My Accidental Harem-Chapter 142

She hadn’t expected to encounter such a sordid situation again today. Mia sighed helplessly. At school, although some male teachers occasionally took advantage of her, they were at least somewhat restrained. Outside of school, however, things were a lot more complicated. Just a few days ago, she heard about a newlywed woman who was raped while going to the restroom at night, and the assailant was still at large, which brought widespread fear among the local women.

But how could she resolve her current predicament? Mia Wilson’s legs were growing tired from standing, yet she still hadn’t seen anyone she knew pass by. This was partly her fault; she was too aloof and had few friends at school. She thought to herself that if no one came in the next few minutes, she would have to go back to the supermarket.

Kevin, watching from a distance, noticed something was off. Mia Wilson didn’t seem to be waiting for a meeting: she seemed uneasy. Upon closer inspection, he saw that she was wearing only one high heel, with the other foot resting on the shoe’s sole—apparently, the heel had broken. This was a golden opportunity. Kevin’s heart raced. At school, he had no chance to interact with Mia Wilson. That one accidental encounter was unlikely to happen again. But now, if he approached her, he could naturally strike up a conversation.

Despite Camila’s warning echoing in his mind, Kevin couldn’t resist the temptation to get closer to Mia. Seeing no cars on the road, he jogged over to her, trying to control his excitement and stammered, "Ms. Wilson, hi, I’m Kevin. Do you need any help?"

Mia was taken aback for a moment but quickly recognized Kevin from their previous encounter in Camila Cortez’s office. She hesitated but then shook her head, saying somewhat coldly, "I’m fine. You can go home."

Kevin didn’t expect such a straightforward rejection and was momentarily at a loss for words, his face flushing with embarrassment. Her indifference instantly dampened his enthusiasm.

Mia didn’t have any particular opinion against or wariness towards Kevin. After all, he was just a student. However, she generally didn’t like accepting help from strangers, especially men. Moreover, she sensed a close relationship between Kevin and Camila Cortez, which made her instinctively reluctant to engage with him.

Seeing Mia let him leave and turn away, Kevin felt a bit sad. But he reminded himself that this was how a normal female teacher would treat a male student. His experience with Camila had been so smooth that it gave him the illusion that female teachers were easy to approach. In reality, without Camila’s cooperation, he wouldn’t have had a chance to be with her. Just as Kevin was about to leave, a car pulled up beside them. A slim man in his late twenties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, stepped out and said to Mia with a smile, "Ms. Wilson, what are you doing here? Where are you headed? Let me give you a ride." freewёbnoνel.com

Mia’s face showed a look of disgust upon seeing him. The man was Quentin Rodriguez, another English teacher at the school. Quentin was single and had previously been a vice-principal at a rural middle school. He had an affair with a married female teacher, was caught by her husband, and got beaten up. So he was fired and transferred back to the city by his cousin in the education bureau and assigned to Sunset Valley High School as a teacher.

However, Quentin had not repented. He continued to harass attractive female teachers and bragged about having affairs with over a dozen women at his previous school. Since Mia joined Sunset Valley High School, Quentin had been fixated on her. He was more restrained when her husband was around, but once her husband went on a business trip, Quentin would frequently visit her office, which led to her frustration and anger. She eventually had to report him to the principal, who warned Quentin to back off. Still, he remained determined.

Seeing Quentin approach like a fly, Mia coldly said, "No. I have a meeting."

"Who are you waiting for, Ms. Wilson?" Quentin kept his smile, his eyes lingering on her fleshy breasts. "Your husband’s only been gone a few months, and you’re already looking for an affair? If you need a man, you can come to me."

"Quentin Rodriguez, stop slandering me!" Mia’s face turned pale with anger as she glared at him. "It is none of your business. Now, get out of my way."

Quentin’s eyes burned with desire as he watched her breasts heave with indignation. Despite having slept with many female teachers, none could match Mia. It distracted him with a sexy beauty around, flaunting her voluptuous lively body, drove him to distraction. He longed to ravish her and to play with her large breasts.

At his previous school, he would summon any female teacher he fancied to his office under the pretext of his vice-principal authority, coercing them into his desire. Those women, fearing his power would reluctantly comply. But at Sunset Valley High School, he was just an ordinary teacher. Although Mia’s husband was away, she wasn’t the type to succumb to loneliness. Quentin had been unable to find a way to get close to her, but he was working on becoming the head of the English department. Then, he could legitimately oversee her and force her to comply.

Seeing Quentin pestering Mia, Kevin felt a surge of anger. He stepped in front of her and said firmly to Quentin, "Mr. Rodriguez, Ms. Wilson is waiting for me. You should leave."

"Who are you?" Quentin sneered, seeing Kevin in his school uniform. "Why aren’t you home after school? Ms. Wilson is clearly not waiting for you. Stop lying. Ms. Wilson, let me give you a lift."

"What makes her not able to wait for me?" Kevin quickly thought and said, "She’s my cousin. Right, cousin Mia?"

Mia was momentarily stunned but understood when Kevin winked at her. She nodded instinctively and said, "That’s right. Kevin is my cousin. I’m waiting for him to go home together. Quentin, please leave."

"Really?" Quentin eyed Kevin suspiciously. However, with Mia confirming their relationship, he couldn’t find a way to verify it.

Seeing her firm stance, he reluctantly drove away.

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