When I was eighteen, I met my father Grayson Cameron’s student Bennett Brooks, and we had our first intimate encounter.
We’ve been together for ten years. This marks my ninety-ninth time hoping to marry him.
But just then, I overheard his conversation with a colleague.
The colleague asked: "Bennett, that girl is already twenty-eight. Don’t you plan on taking responsibility for her?"
Bennett replied coldly: "There’s a ten-year age gap between us. I’m just following Grayson’s wishes to look after her a bit more. I don’t have any other feelings for her."
Not long after, he got engaged to a girl around my age.
This time, I won’t cause a scene.
From several candidates, I drew lots and selected Aiden Hunter, a teacher at the academy, and quickly set a wedding date.
On my wedding day, the usually composed Professor Bennett actually burst into the ceremony, begging me not to marry Aiden.
