Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 1072

At that moment, Ian stood there and looked at Monica in a daze. He only came to his senses a few minutes later before taking off his coat.

His face was filled with conflict and fear as he did that while muttering, "Mistress, you're kind and usually treat the servants well. You are like a fairy from heaven. How could I dare offend you? However, I don't dare defy Lady Denise's orders so I'll take off my clothes and pretend that we slept together. Tonight, I'll sit beside you and promise not to touch you at all.”

Ian sat on the chair by the entrance after taking off his coat and did not move. In his heart, he only hoped for the night to pass by faster.

Ian could see that Lady Denise wanted to frame Monica. However, he was only a servant and could not do anything but helplessly follow orders. The only thing he could do was to refrain from touching Monica. As long as he played along when Lady Denise brought people in tomorrow, he could be considered to have accomplished his mission!

On the other side, at Wanhai University in Mistloren!

"Darryl, come out and bring your test paper along,” said the history teacher, Alisha Walls coldly and authoritatively.

Instantly, everyone's eyes were on Darryl and they were gleefully gloating. 'Haha, this dude got negative marks on his test! Ms. Walls is going to punish him! Haha!' ‘Sigh, what must come will still come!’ Darryl sighed softly. He picked up the test paper that had negative marks and walked up bitterly.

Alisha glared at Darryl and firmly said, " Follow me to my office.” She then turned and slowly walked toward her office in her high heels.

Darryl did not ask any questions upon noticing his current situation, so he could only catch up with her.

At her office, Alisha sat on the chair with her legs crossed and reprimanded, "You just transferred here yesterday, right? Have you never learned history? How could you even get the easiest question wrong? I've taught history for more than a year and have never seen someone like you! Do you know that you’ll lower the class's average grade if you come to our class?”

Darryl sweated profusely and was almost in tears.

'F*ck. I just came to Mistloren. How will I know its history?’ Darryl muttered in his heart but did not dare to say a word.