All Chapters of SHHH... PROFESSOR : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The morning after Elena’s arrest, Juliet woke up in Adrian’s arms. The apartment felt different. Lighter. Safer.Adrian kissed her shoulder. “How are you feeling?”“Like I can finally breathe,” she said.“Good. You deserve that.”She turned to face him. The ring on her finger caught the light. “We should tell my mother today. About the baby. About the engagement.”“Whenever you’re ready. I’ll be right there.”They decided to visit her mother together. At the hospital, Juliet’s mother was sitting up in bed with more color in her face than Juliet had seen in months. When she saw Adrian walk in beside her daughter, her eyes widened a little, then softened.“So you’re the one,” she said.Adrian stepped forward. “Yes, ma’am. I’m Adrian. I love your daughter. And I’m going to take care of her and the baby.”Juliet’s mother looked between them. “A baby?”Juliet nodded, tears in her eyes. “Yes. We’re getting married.”Her mother reached out and took both of their hands. “Then you better treat

Juliet woke up before the sun with her stomach twisting hard. She barely made it to the bathroom before the nausea hit. She dropped to her knees and emptied everything she had eaten the night before. Her hands shook as she held the edge of the toilet.Adrian appeared in the doorway within seconds. He knelt beside her without a word and pulled her hair back from her face. When the worst of it passed, he handed her a cool cloth and a glass of water.“Slow sips,” he said. “I’m right here.”Juliet rinsed her mouth and leaned against the wall. “This is the third morning in a row. It’s getting worse.”Adrian helped her stand and guided her back to bed. He sat beside her and rubbed slow circles on her back. “The doctor said this stage can be rough. You’re still early.”She closed her eyes. “I have two exams this week. Midterms. I can’t keep running out of the lecture hall to throw up. People already look at me differently. If they see me sick every day, the whispers will start again.”Adrian

Juliet woke up to her phone buzzing nonstop. She opened the first message and froze. A tabloid article had already spread across campus group chats. The photos were old and heavily edited — images of her and Adrian that Elena had clearly twisted to look worse than they were.The headline sat at the top of the screen in bold letters.Adrian walked into the bedroom with coffee and stopped when he saw her face. “What is it?”She handed him the phone. He scrolled through the article in silence. His jaw tightened more with every line.“She’s still trying,” he said. “Even from jail.”Juliet sat up slowly. “People are already talking again. I saw three new messages about it this morning.”Adrian set the phone down and sat beside her. “We knew she might try one last thing. The photos are manipulated. Anyone who looks closely can see it. But the damage still spreads fast.”They went to campus together that afternoon. The whispers were louder than they had been in weeks. A few students stared o

Juliet lay on the exam table with the cool gel spread across her stomach. Adrian stood right beside her, holding her hand tightly. The room was quiet except for the soft beeping of the machine. The technician moved the wand slowly and watched the screen with a focused expression.“There’s the first one,” the technician said. “Strong heartbeat. Looking good.”Juliet smiled and squeezed Adrian’s fingers. She felt a wave of relief. Then the technician shifted the wand a little farther to the side and paused. Her eyebrows lifted.“And… there’s a second heartbeat.”Juliet’s eyes widened. “What did you say?”The technician turned the monitor so they could both see clearly. Two small shapes. Two flickering heartbeats. “Twins. Two healthy babies. Congratulations.”The room went completely quiet for a moment. Adrian let out a short, disbelieving breath that sounded almost like a laugh. He leaned down and pressed a hard kiss to Juliet’s forehead, then another to her lips.“Twins,” he said. His

Juliet sat beside Adrian in the second row of the courtroom. Her hands rested in her lap, one of them loosely holding his. The room felt colder than it should have. Elena and Voss sat at the defendant’s table in plain dark clothes. Neither of them looked toward the gallery. Elena’s back was straight, but her shoulders looked tighter than usual.The side door opened and the judge walked in. Everyone stood. When they sat again, the silence felt heavy.“We are here for final sentencing in the matter of the State versus Elena Knight and Marcus Voss,” the judge said. He opened a thick folder and adjusted his glasses. “The court has reviewed all evidence, including financial records, witness testimony, and documented threats.”Juliet’s fingers tightened around Adrian’s.The judge continued in a clear, steady voice. “Elena Knight, you have been found guilty of embezzlement, bribery of a university official, criminal harassment, and conspiracy. Marcus Voss, you have been found guilty of kidna