Chapter 595: Spoil by you~

"But it’s still weird. I can’t believe she actually accepted it," Adelia said while taking a sip of her coffee.

"Yeah, I was surprised too. I was expecting her to say no, but somehow, she accepted." Amon said while taking sip of his own coffee, the aroma filled his nostrils while the warm stream touched against his skin.

"Well, this means she loves you so much that she’s willing to share you with someone else. So I hope you won’t hurt her." Adelia continued, her expression became strict, taking on the serious look of a teacher lecturing her student.

Amon simply smirked. "Of course I would never. Have I ever hurt you, Professor Adelia?"

Adelia stared at him for a moment. She thought about it before slowly shaking her head.

"No. You have never. Not till now."

"Exactly. Because you’re one of the most important people to me." He said it with a serious expression, making sure there wasn’t even the slightest hint in his tone that could make her think he wasn’t being sincere.

Adelia’s hand slowly clenched into a fist.

Amon noticed it. Her brows had also furrowed, and she looked strangely irritated. The way she was looking at him was like that of a woman looking at man who did something wrong to her.

’Did I say something wrong? Why does she look annoyed? I just wanted to be sincere.’

"Amon." Her voice was slightly chill.

"Yes?"

"You should stop talking like that. Seriously, you have such a bad habit of flirting." She finally spoke something that was on her mind for a while.

"What? When did I flirt?"

Amon looked at her with genuine surprise.

’Damn! I always compliment beautiful women, but not because I’m flirting. I genuinely admire their beauty. Why does everyone think I’m flirting?! Tch! I am innocent here.’

He tried to convince himself with that strange excuse. But deep down, he knew he was lying to himself.

Adelia narrowed her eyes at him. "You always did. And that’s how you made Seraphina and Scarlett fall in love with you."

Amon opened his mouth, wanting to argue. But then several memories came to mind. Him being mischievous around them. Teasing them, throwing out flirtatious lines, even when some of those lines were incredibly cringe.

"...Huh."

He hesitated for a moment. Didn’t know how to response.

"Well, I... I..."

"Yes? You what?" Adelia crossed her arms beneath her chest, making them appear even more prominent.

Naturally, Amon’s eyes were drawn toward them.

He swallowed. The soft, supple curves were certainly tempting.

’Amon, you already have two girlfriends with good assets! Don’t look at another woman like this.’

He immediately tried to look away. Yet Amon had never considered himself a particularly good man. Maybe he was just a bad man.

’Hmm... W-Well, I guess I’m just a bad man. Yup. I am. I should just accept it.’

"Amon! Eyes up!"

Amon abruptly looked back into her eyes.

Adelia’s cheeks were flushed, and she had puffed them slightly in irritation.

"S-Sorry, Professor."

He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. He felt ashamed of his actions.

"Hmph! Pervert."

Amon felt as though an arrow had pierced straight through his chest.

’That hurt...’

Adelia sighed before speaking again. "Now, just don’t try to make me fall f—" She suddenly stopped herself. "Tch! Forget it."

She turned her face away.

Amon understood as what she was trying to say. But he didn’t comment on it or tried to reply. He calmed down and stood up.

"Professor, I’ll take my leave for now."

His voice was slightly subdued and apologetic.

Adelia glanced back at him and saw him looking down.

She softly exhaled.

"Don’t take my words too much to heart, Amon. If everyone is okay with everything, then it’s fine. Just... try to lessen your habit of flirting."

"Hehe... sure."

Amon stood up fully and looked directly into her eyes.

"But you know what, Professor?"

"What?"

Adelia looked at him curiously, wondering what this man wanted to say before leaving.

Amon smirked.

Then he leaned closer to her.

Adelia’s breath hitched.

"A-Amon, what are you doing?"

He didn’t stop.

He brought his mouth close to the side of her ear, and she could feel his warm breath against it.

"You see... actually, I would love to have you as well. Maybe I’d love to get spoiled by you one day."

His voice was low and teasing.

Adelia immediately recoiled.

Her back pressed against the sofa as she stared at him in shock.

"Wh-Wh-What?!"

Her entire face turned bright red. But before she could finish her sentence, Amon gave her a wide smile and ran out of the infirmary.

Leaving the professor completely shocked and embarrassed.

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"Is there something wrong, Professor?"

From the inner chamber of the infirmary, the same assistant who had brought them coffee walked out.

Only to see Adelia sitting there with a completely flushed face. Adelia quickly regained her composure and turned toward her.

"I’m fine. You can go and make a report on today’s work."

The assistant looked confused by her strange behavior, but simply nodded and returned to the inner chamber.

Adelia sighed.

"That boy..."

She placed a hand over her chest and tried to calm her heart, which was beating like a drum against her ribs.

But the biggest thing still bothering her was the same question.

’Why am I feeling like this toward Amon?’

"Damn... I need to calm down first..."

Suddenly, the memory of Amon’s words returned to her. ’You see... actually, I would love to have you as well. Maybe I’d love to get spoiled by you one day.’

Once again he used some cheesy or cringe worthy lines yet they made her felt so much flustered.

"Eeah!"

Adelia shook her head violently.

"No, no, no..."

She needed to be more mature. She was an adult. She was a professor. She couldn’t be reacting like some young teenager. She took another deep breath.

"I need to calm down..." She told herself to calm down, and focus on her work. Soon she needed to go with Stella for her work in summer vacation.