My Accidental Harem-Chapter 191

Hearing this, Camila got worried and said, "Quentin is bad news. You should keep distance. If he latches onto you, it’ll be a hassle, especially since your husband isn’t around. People might start talking. If he comes to your office again, just come hide in mine."

Mia sighed. "But I can’t avoid him forever. I actually feel a bit sorry for him. He’s almost thirty and still single. I heard he had a girlfriend who left him for someone else, and that’s why he never married. Quentin says I remind him of his ex, so he can’t help it."

Camila chuckled and shook her head. "Do you believe that? He probably says that to every female teacher. Besides, he didn’t stay single out of devotion, he just didn’t want to lose his freedom. You might not know, but Vanessa Wood in your office has a thing with Quentin." fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

"That’s impossible," Mia exclaimed, surprised. Vanessa was outspoken with male teachers but never acted inappropriately, and she always treated Quentin coldly. How could they be involved?

"You really are naive." Camila said with a smug smile. "Do you really think everyone is straightforward in this school? They might fool others, but not me. I’ve watched them closely. Quentin looks at Vanessa differently than he does at other teachers. You might not get it, but a man looks at women he hasn’t conquered differently from those he has."

"Camila, you’re good. How do you know so much?" Mia was still processing this shocking secret. She knew schools weren’t as clean as they seemed, but learning about her colleagues’ affairs was hard to accept.

"It’s nothing special. After a few years as a homeroom teacher, you learn to read people," Camila said casually. "I can tell at a glance who’s dating whom in a classroom. I know all the dirty secrets in this school: I just don’t talk about them."

Mia nodded, feeling a mix of emotions. "True, but Vanessa is married with kids. Why would she get involved with Quentin? Isn’t she afraid of being found out?"

"Of course she is, but people always think they can get away with it. Maybe Vanessa has her reasons. Who knows?" Camila sighed. Then, looking serious, she said, "Mia, you’re young, and your husband isn’t around. I know it’s hard, but you can’t cheat. One slip, and you’ll regret it forever. Just hang in there for a few more years."

Seeing Camila’s earnest expression, Mia couldn’t hold back any longer. The words she had been suppressing burst out, "Camila, why didn’t you hang in there?"

Camila was stunned, seeing Mia’s intense gaze. She wanted to play dumb but realized it was pointless. Denying it was just self-deception. Thinking about her affair with a teenager, she felt more ashamed than Vanessa. Her face turned pale, and she covered it with her hands, breaking into sobs.

Since her relationship with Kevin began, Camila had been on edge, fearing discovery and feeling guilty for betraying her role as a teacher. Mia’s sudden confrontation unleashed all her pent-up emotions, leading to uncontrollable, heart-wrenching sobs.

Mia was shocked by Camila’s breakdown. She hadn’t expected her to be so fragile. Panicked, she gently hugged Camila and said, "Camila, please don’t overthink it. I didn’t mean anything by it. I actually don’t know anything."

Camila cried for a while before slowly calming down, her eyes red and swollen, her face tear-streaked. Mia quickly fetched a towel for her to wipe her face, trying to lighten the mood. "Camila, why are you crying? I was just saying you shouldn’t be so passive. Face it head-on. Don’t keep it all to yourself."

Seeing Mia still trying to cover up, Camila sighed and said calmly, "Alright, Mia. You don’t owe me an explanation. I know you came to find out what’s going on between me and Kevin. To be honest, I did sleep with Kevin. We had sex. I’m a shameless, depraved woman. Are you satisfied now?" Camila, usually so careful with her words as a homeroom teacher, had just let some pretty crude language slip out, almost like she didn’t care anymore. This left Mia blushing hard. After a moment, she cautiously said, "Camila, I’m sorry. You know I didn’t mean to humiliate you. You’re the person I trust most at school. How could I despise you? I know you must have your reasons for what you did. You’re not Vanessa Wood."

"I don’t know what you mean, and I don’t want to know," Camila shot back, getting more aggressive now that Mia had shown some vulnerability. She spoke harshly, "I just know I’m a woman who wants to be fucked. I want a man’s big cock to fuck my slutty pussy. I’m not as virtuous as you. You think you’re better than us because you graduated from a top university. I’m dirty, and my office is dirty. Please don’t come here again, or you’ll get dirty, too."

Mia’s face turned bright red, tears welling up in her eyes from the sting of Camila’s words. She felt deeply wronged.

She had only come to remind Camila to avoid exposing herself and didn’t mean to humiliate her. She never expected Camila to react like this. With a trembling voice, she said, "Camila, even if I was wrong, why do you have to degrade yourself like this? We’re both women. I understand your pain, but do you know mine? No matter how many problems you have at home, at least you have a husband and a child waiting for you. What about me? Every night, I come home to a cold door and a cold bed. Everything is cold." "I’m a woman too. I need warmth. I want to be cared for, and I want to talk with a man. But who can I talk to? You say I’m arrogant and that I despise you. I want to be friends with everyone, but can I? Just because I chatted with a male teacher, they say I’m a slut. Just because I went to the principal’s office a few times, rumors spread that I slept with him."

"I am trying to understand why this happens. Camila, can you tell me why? Can you tell me what to do? Why is it so hard to be a good woman?"

Seeing Mia crying, Camila was stunned. She had never thought deeply about these things but assumed Mia was simply arrogant. She had heard the rumors about Mia and Principal Zach Jackson but never considered the immense trouble these rumors brought Mia in her life and work.

Mia seemed to lose control of her emotions, letting out all her pent-up grievances. She continued sobbing and said, "I’ve worked hard these past years to prove I’m not a woman who got into this school by sleeping with a man. But no matter what I do, people still gossip. If I succeed, they say it’s expected because I graduated from a top university. If not, they say I’m overrated. I don’t know what to do to satisfy everyone."

"Mia, stop. I understand," Camila sighed. "It happens everywhere. Just focus on your work. One day your efforts will be recognized."

Camila knew Mia was telling the truth. Among the new young teachers, Mia was the most outstanding and hardworking. But this excellence only highlighted others’ incompetence and laziness, leading to her being ostracized. This wasn’t Mia’s fault; it was just reality and human nature.

Camila had faced similar situations when she was younger. But she wasn’t as beautiful as Mia and had a more low-key personality, so she didn’t receive much strong rejection.

"I never expected any rewards. I just want to do my job well and be a respected teacher like you," Mia said, her eyes still teary. "I love teaching, but I didn’t realize being a good teacher would be so hard. I don’t know what keeps me going."

"Mia, I’m not as good as you think. I’m not a good teacher," Camila said, blushing with shame. "I know you won’t believe me, but I never intended to seduce Kevin. That night, I don’t know what came over me. It was like I was possessed and unable to control myself. When I came to my senses, it was too late. I’ve tried to keep my distance from Kevin, but he’s strong-willed and bold. I can’t control him. I really regret taking that step."

"Camila, I understand," Mia sighed, thinking of Kevin’s bright smile. "Kevin has many good qualities. He’s kind, determined, and willing to correct his mistakes. Honestly, I used to dislike him, but now I think he’s a good guy. He’s better than some adults, and he’s very handsome and tall. It’s not surprising you’d be attracted to him. Sometimes I also..." She trailed off, realizing she had said too much.

Camila looked shocked, pointing at Mia, and said, "Mia, don’t tell me you and Kevin have slept together, too."

It explained why Mia had been probing about her relationship with Kevin and had gone to see him today before coming to confront her. It seemed Mia was competing with her for Kevin. Camila felt a strange sense of relief. If even the proud Mia had fallen for Kevin, then her affair with him didn’t seem as shameful.

"Camila, how can you say that?" Mia’s face turned crimson, her beauty even more striking. She quickly defended herself and said, "I have never slept with him. But I do care about him."

"She does care about him?" Camila thought.

Would a young, beautiful female teacher care about a male student from another class for no reason, especially when her husband wasn’t around? Camila didn’t believe Mia’s words but chose not to expose her lies. Sometimes, it was better to feign ignorance. Since both she and Mia liked the same man, admitting it would only make things difficult in the future.

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