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The Secret Life of Being My Professor's Maid 13 - Breaking the Silence
ERA'S POV "Are you upset with me?" A brisk exchange of words. He wants that, and that is exactly what we will provide him. It's fine if he doesn't respond right away. I'm powerless to do anything. But f*ck this, what is it about him that is so mysterious? It took him a few seconds to regain his speech. The expression on his face suggested that he was still considering his next words before saying them. It appears that he will find a way to 'play it safe' in order to avoid accusations. "Hey, Sir. I don't want to shed any more tears. I'm getting a little tired. As a result of you, I'm getting tired of academics, I'm getting tired of this place, and I'm getting tired mentally as well. Sir, I'm not sure where I should put myself right now. You hugged me yesterday because you were trying to keep me calm, and now you appear to be punishing me because you didn't like what I did to you a little earlier. So, what exactly is it, Sir?" He was unable to respond. He seemed surprised by what
The Secret Life of Being My Professor's Maid 14 - Unusual Yet Usual Date
ERA’S POV “Sir! Dinner is on the table!" I could hear the crackle as it made its way into the kitchen. W- Why is he dressed like he's going out? "After we finish eating, let's go see a movie." “Sir? Please have mercy on me! I have a class scheduled for tomorrow—" "I have seen you don't have any classes tomorrow. Because they are attending a seminar, not all of your professors will be available tomorrow. And anyway, there are only two subjects. Watch to see if they text you later on." Oh, my goodness. He's already seen my schedule, so he should put his in the refrigerator as well, right? What is it about this situation that is so unfair? My phone buzzed, and I believe he was aware of it because he points it at me. Shoot. My two professors have already texted me about their seminar. Of course, he insisted on my dressing up. And the bastard was just sitting in the living room, watching television, waiting for me. "Sir, we can watch television in this room—" “No. "I'd like to set
The Secret Life of Being My Professor's Maid 15 - Awkwardness
ERA’S POV"Sir... are we dating right now?""Yeah. I'm doing it because I want to.""Do you really like me?"I'm well aware that my face is already too thick to say that to him. Let's just go ahead and do it this way. It's fine to engage in filthy behavior. That was a nickname I used to go by. Not everything can be learned solely within the four walls of your home. There is still a school and friends to keep you company.I don't have any real friends.“Yeah! From the time we were children, I have liked you.""Perhaps it's just plain lust, Sir—"“Mind you, Era. You are no longer a minor. We can get married now,” he pointed out to me the beer he was drinking. Tsk. He obviously likes the intestines."Getting married?! But I don't like you in the least. In addition, I had no idea whether or not we were childhood friends. How am I supposed to know if that is true?""Era, we have been engaged for a very long time. When you found out that we were moving because I was going to the United Sta
The Secret Life of Being My Professor's Maid 1 - The Way He Approached Me
ERA’S POVI didn't get any sleep last night. With such a wheeze and strong cough, my father was rushed to the hospital. His pneumonia is worsening, and he is being treated as of this moment. It happened around one o'clock in the morning while I was sleeping on the sofa. It's certainly upsetting that I can't do anything."Look at Era, she's acting like a fool yet once again!"I only offered Fina a small smile. I'm afraid I won't be able to depict my face in front of them. Ugh. I'm ugly, and I'm even more so."I'm just exhausted. I want to sleep.""Have you reviewed Principles yet?" Isa's expression was determined to annoy me, and her tone was distinct from mine. Oh, my freaking god—"Wait, we have a quiz right now?"“Oh! Wow! She truly has no idea! Poor you!”I'm such a moron for forgetting that! Also, I'm not sure about the quiz. To think about it, I'm the president of our block. Crad, Fina, and Isa just laugh at me. What the actual hell? What time is it?! I'm hoping our professor is
The Secret Life of Being My Professor's Maid 2 - His Weird Offer
ERA'S POV“I suffocate when there are a lot of people. I personally would like to thank the designer of your classrooms because the student's area is a bit far from the instructor's platform.”Is he venting to me?! Come on, why me?! I'm just his student, right? This is something he should say to his colleagues, not to his mere student! Isn't it frustrating?“How ‘bout you? I notice you don’t belong to your group.”I stopped eating rice. That's right. Why does he know that? That's a cruel secret for me. Why does he seem to understand how I feel?“Sir? What prompted you to invite me? You can invite your co-faculties—"“Me as well. I don’t belong to the group.”His delivery was sluggish. Playing with food and such with his disappointed eyes. I still want to ask some questions and criticize his situation but I also seem to be the reason why he is like this."I'm sorry, I even mentioned that to you," I softly uttered.“No, it’s fine. Besides we’re on the same ship so we’re calling it quits
The Secret Life of Being My Professor's Maid 3 - The Desire
ERA’S POVI knocked on the door first before entering. At first, I only saw a lab coat hanging. But when I walked in, I saw Sir writing on his table. Ugh! Why do I keep running into him today?!“Miss Ponciano? Is your class finished? Let’s go—"Wow. Why is he in a hurry?“N- Not yet! I'm just looking for... Ma'am Can. She is not yet in the lab. She’s our professor for today.”“I think she is in a meeting today. I didn't tell you earlier, sorry. Just get your classmates’ signatures then you are free to go.”He handed me an attendance sheet. Perhaps he didn't intend to touch my hand but... there was still a startling jolt. Maybe the current in my body is just really strong. It's still early in the morning for this, Era.But why haven't the other people I've touched before had such a strong impact on me? Why only on him?“Just go to the parking lot. I’ll wait you there—"“Sir... are you really sure of what you are about to do? Aren’t you just going crazy or what? Because it's like punchi
The Secret Life of Being My Professor's Maid 4 - New Home
ERA’S POV“D- Dad, this is Sir Mikhail. He is my professor. Is Mom here?”I let Sir in, while Dad just gaped looking at him. What's going on inside Dad's head? Hold on! Shouldn't that be the question I'm asking myself?! Why do I have my professor in our house?!I casually sat on the sofa while removing foot socks and shoes. Sir Mikhail just smiled politely as he sits across from me. And to our surprise, our dapple dachshund Tisoy hugged Sir, kissing him and gently wagging his tail. Wow. Tisoy, does he appear to be your owner?“W- What can we do for you, Sir? Did my Era do anything?”Dad handed him a glass of cold water. Mom was just leaning against the table. My parents began to exchange glances as Sir Mik drinks their offer because they were already thinking something. They're having a telepathic discussion. I exhaled a sigh. God, this is such a nuisance for me.“Is she being suspended, Sir? Or getting expelled?!”I let out a sigh as I locked my gaze on Mom. She's overreacting alread
The Secret Life of Being My Professor's Maid 5 - Frustration at its Finest
ERA’S POV“So, rather than being angry with your professor, thank him instead."To be honest, that's not what I expected my parents to tell me. I just don't understand why it's like they're just giving me away like I'm a cat being strayed into a corner or being thrown in the trash. I can't imagine why they even seem to have turned their backs on me. When it is solely due to financial problems. I just can't believe it.I just sat quietly in the passenger’s seat. He was still eating a lollipop he had bought from our very own gossiper Aling Puring, listening to pop music, tapping his thigh to the beat with his hand. I try not to cry next to his presence, but my teardrops are rolling from down my cheeks. So, I just looked out the window.“I didn’t buy you, and they didn’t sell you to me. Stop contemplating things,” he comforted me, but his words were nonchalant. Will I be happy with his comfort? Because it sounded like it's out from the nostrils.We came to a halt in front of a fairly lar
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