Free Web NovelChapter 139: Chapter 139: Retaliation and Relocation
SNAP! The sharp, resounding slap echoed through the quiet archive section Lilly’s hand hung in the air, trembling violently, her breathing ragged as she stared at Alexander. freewёbnoνel.com
Alexander’s head turned slightly from the impact Instead of getting angry, a sudden look of intense, agonizing pain flashed across his face He gripped his cheek, letting out a low, breathless groan as if the blow had completely shattered his composure He stumbled backward a step, his dark eyes looking at her with a heavy, deeply wounded expression.
Without saying a single word, Alexander turned around, hunched his shoulders slightly, and began to walk away toward the exit, looking entirely defeated.
Lilly froze, her hand dropping to her side as a sudden, suffocating wave of panic crashed over her She watched his wide back move away, a desperate "No, wait, don’t go!" catching completely inside her throat, choking her Her lips parted, but her pride and her raging fear kept the words utterly trapped She could only watch him disappear through the glass doors.
The moment Alexander stepped out into the bright afternoon sun, his pained expression instantly vanished, replaced by his usual cold, highly amused smirk He rubbed his cheek casually.
"I told you not to do it" said Marcus, his fast strides catching up to him as he fell into step next to Alexander "It never goes well when two of your pussies find out about each other, man Believe me".
"She’s just being a little tough right now" stated Alexander, his voice entirely smooth and unbothered "Slowly but surely, I’m going to make her completely mine".
Marcus blinked, letting out a low whistle "So you’re not giving up on her?".
"Why should I?" asked Alexander, a dark, predatory glint in his eyes "Things have only just begun".
"Alright, suit yourself" said Marcus, laughing as he slung an arm over Alex´s shoulder. "So, what about a race tonight then? The girls from the other night are completely hyped to go What if we head out there and you release a little of that stress with them?".
"I don’t feel like racing today" stated Alexander, shaking his head "I’m going to drop by the hospital to check on the situation with your sister, and I have a few other things on my mind".
"Alright, cool Take care of Ashley for me" said Marcus, his tone suddenly turning a bit more serious He leaned in closer "By the way... I heard some idiot cop got absolute shit beaten out of him last night Word on the street is he’s been sniffing around my sister for a while Thanks for destroying him, man".
Alexander paused for a fraction of a second, a sharp, knowing smirk touching his lips "I see That explains his attitude I didn’t understand why the idiot had tried to arrest me out of nowhere, but that explains everything If he comes anywhere near her again, I’ll give him an even harsher lesson".
"Hell yeah See you later, Alex" muttered Marcus, giving him a quick fist bump before turning back toward the campus buildings.
Alexander continued his walk toward the student parking lot As he cut across the central concrete pathway, he spotted Professor Isabella walking a few yards ahead of him She was dressed in her sharp, professional attire, carrying a heavy leather briefcase, but her face was completely twisted into an annoyed, stressed scowl as she headed toward her own vehicle.
They crossed paths right in the middle of the walkway Isabella snapped her head up, her eyes narrowing as she recognized him.
"Oh, Alexander" said Isabella, her voice tight and clearly carrying the remnants of her bad mood "What are you doing around here? You completely skipped my lecture yesterday".
"I had a situation at the hospital again, Professor" stated Alexander smoothly, his face instantly shifting into a perfectly polite, respectful mask.
Isabella let out a sharp, cynical sigh, crossing her arms over her chest "Again? Trying to play the hero twice in one week?". ƒreewebɳovel.com
"An acquaintance of mine suddenly fainted" stated Alexander, keeping his voice entirely steady and convincing "I accompanied them to the emergency room, but the administrative paperwork took much longer than expected, and I simply couldn’t make it back in time".
Isabella’s expression softened slightly, her eyes darting around the open parking lot before she stepped closer to him, lowering her voice.
"I have another mission that requires your specific services" said Isabella, her tone dropping into a tight, almost hesitant register "Are you available?".
Alexander let out a low, deeply amused chuckle He took a predatory step forward, completely invading her space as a wicked, mocking smirk spread across his face.
"You sound very polite, Professor" whispered Alexander, his voice a smooth, dangerous melody "It seems that fucking I gave you wasn’t in vain Now you’re talking nicely to me, you slut".
Isabella’s breath hitched sharply, her face flushing a deep, sudden crimson She instinctively took a hurried step backward, her heels clicking against the asphalt as she looked around frantically, terrified that another faculty member might see them.
"Not here, Alex... please, not here" whispered Isabella, her hands tightening around her heavy leather briefcase.
"Fine" stated Alexander, entirely unbothered as he stopped pursuing her, though his dark eyes remained firmly locked onto her trembling form "I won’t play with you out here in public Tell me what you need Is that slut Emma Moore sniffing around your husband again?".
Isabella froze, her jaw dropping slightly as she stared at him in utter, absolute bewilderment "Who... who told you that Emma Moore was looking for my husband?".
"You literally sent me to spy on her and take photos, Isabella" stated Alexander with a smooth, mocking shrug "What else would it be if not a classic case of revenge against a mistress?".
A heavy, stunned silence hung between them for a few seconds before Isabella suddenly let out a sharp, breathless laugh, rubbing her forehead in complete disbelief.
"I think there’s a massive misunderstanding here, Alex" stated Isabella, her voice dripping with an exhausted, ironic amusement as she looked up at him "Moore is my husband’s last name... or rather, my ex-husband’s I am completely divorced And Emma isn’t some slut... she’s my daughter!".
