Chapter 158


    The Vice Principal originally thought that with Yvette''s looks and figure, she would get a boyfriend


    who at least drove a Mercedes Benz. Never would he have thought that Yvette would have such a


    bad taste, being with a man who drove a lowly Buick.


    If he had known that Yvette so easily swooned, then he would have proposed to her earlier.


    He was so annoyed.


    "Teacher Jordan, is this your husband? He doesn''t look all that impressive to me." The Vice


    Principal said in a strange tone.


    Yvette Jordan cast him a cold nce and said nothing.


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    "Yvette, you should know how I feel about you, and to be honest, it shocks me to see you with


    someone as poor as him."


    "No, he''s my husband," Yvette said coldly.


    The Vice Principal frowned. "Where does your husband work? If he drives this kind of car, then I''m


    guessing he earns around seven to eight thousand dors a month. Is that enough for you?"


    "It''s enough."


    "Teacher Jordan, people should try to move up in life, and seeing that the school director is retiring


    soon, I think you would make an excellent candidate for that position." The Vice Principal said.


    "You should be grateful that I''m using a director position to get you in bed. Your heart must be


    jumping in joy now. Stop pretending!"


    "Could you so-called man ever give you a position like that? Never in a million years!"


    The Vice Principal despised him in his heart.


    "There''s no need for that, I''m not qualified enough anyway." Yvette shook her head.


    "Have you forgotten who I am? If I say that you''re qualified, then you''re qualified. It''s up to you


    whether you want to ept the position or not. Well? What do you say..." The Vice Principal smiled


    slightly and said in a proud tone.


    Indeed, as the Vice Principal, he could easily maneuver the school’s human resources personnel to


    offer her the position .


    "No thanks."


    "Teacher Jordan, you really should think about what''s best for you and your future." He was getting


    annoyed at Yvette’s coldness towards him.


    "Teacher Jordan, I have never heard that you have a husband. Were you too embarrassed to


    mention about him previously? Looking at his car, I''m guessing he''s probably an office worker right?


    He doesn''t even look like he''s able to buy a house for you. Don''t tell me that you are still renting a


    ce to stay in?" The Vice Principal was proud of himself. He had several houses to his name!


    And they were all worth millions of dors.


    “Could he bepared to me?” he thought to himself.


    "Yeah, we are still renting a house, but what does it have to do with you?" Yvette said as she looked


    at him coldly.


    "I’m just worried about you. Your man doesn''t look like he''s capable of taking care of you. I just


    didn''t want you to live a difficult life."


    "I don''t think my life is difficult. However, I must say that you''re criticizing him too harshly now."


    He frowned. "Teacher Jordan, is this the attitude that you''re supposed to show to a principal?"


    "Vice. You are the Vice Principal." Yvette shook her head coldly.


    "You! Yvette Jordan, I guess that you don''t want to work in our school anymore!" He said as his face


    darkened.


    "You think you''re so great, don''t you? I was personally recruited by the Principal. You can try to fire


    me! Also, so what if my husband drives a Buick? He''s much younger than you, and I''m sure he can


    make much more money than you someday. As for you, you''re already at your limits." She said as


    she walked over.


    Just then, Chuck Cannon opened the door and came out. She bit her lips and ran over to hug him.


    "Hubby..."


    This was the first time she took the initiative to hug him.


    Chuck was stunned and excited at the same time, but he knew that something was off about her.


    He nced at the man in the distance. Was that the Vice Principal?


    Chuck still had a faint impression of him, but he knew he rarely came to the school campus.


    Had he been bullying her?


    "Wifey, did he bully you?" Chuck asked.


    "No, hubby. Let''s go." Yvette let go of him and got in the car.


    "Sure." Chuck red at the Vice Principal’s ugly face.


    Chuck and Yvette got in the car and drove away.


    "Oh Yvette, do you think that I can''t fire you?! Just you wait and see, I''ll make you leave the school


    in tears!" He snorted, opened the door of his Mercedes, and sat in.


    He was about to drive away when he almost ran into another car.


    "What the f*ck! Do you even know how to drive? You almost crashed into my car!" The man pped


    the hood of his car and was furious.


    The Vice Principal''s face turned pale with anger, and his hands were shaking on the steering wheel.


    He opened the window and said, "I didn''t see you just now okay? I''m sorry!"


    "You call that an apology?" The man came over angrily, raised his hand and pped him.


    There was a loud p.


    His face turned red, and he felt wronged and embarrassed at this moment. This guy actually had


    the audacity to beat him?


    "I''ll p you first and then apologize to you. Is that okay?" The man sneered.


    "You!" He couldn''t stand it anymore! He got out of the car and fought the man, but was severely


    outmatched. He quickly begged for mercy, "Please stop, I''m so sorry..."


    …….


    Chuck parked his car at Yvette''s rental ce. "Be careful when you drive back, hubby."


    Chuck followed her out of the car. She was stunned and whispered, "Hubby, what are you doing?


    Queenie and her sister are still upstairs. You really should be heading back now."


    He walked over. "Queenie and her sister have already moved out."


    "What?" She was surprised and quickly took out her mobile phone to call Queenie Carson.


    Only then did she realize that Queenie had sent her a message saying that Chuck had already


    found a house for them, so she had moved away.


    Yvette heaved a sigh of relief. But why did Queenie leave in such a rush? Did she feel that she was


    bothering her? Yvette was helpless.


    "Wifey, shall I sleep here tonight?" Chuck asked.


    She fell silent.


    Yvette''s pretty face was already as red as a peach. This was the first time Chuck had seen such an


    expression on her face. She looked shy and embarrassed...


    "Sure." Yvette nodded and said in a low voice.


    She was prepared to sleep with him since a long time ago. It had been a while since, but she finally


    felt that the time was right.


    She was nervous. Will it hurt? Yvette really wasn''t familiar with these.


    Chuck was ecstatic. Tonight, he was going to sleep with her in his arms, just like how they did it


    when they were children.


    "Didn''t you say you want to sleep here? Come on then." Yvette blushed as she said that…...


    Chuck came back to his senses and followed Yvette upstairs. When he reached the room, the


    feeling was different. It felt as if he had returned to his home.


    Under this familiar atmosphere, Chuck suddenly felt a desire stirring inside him. He tried hard to


    suppress it. This can''t do. He must build his muscles up first!


    Otherwise, Yvette would look down on him.


    She closed the door and whispered, "Hubby, you should take a bath first."


    "Ladies first."


    "After you..."


    Chuck had no choice but to go to the bathroom to take a shower. The cold water helped to further


    suppress his desire. He lowered his head and sighed. Was he too nervous? Could it be that he was


    too eager to show himself off to Yvette?


    Chuck clenched his fists tightly.


    When he came out of the bathroom, Yvette''s face turned red and her heartbeat became faster. This


    wasn''t the first time she saw him half-naked, but she was still nervous. Moreover... she stared at his


    protruding abs, it’s so perfect...


    "My turn then." She went into the bathroom in a hurry. She was especially nervous. After she


    finished showering, she shyly came out of the bathroom and took a few deep breaths. When she


    was getting ready to enter the room, she was stunned.


    He wasn''t on the bed. She felt curious and went to the living room to find himying on the couch.


    She blushed. Was he nning to do it on the couch?


    "Hubby..." Yvette whispered in a low voice, she was so nervous that her voice was trembling.


    They had slept together before, so why did she feel so nervous? She felt so pathetic right now...


    "Well, I''ll sleep on the couch today," Chuck said.


    "You..." Yvette was shocked. She had already prepared herself! Why did he now...


    She was a little disappointed. She went over to the sofa and sat down beside him. "Hubby,"


    When Chuck heard her familiar voice, he replied, "Sleep early, wifey."


    "Yeah, you too." Yvette nodded. She was no longer nervous, but rxed. "Let''s talk tonight like how


    we did when we were kids."