All Chapters of My Professor Is My Husband : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Their image replayed in my head, flashing before my eyes every second on the bus. “ How could she cheat on him with his brother?” And right in his office too.Jaime's hand crawling under her skirt, and the way he restlessly fondles her nipples, hands slipping under her shirt to cup her breast, make my skin crawl.Her soft moans and shuddering breath feels fake, but he was immersed in the moment like she was his actual wife.She took Ethan from me because she could. What about his brother? What's her reason for such a sickly act?Ethan and I might've ended on a bad note, but cheating on a man with his brother is too extreme.At least, that's my notion.Thoughts swirled in my head. I imagine that it's Aaron, and shuddered at the thought.“ Phew!”“ I wouldn't dare.”From the bus stop to the school is a stone throw. Covering the distance, I head inside, passing some students on my way in. I keep my head down to make sure they ignore me as much as I ignore them.Halfway towards the entra

Her lips quivered. “ You think I'm bluffing ?”I shook my head. “ No. I just need an occasion to flip the switch on Dearest Jaime.”“ Oh, where was that again? His house? No. His office.”Her face turned ashen. Eyes widened in shock. I felt like taking a photo of the rare moment as a keepsake. But her pale face struck directly at old memories.She was there when no one else was.I had birthdays and cakes, and laughter and fun because a high school cheerleader treated me like an actual sister, until I became one.Hmmm!“ Please, Nicki. You can't tell anyone about that…I don't know how you found out, but you can't tell anyone. His wife will kill me.”I sniggered. “ You could have considered his marriage before you got yoked to his body like a pick me girl. What were you thinking?”She hits back with a frown. “ Don't call me that!”“ Jaime may be married, but he's not happy. It's his mother's fault that the boys marry too early.”I nodded in mock agreement. “ He's married and unhappy. An

Jet lagged, his eyes sweeps the horizon with a noticeable irritation. At first, it appears he has a feud with the rest of the world, but he inhales, letting his chest fall, and his face settle into an unreadable expression.Received with a Limo, and settled inside, he took out a notebook and listlessly flipped through the pages until he got to a particular page.On the head of the page, lies a caption.“ Mrs. Devinsky’s lecture.”A smile lifted his lips as he read the caption in his mind. Coming down to the content, he cross-examined each point against the theories Nicki used.Smug, with a noticeable glow in his eyes, Aaron found it amusing that his wife had ended up answering the question that over a thousand workers at the headquarters of Devinsky Royale couldn't answer.He had thrown the question as a test. He didn't imagine she would be the one to answer it.He closed the notebook, and laid back on the chair. “ Where are you now, honey? What are you doing at the moment?” He thoug

She didn't just interrupt his meeting, she took his hopes up, and let it fall in a plunging line.Her tender breasts made his forehead wrinkle, and his face, ashen. With the way she strove to push her chests out and let her smaller peaches fill his sight, he suspected that she must have been watching Nicki.On the nights she spent alone. Fighting the urge to release the thunder rumbling in his chest, he dropped the phone on the table, screen down, and faced the board. But his mind tossed about.He had thought it was Nicki calling, and didn't spare a second before tapping the green button on the screen.His smile had quickly faded the instant he met her younger body in a red lingerie.It furrowed his brows and snapped something in him.“ How dare her?” He thought, feeling his chest burn. “ On my wife's bed!” He hit the desk unconsciously, and snapped back to the present. It wasn't just any attempt to seduce him…there have been multitudes before her, but hers stung like a wasp. Sh

With a pale face like my palms, I cleared my throat, determined to clear the air. I look up to his line of sight, and meet a sad smile etched on the left corner of his lips.“ I haven't read it,” I explained, trying to steady my voice. With my shields failing, my walls cracked, recognising that I am responsible for that mask over his face.“ He passed me the note at the end of class…”“ Does it matter?” He interrupted, stepping away from me. That gap…that unintentional action of leaving my side broke something within me. I try to compose myself, but the cracks in my walls are widening and I can feel it.“ Nicki, it doesn't matter if you have read it or not. He gave it to you because our relationship…our marriage…” his voice rose, while he gesticulated, hands falling like the stomp of a foot. “ …is a secret. Do you have the faintest idea of how it makes me feel?” His voice cracked, lowering on their own, with a shroud pulling off from veiling the helplessness beneath. I stride over to