Chapter 152


    Chuck Cannon shook his head and said that he didn''t buy it. He borrowed it. After all, even if he


    said he bought it, Yvette Jordan wouldn''t believe it either.


    What''s more, he said yesterday that he had a BMW. How could he suddenly buy another car?


    Yvette froze and then her face fell. She was not disappointed that the car was not his, but that he


    borrowed it from Zelda Maine.


    That should be the case.


    This was indeed a woman''s car. It was easy to see, it was spick and span, and in it was a trace and


    the scent of a woman. It was painfully obvious to a car owner like Yvette.


    "Right. Start the car. Today''s the test, we need to be there earlier," Yvette said, fastening her seat


    belt.


    Chuck nodded naturally. As he drove to campus, he thought of the test and did not look forward to it


    at all. It seemed that he had to let Yvette tutor him during summer break.


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    Chuck''s heart was filled with joy as he thought of this. Why did this resemble the plot of an adult


    movie?


    "H-Hubby, what are you thinking about?" Yvette whispered. She felt goosebumps all over her head.


    Why did Chuck smile so obscenely? Was he thinking about that again?


    Queenie Carson, who was sitting behind Chuck, saw his expression through the rearview mirror.


    She immediately understood that Chuck was thinking nonsense. Just who was he fantasizing


    about?


    Queenie thought, "Yvette or...herself during that night?"


    "Nothing." Chuck didn''t want to think about it but he couldn''t contain his excitement. If his wifey wore


    a uniform to tutor him, then...


    Yvette breathed a sigh of relief.


    However, Chuck was embarrassed when he saw Queenie through the rearview mirror. They met


    each other''s gaze, reminding Chuck of that thrilling night right away.


    Yvette was sleeping, and they...


    Chuck breathed a sigh under his breath. Queenie swiftly lowered her head and dared not look at


    Chuck again. It seemed that the two of them were thinking of the same thing.


    The atmosphere of the car became awkward, but Yvette was entirely unaware of it.


    When they arrived at the university''s parking lot, Queenie knew that Chuck and Yvette were


    together. Knowing this, she hastily made her way to the ssroom first.


    After she left, Chuck said, "Wifey, think about it. If you want a car, I''ll buy you one."


    "No, hubby. Do your best for today''s test!" Yvette wanted to get off the car but Chuck stopped her.


    Yvette was anxious. They were in the campus parking lot. What was he going to do?


    "Hubby, we''re in school now," Yvette said in a low voice.


    "I''m taking a test today. Shouldn''t you give me a kiss? For encouragement?" What Chuck meant


    was, of course, to have Yvette kiss him first.


    Yvette''s face turned red. "You haven''t passed the test and you still want encouragement? No way."


    Yvette wanted Chuck to drive out but saw that there was no one around them. She said, "Hubby, all


    the best! If you can pass the exam, I''ll give you some encouragement."


    Chuck was speechless. Forget it. He didn''t study properly. How could he pass the test? Though, he


    still wanted this encouragement.


    "Give it your all. I''m going to the office. You go to the ssroom and don''t run away," Yvette said.


    She turned around and walked to her office. Today, she was going to invigte the exams. Chuck


    looked at Yvette''s back. This pair of skinny jeans was really perfect for her hips.


    Chuck smiled. This was his wifey.


    He opened the door toe down, but...


    "Oh, look who''s here. Chuck Cannon from our ss also knows how to drive, but whose car did he


    borrow?" a discordant voice rang out.


    Chuck nced at the source of the voice. It was Francis Gellert, a ssmate who also had a car.


    He drove a Volkswagen CC, worth about 300,000 dors.


    Chuck didn''t bother to pay attention to him and started walking away.


    Francis snorted softly and looked at the Buick a few more times. "Humph, poor man, can''t you get a


    better one?"


    When Chuck was on his way, he called Betty and asked her to contact a middle school. He had to


    let Queenie''s sister continue her studies. Although she had already taken her finals, she could wait


    for school to reopen in half a year.


    Betty asked for her name and told him to wait for a moment.


    Chuck hung up the phone. When he came to the ssroom, the ssmates all looked at him


    disdainfully.


    Francis''s eyes were even more spiteful. He told everyone that Chuck drove a second-hand car,


    which garnered the sarcasm of the whole ss.


    "Look who''sing. Chuck, wee to the Car Club!"


    "Haha, now that everyone has a car, what''s the point of having a second-hand Buick? If it''s been


    damaged before, you can get it for 30 to 40 grand."


    "I say, it''s borrowed. How can he afford it? Never mind 30 to 40 grand, buying an electric bike isn''t


    cheap for him. It must be borrowed. But it''ll cost him thousands if he got it damaged, right? How


    bold of him to risk everything, driving this car to show off and putting thousands of dors on the


    line. "


    These students all mocked Chuck. They found the chance tough at him. Who asked him to be


    smitten by Ynda Lane, the campus belle? If they didn''t despise Chuck, who else should they


    despise?


    Chuck didn''t say anything. He sat down, ready to take the test.


    "Oh, he''s not talking. I''ll assume he borrowed it. Haha, just a bump here, a little scratch there, who


    knows if he can pay to fix it," Francis said hatefully.


    "If he can''t, is he going to just say that to the owner''s face?"


    "Haha, not a bad idea. I guess Chuck thought so when he borrowed the car."


    The whole ss spoke up and burst intoughter.


    "God, are you guys doing? He drives a BMW. Can''t he freaking pay for a Buick?" Lara Jean was


    revising but she was disgusted by these scornful voices around her.


    She didn''t know why Chuck suddenly drove a Buick but she was angered. She thought in her heart,


    "Chuck pretended to be poor again. Just who was he dating this time?"


    Chuck nced at her. Lara hurriedly lowered her head and felt uneasy. Oh no, it was a slip of her


    tongue, would he get angry and send everyone her nudes?


    Lara was panicking.


    "A BMW? Haha, Chuck driving a BMW? Lara, are you kidding me?" Francis ridiculed Chuck even


    more.


    "Isn''t Chuck driving a Buick? Since when did he drive a BMW? Why didn''t I see it? Let him show us


    the BMW!"


    "Could it be an electric BMW bike? When I passed by an electric bike showroom a few days ago, I


    saw an electric ''BMW'' knockoff. Its keys could be of any brand, even Rolls-Royce. Lara, don''t you


    mean this kind of car?"


    "Haha, I think so."


    All the students in the ss all said and looked at Lara to jeer at her.


    Queenie muttered to herself, "Chuck drives a BMW? What BMW?"


    Lara''s face turned red. She dared not say anything else and sneaked a nce at Chuck. She found


    him expressionless. Indeed, Chuck was infuriated. He wanted to speak, but Lara spoke first. "I''m


    talking nonsense. Don''t believe me."


    She thought that Chuck was upset with her, so she rified in a hurry.


    Chuck was speechless.


    "Just as I said, does Chuck really have a BMW? That''s no different from pigs flying. If Chuck has a


    BMW, I''ll go eat sh*t at once!" a ssmate said firmly.


    Chuck nced at him and thought, "Does this guy really want to eat sh*t that badly?"


    The phone vibrated and Chuck opened it. It was a message from Lara. It read, "Chuck, I didn''t


    mean it. I really didn''t. Please don''t send my nude photos."


    Chuck looked at Lara who was in front of him. She turned back to give him a pleading look. He


    ignored her.


    Lara was even more antsy. Her heart was restless. She thought, "Chuck, please don''t do it."


    At this moment...


    "The test begins!" a voice proimed.


    It belonged to Yvette, who was the invigtor of the test. She came in with test papers and all of the


    students began to look serious.


    After receiving a test paper, Chuck nced at it a few times. He looked up at Yvette with a confused


    expression. Yvette chuckled. Who told him to goof off?


    All the students were busy working on the test. Only Chuck was racking his brains. It was really


    because he didn''t normally study much. As half of the test time went by, Queenie, who was next to


    him, threw a note over. Chuck instinctively caught it and looked up at Yvette.


    She stared at Chuck.


    Chuck forced a bitter smile, knowing he had been caught by her.


    He faintly heard Yvette''s snort and saw her lowering her head, as if she didn''t see him...


    Chuck heaved a sigh of relief. Deep down, he was delighted to see his wife being so kind to him.


    Chuck quickly finished copying off the note. Looks like he must work harder during next semester.


    Sitting on the stage, Yvette checked her messages and discovered that "baller" actually refused the


    money and returned it to her ount. Yvette was surprised, so she sent a message to ask him why


    he didn''t ept the money.


    Chuck felt his phone vibrating, so he discreetly took it out to have a look. It was from Yvette, but...


    Chuck suddenly heard the cking of high heels. He subconsciously looked up and found Yvette


    approaching him...