Semua Bab My Ruthless Professor : Bab 141 - Bab 150

The receptionist chuckled, then clarified. "That’s not what I meant, Miss..."I scratched my head, bewildered by what the receptionist could have meant.She leaned her head in slightly before continuing, "Mr. Jefri is a high-end businessman. He often hosts guests from overseas who stay at this hotel."I finally understood, and I looked down with an embarrassed smile. "Ohhhh...""You were jealous, weren't you?" the receptionist teased, tilting her head.I reflexively waved my hands while letting out an awkward laugh. "Ah, not at all."She let out a heavy sigh, her lips pouting slightly. "Hey, it’s only natural. Mr. Jefri is a successful, handsome man. As his future wife, you must be afraid someone else might snatch him away. Right?"'Whose future wife does she think I am? Is she mistaking me for someone else? Don't tell me she thinks I'm Dita,' I thought."Wait, whose future wife?" I asked, narrowing my eyes. "Does... does Mr. Jefri often bring other women to this hotel?"The reception

I pounded on Jefri’s chest, trying to break free from his kiss. Once I finally managed to pull away, I gasped for air and shouted, "Fine! I’ll do whatever you say!"Jefri smirked, his eyes gleaming. "Good. You should have just listened in the first place," he said in a cold tone, finally releasing his hold on me.'Damn it! Why am I trapped in this relationship?' I groaned internally.Jefri grabbed my hand and led me back to the lounge."Mom..." Jefri called out to his mother, who was sitting there reading a magazine.She looked up and closed the magazine, her eyes lighting up. "Did you go to the restroom to get her?""Yes," Jefri replied, then glanced at me. "She likes getting lost, so I had to go fetch her," he teased, giving me a cold, challenging look."Ahem!" I choked on my own spit and lowered my head, hiding my embarrassment."Go on, greet Mom," Jefri ordered, nudging my hand.I offered an awkward smile, reached for the older woman’s hand, and kissed it. "Hello, Auntie...""Aunt

I stood stunned for a moment, staring at Jefri as he looked at me with doubt. 'Why can't you see the love in my eyes?' I asked myself.I forced my lips into a smile, though my heart felt shattered. "Of course. I’m certain I only love you," I replied, my eyes welling up with tears.Jefri gave a lopsided smile, the skepticism clearly etched on his face. "Thank you for loving me, Erika," he said in a cold, sarcastic tone.I knew he would never believe me, even if I said it a thousand times. Because in his heart, I was just an illusion that never truly existed. Or perhaps... he just viewed me as a shadow of Clara, someone meant to be hurt?Good heavens! I never expected my toughest rival wouldn't be Dita. My biggest obstacle wasn't the other women around Jefri, but his own wounded heart.I finally realized why Jefri never opened his heart to me. It wasn't because I was incompetent. It wasn't because Dita seemed more perfect than me. It was because my face was the very thing that had hurt

I buried my face in my knees, allowing my defenses to crumble completely. I sobbed uncontrollably, filling a room that suddenly felt too vast and hollow.My world grew dim in an instant. It felt as though I’d been cast into the middle of a barren desert—empty and suffocating. I realized then that Jefri had been the only source of water for my parched soul, and now, I was the one who had driven him away."Why did you have to leave me?" I sobbed, my breath hitching in my chest. I grabbed a tissue, wiping away the tear-streaked mess on my face, only to break down even harder. "I love you... Why did you have to give up now?"I felt like a lost child who had just lost her only place of comfort. And the bitterness of it all was that no hand reached out to steady me. As always, I was left to crumble on my own. There was never a warm embrace waiting to catch my tears.An entire box of tissues was gone, scattered around me like the fragments of my broken heart. "Jefri... please come back... pl

Mrs. Niken approached me and helped me to my feet. "Miss Erika, what’s wrong? Is there anything I can do to help?"I shook my head, continuing to sob as I curled up on the floor. People started to crowd around, staring at me, but I didn't care. Right now, my heart was truly constricted, aching over Jefri."What’s all this commotion about?!" Mia’s cynical voice cut through the air.I stopped wailing and slowly lifted my head, choking back the rest of my sobs."Oh, it’s you, Erika?" Mia looked at me with a sneer, hands on her hips. "Why are you crying, Ello? Did Jefri finally dump you?"She chuckled, looking genuinely delighted by my misery. "What did I tell you? You’re just his mistress; don't even dream of becoming Jefri's legal wife!" she said sharply.I stood up and walked away without giving Mia the slightest response."Huu... What a homewrecker!" Mia shouted after me.I refused to listen. My heart and mind were far too heavy to deal with Mia's trivial insults."Where do I go now?"