The boy in glasses didn't pay any attention to Sean's stern look. He kept saying, "Well, why don't you take off your sunglasses? Did you feel guilty about something? And why do you park your car right in front of the building? You have to be here to pick up Catherine."

Sean replied, "You seem to know a lot about reading minds."

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Catherine rolled her eyes and couldn't help feeling sorry for the glass boy.

"Everyone saw it. Guys, back me up."

"So what?"

"Catherine, shame on you! How could you show up in public so casually? Are you voted Miss Gorgeous or Miss Joke?"

Sean sneered and kicked the glass boy in his knees.

"Catherine, you told me a teacher could not be violent with his student. But that only counts when the bell for class rings."

"How could you kick me?" asked the glass boy.

"So what? You have to be taught a lesson."

Sean didn't break any sweat beating up the glass boy who wasn't able to fight back.

Catherine rubbed her temple to alleviate the pressure she was about to get from being asked to go to the counselor. Maybe the principal would intervene too. Sean has already beaten up her military instructor. Now he started to beat up a student. That was the textbook definition of a bully, Catherine wondered. Then she thought of how Sean was angry with her for throwing punches. He was also someone who liked to solve problems with fists.

"Sean, enough!" Catherine yelled, feeling upset since he didn't take her feeling into consideration.

Sean grabbed the glass boy by his collar, "Apologies."

"Why bother asking for him to say sorry? It won't be a genuine apology anyway. Forget it." said Catherine.

Sean rubbed her head gently as comfort, "I have a nice surprise for you."

"It has to wait till after school."

Although the bell has rung, nobody left attempting to watch how the show continued.

"It's okay. I don't mind if you are late for my class."

"Are you Professor Blair?" asked the class monitor in Catherine's class. He asked about uncertainty but was 80% sure it was Sean.

Sean smiled, "What do you think?"

His voice jogged the memory of students who went to his class. That explained why they felt familiar with him but couldn't be positive. This just seemed unbelievable.

Catherine glared at Sean, "Take off your sunglasses. Stop this cloak-and-dagger trick."

Sean did as he was told. He took off his glass, folded it, and put it in his pocket.

Catherine could hear gasping. They must be astounded. Some said, "Oh my God, it's really Professor Sean." At the same time, they had doubts. The bold guess formed: Could Professor Sean be the one that picked up Catherine in a luxurious car, had his photo taken, and mistaken as Catherine's sugar daddy?

If it was true, they knew how ludicrous this misunderstanding was.

"Is it fun?" asked Catherine. She sounded mad.

"Yeah. I like it."

"What you consider to be fun is a scare for me."

Sean said coldly and calmly, "How capable of you to spread made-up stuff about Catherine? I wonder if you have the balls to take the consequence."

Catherine shook her head, "The class will begin soon. As a teacher, you shouldn't be late."

"It's okay."

Sean looked around his students sternly. They got frightened and couldn't look up at Sean. They wished they could find a hole to bury their faces in.

They all assumed that Catherine was a gold digger and dated two men at the same time. Naturally, they felt sorry for Sean and tried to defend his honor. So they posted that Catherine cheated. But when the truth came out, they couldn't be more wrong. Being misled by the post was one thing. Some even spread the rumor and stained Catherine's name. She was not what she was accused of at all. No wonder neither Sean nor Catherine said anything. They must find the whole thing funny.

Whoever watched the show was intrigued by whoever was dedicated to the script. But it was a lie.

Catherine never cheated. The man who picked up Catherine was exactly Sean. On second thoughts, they were wondering how Sean could afford a luxurious car and designer suit on a professor's salary.

The glass boy couldn't be more humiliated. He finally knew what Sean kicked him for and why he insisted he apologized.

Sean said indifferently, "I have an announcement to make." Then he held Catherine's waist, looking down at her gently.

Catherine was surprised and confused. She tried to break free since it was a public location. But Sean held her tightly and said, "I know they assume I like you. Their assumption is right."

Catherine got shy. Her cheek got redder. Soon embarrassment was taken over by overwhelming joy. Her relationship with Sean was acknowledged.

Sean continued, "More than that, she's my fiancee. So whatever dirty thoughts you have about her or me, I suggest you put those away."

So it was nothing that Sean lived with Catherine. The fiancee meant wife in the future. That was what legal status Catherine assumed. She was never some man's mistress.

"I'm sorry, Professor Sean," the glass boy said. He realized what a mistake he made and deserved the beating. And he decided to do the honorable thing to offer Catherine his apology. It was genuine and honest. They could no longer see contempt on his face.

They were so wrong about Sean and Catherine. Now they hoped Sean could be generous to forgive their ignorance.

Sean said, "Okay, I forgive you. That's it. Go to class."

Then everyone left.

Catherine said, "So now everyone knows."

"It's just a matter of time. And I want them to know," Sean said as he looked at Catherine.

When she was 20, he could take her to the city hall to legally get married.

"I like to say you're my boyfriend too. But isn't it high profile?" asked Catherine.

"I have to get our relationship out to shut some people up."

"What do you mean?" asked Catherine.

"We'll discuss this after school," said Sean.

In the very evening, a lot of students saw Catherine get in Sean's car.