Novel & Cerita There's No Need To Call Me Sir Professor

I asked, protruding my lower lip out. “No.” He lowly gritted out. “Please, Professor Serafino.” I whined, swaying his arm from left to right. “No means no Rosella. Ask Elisa or Stella and don't call me that in public.” He calmly rasped out, leaving me agitated and dry.

"Nope, I trust your decisions Neo, just go with it. I will meet him when or if I will visit in future." "Oh..okay sir. Thank you." "By the way, what's his name?" "His name is Al--" "SAMMY CAN YOU COME HERE FOR A MINUTE?" "I'll talk to you tomorrow then. Bye." "Okay, bye sir. Have a good day." "You are too." After the call, I spend rest of the day in dealing with matters of my companies and everything. Even though I have very talented and trusted men in each and every company of mine, sometimes I have to get in field when the problem is very serious.

Medyo malamig na ang simoy ng hangin dahil mag a ala sais na ng gabi. " Elijah? " I nudge him to get his attention because he seems preoccupied about something. Huminto naman siya sa pag lalakad at hinarap ako. It's kinda weird because he's my professor but I'm calling him by his name. However, it's more weird if I'll call him Sir. Mag mumukha lang akong alalay nito. My nose crunch because of the disgusting thought. Kaya tatawagin ko na lang siyang Elijah cause I prefer it that way.

I just smiled. " Why are you carrying almost double the food you always carry ?" " This one is for our lunch and that one for our party while watching the movie." He smiled and shook his head. We drove to the hospital. " So you remember you don't have to call me sir or you have to pay fine. " " And you don't have to call me ma'am. " " What would be my fine if I call you ma'am. "Every time you call me ma'am, it will be cancelled with one time of me calling you as... I won't pay my fine."

Cameron teases. “Like I said, not interested. I just want someone who's a little more real.” I respond leaning back in my seat as he talks. “So no one from town, then?” “My point exactly. Anyways, I have to let you go. I'm going to get these exams graded so I can update everyone's grades and be officially done for the year.” “Aw man. I thought we would be able to hang out tonight at Raindrops.”

From Me: But I don't think I'm ready for that sir Not long after my reply, he called me I wanted to ignore him but he helped me anyway. "Hello, good evening sir," "Don't be too formal, just call me Derick, we are not in the office, and yes you don't need to do anything in the meeting, just write down what they say or if you want it easier you can record their conversation during the meeting, they won't ask you questions, and if they ask, you can answer according to your ability, I believe you can do it," Derick said.

“Please let the sir know that after I recover, I’ll voluntarily divorce him. I won’t be a burden to him.” The assistant raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. “Hmm? Why do you call him Sir?” I blinked, a bit confused. “Isn’t that what you and everyone else call him?” Everyone referred to him like that. It's as if it's his first name. The assistant chuckled softly, almost amused. “Ms. Sophie, you’re quite innocent.” I didn’t know why he was laughing. Just as we were about to arrive, my phone rang loudly, piercing through the silence in the car. I panicked, fumbling to get it out of my bag, feeling my face heat up with embarrassment. I covered the receiver with my hand.

hours of listening to him. Finally, I packed my books and tagged them in my bag. " luna" Lydia came for it immediately. I dropped the last one in it. " You are a good student, Luna," the lecturer complimented and I smiled. Of course, I knew that. I had always been the best student in high school" thank you, sir" I said " oh no, you don't have to be anyone else. Just call me John" he smiled back. I thought he was being nice, and I appreciate his kindness. "Please don't take away my right to feel like a student. How about I call you Sir John?" I wasn't a fan of special treatments. I love the equality that comes with being just a normal student. As every teacher was to be addressed as sir and

I let out a soft chuckle upon listening to his words, then turn to him, keeping my expression serious. “Okay, sir.” I give him a meek nod, and he approaches me. “Alice, stop calling me sir.” He utters in a soft tone. “Why, sir?” I asked, irking him. “Because I don’t like it, and you aren’t my maid now.” He answers me in a stern tone. “Then what should I call you, sir—” He palms my mouth as I call him ‘sir’ once more in jest. As we become completely engrossed in the depths of each other’s eyes, he expresses his desire. “I want you to call me by my name.” He withdraws his hand from my mouth and orders me in a gentle tone, “Say my name, Alice.”

I defended. " Zoya, how long will you call him as Sir. I don't like it, hearing sir, sir from your mouth. "What's wrong with aunty. If not sir, then how can I address him? " That's right Zoya, can you give a rest to the title sir. Every time I hear sir, I think that I am teaching something. "Advik sir said. " Call me as Advik like anyone. "He smiled and I give a smile in return.