Chapter 165: Shocked Classmates

That rippling feeling was very wonderful. Only then did she realize that the niece she regarded as her own, almost raised by herself, was no longer an immature girl.

This man had already turned her into a woman, and she was willing.

Meher put on her small tank top and fled in a bit of panic, casually closing the door, not daring to look again at the scene of the two mating without restraint.

Sitting on the sofa in a daze, Meher gritted her teeth and could not control herself from giving herself a slap.

"Damn it, Meher, you really have dog brains. So self-righteous, and you were even proud that you saw through Abigail’s scheme..."

"Bastard, she finally stopped being stubborn, and look at what you did!!!"

"You fucking... sucked his cock, drank some horse piss and then did this brainless stupid thing."

Not long after, the door opened. It was less than ten minutes. Meher’s first reaction was that this time was barely passing.

Abigail changed into a new pair of panties, put on a small tank top, and walked out. Her hair was tied up and her face was flushed, making it clear she was satisfied from orgasm.

When she came out and saw Meher hitting her, she was startled and quickly grabbed Meher’s hand: "Mom, what are you doing?!"

At this moment, Meher bit her lower lip. She was already so angry that tears flowed uncontrollably. With a face full of regret, she hugged Abigail.

"Abigail, I’m sorry. Mom was presumptuous..."

"Mom is just pig-brained. Mom’s brain is even stupider than a pig’s..."

"I always thought you were lying to me. I even thought you went to borrow from a loan shark and used your own body as the price!!!"

"You finally have your own man, but mom was like a madwoman and made you lose all face. Mom didn’t do it on purpose..."

"Mom thought he was a lesbian you found, that’s why I did these stupid things. Mom was wrong. You can hit me or scold me..."

"Alright, the doctor said you can’t get emotional."

Abigail hugged her and said, "I don’t blame you. What are you doing here causing a scene? Persecution complex?"

She wiped Meher’s tears, but Meher said in disbelief, "The first time you accepted a boy, he is your first love. Mom understands this feeling of caring."

"I am simply stupid to the extreme. I am an elder. How could I do such a thing with him?"

"Okay, I already said I don’t care. Don’t act like you’re dying."

Abigail began licking her tears. At this time Ryan also finished dressing and walked out.

Seeing this scene, he was somewhat speechless. It felt a bit like she was acting drunk and making a scene.

Abigail directly waved and said, "Dear, come over..."

"Sister Meher, don’t cry. We were all drunk at night. No one will blame you."

Ryan also sat down to comfort her. Seeing her cry like a tearful person, who would not feel pity?

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose."

"I’m usually not like this. Abigail is a good girl. You must not let me affect your relationship."

Meher held Ryan’s arm with one hand and cried beautifully.

Abigail also realized her emotions were a little collapsed. Borrowing the strength of alcohol, once the huge pressure exploded, it seemed like a good thing. If she had not made a drunken scene, they would not have seen this side of her.

Suddenly, she turned her head again and said, "Abigail, did you also tell him about mom’s matter?"

Abigail nodded and said, "Mom, there’s nothing shameful about it. I told him everything about the family. Anyway, it can’t be hidden from you forever. Why bother being so tangled up?"

Ryan also quickly said, "Sister Meher, just from what you told me earlier, anyone with a normal brain could guess it."

"Your pressure is really too great. There’s no need to torture yourself like this."

At this, Meher lowered her head thoughtfully, took a tissue herself, wiped her tears, and became silent.

Ryan lit a cigarette. Thirsty, he picked up beer, opened it, and continued drinking. He exchanged looks with Abigail. The current situation left him a little at a loss.

"Dear, why don’t you go back and rest first?"

Abigail thought for a while and said a little embarrassedly, "I’m worried about my mom like this. I won’t go back to school tonight."

"Okay, then you two rest early!"

Ryan had also been tormented into a bit of hysteria, nerves stretched thin.

He took a taxi back to school. Only then did Ryan open his phone and look at the messages he had not had time to check.

Anna: "Dear, do you want to come over tonight? I miss you."

Linda: "Ryan, we shopped all day and are so tired. Do you want to go for a massage together?"

Tina: "Ryan, are you done being busy? I’m so bored."

Yana: "Classmate Ryan, how are you recovering? Occasionally you should show up in class too."

Ryan replied to them one by one, uniformly saying he had no time and went back to the dormitory. The drunken drama tonight had made him a little physically and mentally exhausted.

Early the next morning, remembering Yana’s words, Ryan got up yawning. Jason teased, "Yo, getting up so early. Don’t tell me you’re really going to class today!!"

Ryan stretched and said, "Teacher Yana sent a notice. I have to give her some face."

The breakfast cafeteria was rather crowded. Many students chose to buy breakfast first and bring it to the classroom to eat.

The cafeteria closest to the teaching building was packed with people. Ryan rolled his eyes and planned to finish the morning class before eating.

The Literature department’s class classroom was a lecture hall, like a movie theater with lower front and higher back. When Ryan arrived, about one third of the people were there.

Those he knew, nodding acquaintances, greeted each other. Everyone minded their own business. Those who came at this time had all brought breakfast to enjoy.

"Yo, the big man of our class is here."

"Classmate Ryan, do you want me to ask if Tina is coming today? If she isn’t, didn’t you come for nothing?"

Ryan found the last row, the farthest seat, and sat down. He scolded with a laugh, "Get lost. My leave hasn’t been canceled yet. The class advisor called me here."

At least half of the classmates in the class, Ryan could not name. Some he did not even know were classmates when he met them.

Just like Wester and Jason were from other departments. In university, people generally mixed better with dorm brothers. Everyone lived in different dorms, and their life circles were different too.

"Ryan, you’re here!"

A graceful figure walked into the classroom. A sky-blue dress outlined her youthful, curvy figure. Her ponytail was lively and youthful.

She had a pure and pretty little face. When she smiled, she was especially sweet.

Tina held small steamed buns and a bowl of soup. Then she smiled in surprise and walked straight to the last row. The smile on her face was bright and pure.

She almost jogged to the last row. Her steps were light. She directly sat down next to Ryan and asked with a charming smile, "You haven’t eaten breakfast yet, right? Let’s eat together, okay?"

Ryan looked at her and asked, "What did you buy???"

Tina smiled gently, her voice sweet and coy, "A portion of beef small steamed buns and a portion of beef meat. I remember you like both."

After a pause, she said coquettishly, "There’s still time now. If these don’t suit your appetite, I’ll go buy whatever you want to eat."

This scene left all the classmates present dumbfounded. They could not help but discuss it privately.

"Holy shit, the world is turned upside down. Why is Tina giving him a good face today?"

"Yeah, before Tina always came very late. As soon as she arrived, that simp had already bought breakfast and was waiting here."

"Damn, did I eat some poisonous mushrooms today and start hallucinating?"

"Before Tina always ate alone. Now she actually says she wants to eat together. Did I hear that right?"

"Damn, did this simp get some evidence that Tina killed someone? How did it suddenly become... I can’t accept this."

These discussions were very quiet, but the two of them still heard. Tina blushed and said softly, "Brother Ryan, ignore them. What do you want to eat? I’ll go buy it."