Reborn with My Genius Husband-Chapter 151: All Top Students Are Alike

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Chapter 151: Chapter 151: All Top Students Are Alike

Holly Winslow was a student in the advanced class, so Gabe Chaucer was naturally pleased to hear other teachers praise her. He chuckled and said, "It’s like they say, birds of a feather flock together."

"That’s true. Family background is a huge influence," another teacher chimed in.

They chuckled as they discussed the family influence on a couple dating too young, completely unaware that when they eventually found out the truth, none of them would be blameless.

...

It had been a few days since Zeke Zane had gamed with Anna Willow. At first, he thought she’d had her phone confiscated. But then he saw her log on several times, and every time he invited her to play, she refused.

He was getting a little bummed out. Finally, unable to hold back, he turned to Holly Winslow. "Ahem, cousin, why hasn’t your friend been gaming lately?"

Holly Winslow: "..."

’Just last night Anna Willow was telling me she was up gaming with Charles Langley until midnight.’

Feeling a little disloyal but wanting to give Zeke Zane a heads-up, she revealed Anna Willow’s puppy love secret. "She’s playing with her boyfriend."

’Boyfriend?’

Zeke Zane: "..."

His heart sank for some reason.

He wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words, so he just turned back around.

Holly Winslow touched the tip of her nose. ’Can’t blame me for being a bad friend. I already tried to set them up.’

’I just didn’t expect it to fail.’

She glanced at Mortimer Quincy, about to say something, but he cut her off in a low voice, "No ’what ifs’."

Mortimer Quincy knew his wife’s predictable thought process all too well. She was definitely about to ask what he would do if she were in Anna Willow’s situation.

Holly Winslow: "..."

’A married woman has absolutely no privacy.’

She huffed indignantly and denied it. "I wasn’t going to ask ’what if’! Stop being a mind reader. You’re leaving me with no secrets at all."

Hearing that word, Mortimer Quincy raised an eyebrow and reached out to pinch her cheek. "You want a secret? Tell me what it is, and I’ll do my best to grant it."

"It wouldn’t be a secret if I told you," Holly Winslow retorted, pinching him back without hesitation.

Zeke Zane had just turned around, intending to ask another question, when he saw this exchange. He was instantly hit with a double blow and quickly turned back.

Sensing his deskmate’s low mood, Pantheon poked Zeke Zane. "Yo, bro, what’s wrong?"

For some reason, Zeke Zane felt the urge to reply, ’My wife ran off with another man.’

He: "..."

"It’s nothing. Just leave me alone."

A moment later, he took out his phone and sent a message to Anna Willow: U there?

A minute or two passed before Anna Willow replied: Gaming. Wuts up?

Zeke Zane: With who?

Anna Willow: My boyfriend.

Zeke Zane was silent for a moment before typing: Let me join.

Anna Willow didn’t reply.

After finishing her worksheet, Holly Winslow pulled out her phone, planning to relax for a few minutes. That’s when she saw the messages Anna Willow had sent her over ten minutes ago.

Anna Willow: Holly, Holly, you there??

Zeke Zane just asked if I was on. I said I was gaming, he asked with who, I said my boyfriend, and he said ’let me join’.

Holly, what do you think he means by that?

Is he trying to butt in?

Holly Winslow choked on her own saliva. "..."

’He probably does want to butt in.’

She glanced at the "third party" in front of her, then replied to the message: So how are things with you and Charles Langley? She added a smirking emoji.

Anna Willow replied quickly: Don’t even ask. The school’s so strict. They even installed lights on the path below the classrooms, so we barely get to see each other. We just meet up to game every day.

His gaming skills are even worse than Zeke Zane’s.

It makes me want to break up with him every other minute.

Holly Winslow half-jokingly replied: Hahaha, then why didn’t you choose Zeke Zane? I thought you two had something going on before.

Anna Willow, frustrated: I don’t get the world of top students. He doesn’t have a single romantic bone in his body, which is not what I’m looking for in a boyfriend.

Holly Winslow: What’s wrong with a straightforward guy?

Anna Willow: Is your boyfriend straightforward? He looks like a schemer at first glance.

Holly Winslow: ...

Anna Willow added: It’s like they say, girls love a bad boy. It’s better to die for passion than to live without it.

Holly Winslow: ...

’Anna, if you put this much energy into studying, you might even take my boyfriend’s top spot.’

Anna Willow: Hahaha, you shouldn’t underestimate my power.

Holly Winslow probed: Anna, I have a feeling you’re going to end up with Zeke Zane.

Anna Willow was firm: You’re dreaming. Even if I break up with Charles Langley, it won’t be him.

Holly Winslow found this strange. A while ago, there were sparks between them. Why had it fizzled out so suddenly? Why? Didn’t you have a little crush on him before?

Anna Willow explained: All he ever wants to talk about is math. God knows the mere mention of math makes my vision go black.

Holly Winslow: ...

’No wonder it fizzled out. All they talked about was math.’

’I’d have lost interest too.’

’So all top students are like this. It’s a miracle any of them can find a girlfriend.’

In truth, Zeke Zane was completely misunderstood. He had only wanted to help Anna Willow after hearing she was struggling with math.

Zeke Zane was in low spirits all day. It wasn’t that he had any intense feelings for Anna Willow, but he did like her a little.

He just thought she was a really cute girl.

After Mortimer Quincy finished washing up and was about to get into bed, Zeke Zane called out to him. He fidgeted awkwardly. "Mortimer, uh, ahem, about that thing..."

"Report them." Mortimer Quincy knew what he was going to ask and tossed him two words to think about.

...

Anna Willow was reported for being in a relationship. Her teacher called her parents, and she received a stern lecture on the "joys" of puppy love.

Holly Winslow consoled the now single and recently scolded Anna Willow in their group chat: It’s okay. Once the school break starts, I’ll treat you guys to a day at the amusement park.

Anna Willow: I’m so bummed. Charles Langley and I didn’t even do anything! We haven’t even held hands, and someone reported us.

Fuck, which asshole did this?

Iris Kensington: Anna, don’t be sad. Once I find the culprit, I’m going to curse them out.

Anna Willow: I’m not heartbroken, really. It’s just that my first love ended just like that. What happened to my epic, earth-shattering romance?!

AHHH!! I was even planning to go out with Charles Langley during the break.

Holly Winslow: It doesn’t count as your first love if you never even held hands. Maybe your "Lord Lucas" is waiting for you after the college entrance exams.

Lord Lucas was the male lead from Anna Willow’s favorite novel—handsome, wealthy, and utterly devoted.

Anna Willow: Hahaha, now that’s what I like to hear, Holly.

Seeing that she was still capable of sending several emoji stickers, Holly Winslow felt a little less worried. It seemed her feelings for Charles Langley hadn’t grown that deep yet.

After putting down her phone, she leaned closer to Mortimer Quincy and eyed him suspiciously. "Was this your doing?"

Mortimer Quincy had already glanced at her phone screen. Ahem, checking up on her had become a habit.

He said flatly, "It had nothing to do with me."

’If it had nothing to do with him, then it had something to do with Zeke Zane. And if Zeke was involved, he definitely gave him the idea.’

Holly Winslow snorted in disbelief, pointing her index finger at him. "Don’t try to deny it. I see right through you."

’That scoundrel Mortimer Quincy was never a decent person. Back when they had briefly broken up, he came looking for her, but she’d stubbornly refused to open the door.’

’The shameless bastard told property management he was her husband and brought a locksmith to open her door.’

’To this day, she refused to recall the ugly sight of herself crying while eating instant noodles.’

’Ahem, she had been exhausted after a long day at work. She’d just wanted to eat some instant noodles before dealing with her and Mortimer Quincy’s issues.’

Mortimer Quincy raised an eyebrow. "If you see through me, then keep looking. If you can’t, we can go home, take our clothes off, and you can get a closer look."