While I was still standing there in a stupor, Bianca stepped past me and opened the door herself.A fair, thin boy walked in, dragging a suitcase in his left hand and carrying a huge stack of books in his right, swaying under the weight.Bianca quickly took the books from him. "Let me."The face in front of me overlapped with the face in the photo.It was Mason.Bianca dragged Mason's suitcase toward the guest room. As she passed me, she started explaining awkwardly. "Mason is still my husband in name, after all. I asked him to move in with us so his family wouldn't get suspicious. I'll tutor him myself from now on, and you'll have to cook something nutritious for him. I'm sure he'll succeed next year.""Thank you, Professor Bianca," Mason thanked Bianca, his face flushed. When he looked up and saw me, the blush vanished at once. He rolled his eyes and muttered reluctantly, "Thank you too, Professor's…husband."Husband?Bianca and I weren't even married. What kind of husban
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