All Chapters of Dumped The Jerk: Seduced My CEO Professor : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Hello, Dad. This is a surprise–”“Ava, for how long are you going to be so immature? How can you push your sister down the stairs in front of your classmates?” Abner Sinclair's angry voice was what greeted Ava when she excitedly answered his call. She froze, her words stopping short. A lump got stuck in her throat, and she felt the corners of her eyes sting, her nose itching as she tried to hold back her tears. Why did she think he was calling to check on her?“Dad, how can that be the first thing you say to me the moment I pick up your call? Am I even your daughter?” Ava questioned on the phone. “Only your mother would know that. No daughter of mine would be as ruthless as you.” His words felt like a stab to the heart with a sharp knife. Ava sighed, shaking her head. It was her fault for expecting more from him. “Is that all you called me for? I’m working right now,” she remarked, no longer in the mood to talk to him. “Will you stop it with the imaginary work? I already know y

“Let’s go home.” Those words replayed in Ava’s mind as she glanced up at Kylan, a complex feeling coursing through her. Home. It had been a while since she really had a place to call home. Her marriage agreement with Kylan was based on conditions, and there was no love between them, so she knew the word home would be too much of a far-fetched dream at this point. Still… hearing the word come out of Kylan’s mouth filled her with a certain type of warmth that she hadn’t felt in a long time. Kylan arched an eyebrow, mistaking Ava’s silence for hesitation. “Don’t tell me you’re having second thoughts,” he murmured, his voice bringing Ava back to the present. Ava blinked, the rain pouring down on her face. She shook her head. “Let’s go- Ah!”Before she could finish her sentence, Kylan tightened his hold around her waist before sliding his other hand under her knees, lifting her off the ground. Ava’s heart thundered in her chest, her hands clutching onto Kylan’s suit jacket instinct

The next day, Ava slid her bag over her shoulder as she stepped out of the black, sleek car. When she woke up today, Kylan was already gone. Despite having that passionate moment in the shower, they slept in separate bedrooms. Kylan had left the moment she reached her climax, and the second time she saw him, he offered her food that his personal chef had sent over. After a quick meal, they said goodnight and went to sleep in different rooms. In the morning, Ava found a note on the fridge and breakfast on the table. The note said that Kylan had prepared an outfit for her, and his driver would be waiting downstairs to take her to campus. Although Ava was a little disappointed about Kylan’s absence, her heart swelled with warmth at the sweet gesture. He didn’t look like it, but he was really thoughtful and considerate. “Have a good day, Ma’am,” the driver, Austin Scott, said politely before pulling away. He had driven her right to the department of computer science despite her prot

The gasps echoing around the hall were deafening. Ava’s eyes widened. That wasn't what she was expecting. She was about ready to defend herself if the principal expelled her before investigating the matter. But this… this was even better. As a top student, she was always up to date with her studies. She often researched and worked hard every day to improve her programming skills. Ava was confident she could ace the exam, and it was the best way to shut everyone up. Explaining her side of the story wouldn't matter anyway. People only cared about evidence. “Dr Prakash, how will we know that no one helped her? I don't think this will prove that her grades haven't been tampered with.” A brave student got to his feet and asked the principal. “That's right! How will we know if someone was paid to give her an already answered paper?” Another student yelled. “She needs to be expelled. It's not fair for other students who genuinely work hard to be sidelined just because someone has a po

Hours earlier...“Sir, you told me to keep an eye on Miss Sinclair. She seems to be in trouble,” Frank Smith, Kylan’s assistant, reported. Kylan, who was going through some project proposals on his desk, raised his head, his eyebrows furrowing. “What trouble?”“Um…” Frank hesitated. “I think you should see for yourself, Sir.” He approached the desk and handed the tablet over to Kylan. When Kylan read through the caption on the tablet, a flame of anger flashed through his eyes. “Find out who did this. I want them fired immediately,” he ordered, his jaw clenching. "If they are part of any business, have it go bankrupt in one week."“I'm already working on it, Sir,” Frank replied with a serious look on his face. “Prepare the car. I need to go to campus.” “But your class is at 2 pm-” Kylan gave Frank a dirty look, the air in the room turning cold like a block of ice. “Oh, you have to go and help your wife. I'll get the car ready, Sir.” Frank responded gingerly. Kylan didn't respo