real. I’d told myself to keep away, that what we shared was too dangerous. But I couldn’t.I had seen pain before, but not like hers. Not the kind that made you want to reach out even when you knew you shouldn’t.A soft knock pulled me from my thoughts. I sighed, straightened my tie, and called, “Come in.”The door opened slowly. For a moment, I thought, or maybe hoped it was Elizabeth. But the perfume hit first. Sweet, heavy, familiar.Jennifer.She walked in with her usual confidence. She was wearing a red dress that looked more suited for a dinner party than for a student.“Mr Gray,” she

Elizabeth's POVThe next morning came with unease.The air felt heavy, as if the world itself was holding its breath. I tried to focus on my books, but my mind refused to settle. Every page I turned only brought back the memory of my mother's face the night she came to my lodge - the hate in her eyes, the sting on my cheek, her cruel words.I thought she was done.I prayed she was done.But deep down, I knew May never stopped when she was angry. She always found new ways to hurt me - or anyone she blamed for her pain.By noon, the school campus was alive with students hurrying between classes, laughter and chatter floating through the air. I was walking with Daniel, holding a file in my hand, pretending everything was fine.He was quiet beside me, too quiet."You've been thinking," I said softly.He smiled faintly. "I always do when you're troubled."I looked away, embarrassed by how easily he read me."I just want peace," I murmured. "I'm tired of being everyone's problem.""You're n

Elizabeth’s POVThe morning felt heavier than usual.The moment I stepped into the hallway, I knew the video was still spreading.Whispers followed me everywhere — soft enough to pretend they weren’t talking, but sharp enough to cut through my skin. Phones glowed in hands. Laughter echoed in corners. Some people turned away when I met their eyes, while others just stared like I was some headline come to life.My stomach twisted. Every step felt like walking through fire.I had already received the message that morning — the school board wanted to see me and Sebastian at noon. The moment I read it, I felt my world tilting again.Even though Sebastian had promised to fix everything, I knew how schools worked. A rumor was enough to stain a name forever.I clutched my bag tighter and walked faster, trying not to think.When I turned the corner toward the board’s office, a hand suddenly caught my arm.“Liz,” a voice whispered.I turned quickly — it was Daniel. He looked different today. Hi

Elizabeth's POVHeart pounding, I snatched up my phone, my fingers trembling as I dialed his number, desperation clawing at my chest. The phone rang, each tone echoing like a countdown in my ears. When it went to voicemail, an icy dread settled in my stomach. I understood when he kept his distance during school hours, but if he was ignoring me outside of that, it would be a crushing blow. Was May with him? Why wasn’t he answering? My thoughts spiraled wildly, each question amplifying the ache within me.The call timing out felt like a weight crashing down on me. Tears streamed down my cheeks, blurring my vision as I anxiously redialed his number. This time, the line crackled to life, but all I could hear was his heavy, uneven breathing mingling with the silence.“Hel… hello,” I stammered, my voice weak and shaky.But there was no response. My heart raced like a wild animal trapped in a cage, desperate for freedom.“Mr. Gray?” I called, my voice trembling, barely above a whisper. But a