Seducing Professor Cal のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

“Why are YOU angry, Myra?” His voice still managed to be calm. She exhaled and bent down to pick up the dress. This was useless. She was crashing out the way the old Myra did. The Myra who was clueless and good and so emotional, everything hurt so deeply.She had to stay being a calculative bitch. That was how she had gotten the man anyway. But he would not move away from the door, even when she glared daggers at him.He just continued watching her, and the longer they locked eyes, the weaker she felt and all her rage evaporated, leaving just pain. And she was reminded why they had both gotten into this mess in the first place.He finally moved closer, and when his forehead touched hers, she melted and felt a teardrop from her eyes, and traveled down to the floor. She leaned more into him as he placed his hands on both her shoulders and began to run it down her arms.It was more soothing than sensual, and she shook, feeling the emotion bubbling in her chest. She did not want to c

“That was cleared up last month. I don’t see why that should matter.” Cal frowned as his car finally got on the free highway, and he stepped on the accelerator.He hated this topic, hated that he could never put this behind him, and it was something someone would always bring up for the rest of his life.“It matters to the public, so it should matter to you. You need those people’s vote to get into congress.” His uncle’s voice was becoming passionate again.“But what can I do, Gib?” Cal finally lost his patience. “This will always be a thing. I am not in support of Angelica’s actions, but she was furious that Valentina of all people could do that to me. The stain will not come off even though our lawyers cleared my name and the girls withdrew their charges.”He blasted his horn at a car who was trying to cut into the road when he was merely a second away.“Are you blind?” he looked out of the car to yell, and rolled his window back up, blocking off the flustered driver’s returning insu

Myra turned the doorknob, pushed the door inwards, and walked into a completely dark room.It seemed Claudia had left the blackout curtains drawn.Her mind went back to her almost getting caught a few days ago at Dankworth’s study, and she decided it was best to leave the curtains that way. She did not turn on the lights either as she slowly walked towards the desk.Although it had been a couple of years since she had moved out of the house, she still knew her way around even in the dark because the setting had not changed. She walked till she felt her foot kick something large which she knew could only be the desk.She leaned forward, and placed her hands on it. Then she began to trace it round till she was behind the desk. She kicked around with her foot and hit the chair. Unlike in her dreams, this chair was built differently and literally weighed a ton. She went on her knees and dropped her purse beside her. Then she placed her hand on the chair and pushed. She leaned back

Myra was about to snap the diary shut and go home. It was risky to continue staying here. She would finish the diary at home since she had the thing she needed the most now.She held the spine of the book and flipped the page quickly like she used to do as a child, the pages moving from the right and falling on the left cover, the breeze that the action caused, fanning her face. She noticed something odd and stopped.She hurriedly began to turn the pages and saw something was missing. In the later entries, she saw some pages had been roughly torn out.She frowned.Had Valentina done this, or did her father who took the diary from her tear the pages off?She flipped back to the other pages, and shook her head. This was not Valentina. Even the way she wrote was careful, she could not have torn a page off so roughly.Even if she had done so in haste, she would have come back at a more quiet time, to tear off the other remaining tiny pieces of paper and clean them.Like Myra would hav

Tyson Shaw walked around and faced Myra, “Where do you think you are going without an explanation?”“Tyson.” Her mother called softly with a teary voice.“What the hell is this?” Her father barked, raising her phone up. Myra gasped and snatched it out of his hand. That would be her only evidence to get Nova. “When did you and Callaghan Dankworth become so close and none of it is on your report?”“The old fool said he loved her.” Aiden scoffed bitterly behind her, and Myra spun around angrily even though the pain that went up from her spine at the sudden movement nearly blinded her.“You are the fool!” She yelled, her eyes wide and bright. “Do none of you care about what happened to me? I was attacked up there.”“Do not yell in my presence.” Her father thundered. She turned to him, fearless, completely fearless for the first time, “Why? You don’t want anyone to hear I was attacked at the Police chief’s house?”“Myra,” her mother called, horrified.“I don’t know what the hell is goin