I got married to my professor

A strong wind lifted the white curtain covering the large window in the room where Louisiana, or Siana, was situated. Following that, the sunlight streamed in, fully awakening her. Silence greeted Siana as she opened her eyes, only to be met by the white ceiling. She tried to survey the room, but all she saw was a small table next to her bed and a couch. There were no displays or decorations to make the room visually pleasing. She furrowed her brow slightly, and tears began to trickle down her cheeks. "Siana!" a voice suddenly emerged from the emptiness, and she shifted her gaze to the woman who had just entered. "Am I alive?" she asked herself more than anyone else. She had wished for death, and she had come very close to it, so how had she ended up living? "Lia..." she called out to the woman. She wanted to speak and say so many things, but her tears silenced her, and they caught in her throat. She attempted to move, but the pain became excruciating. Her entire body felt as if it were being crushed. Looking at herself, she noticed various machines and devices attached to her. She couldn't move her legs or hands; they seemed paralyzed. "I'll call the Doctor for you," Lia said before leaving to summon the doctor. Minutes later, a doctor and a nurse arrived, examining her condition. The doctor let out a sigh. "You need to rest for now. We'll conduct more tests tomorrow." "I've been resting for..." "A year," the doctor added, leaving Siana stunned. "You still need to rest. We'll run some tests again tomorrow." The doctor and nurse exited the room, leaving Siana with Lia, who was speechless. "Siana..." "A year? A whole year has passed, and I'm still alive?" she angrily asked herself. "Siana, about..." Siana abruptly stopped crying and realized several things. "Where is he?" she asked, her gaze fixed on Lia. Lia shifted her gaze and walked to the open window, unable to answer the question. "Rest and gain some strength. We'll wait for you in Sierra," Lia said seriously before leaving the room. Siana wanted to stop her friend from leaving but lacked the strength. She was now an invalid, unable to do much, including thinking clearly. "Ryou..." she whispered into the wind. She closed her eyes and reminisced about a time when everything had been normal.

--- (PROLOGUE) (np: "Too Good at Goodbyes" by Sam Smith) -- You must think that I'm stupid. You must think that I'm a fool. You must think that I'm new to this, But I have seen this all before. -- "One-sided love. How painful is that? When you love someone who doesn't love you back? When you're the only one who loves? -- I'm never gonna let you close to me. Even though you mean the most to me. 'Cause every time I open up, it hurts. So I'm never gonna get too close to you. -- "How painful is it to be ignored? How foolish is love? How painful is it to beg for their love? -- Every time you hurt me, the less that I cry. And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry. -- "No matter how much I plead, why is there still nothing? Why don't you want me? Why does it hurt? Why, even though I know what kind of person you are, is it still you? -- And every time you walk out, the less I love you. Baby, we don't stand a chance. It's sad, but it's true. I'm way too good at goodbyes. -- "Why is it you, CLICK SACHIE ZALANDOMEZ? Why is it you, PSYCHO KILLER?? WHY IS IT YOU?? I'm SHANARRA VHIETRIZE LEE, and this is my miserable story."

PROLOGUE "That boy is a monster!" "I saw how he broke the metal!" "I also saw how he ran so fast!" The people who surrounded a large mansion shouted. Inside the house is the crying girl with her parents. "Mommy, I didn't mean it!" Child denial. His mother caressed his white and pale skin. "Shh... I know that." "Vaira, we have to leave before the situation gets worse." His wife said seriously. The woman thought deeply. "I know where we're going to send him. He'll be safer there." The young Zephyrie looked at them silently. His physical appearance is different than normal children. apart from its pale skin, it also has white shoulder-length hair, red lips and mixed blue and red eyes. Strange. "We will send him to his grandmother and he will be admitted to a school run by his mother." The woman suggested to her husband who agreed. "At the school of his fellow vampires."

Prologue There are things in this world that we cannot see clearly. Sometimes they are just people's imaginations and you may only read about them in books. Hiding because they know people will not understand them when they see them. evil but sometimes does inexplicable good. Things that.... Things? They are not suitable, what am I saying? They are not compatible. But not human either. Not a vampire like Edward Cullen, and not a werewolf like Van Helsing. they're not like Harry Potter, they don't have a magic wand. They are not aliens with superpowers either, because they are not superheroes in the first place. Angel? Looks like an angel, yes. But in person, my grandmother's eyes are still vague. Well! What are they? They are called aLICHINO, and don't even know who and what they are. Just sleep or play play station. Or just go to Facebook and add your crush. when you come home at night from school or work, avoid dark places especially if you see suspicious people, especially if they are handsome. There is a right time for kalandian. Don't even stop by the Ministop to buy a Cornetto, just let it open. and above all, don't ask for anything from someone you don't know. What if he can bring back your dead Poodle. Everything has a price. Don't imitate my stupidity. This is a warning! love your precious life before somebody takes it from you, the way it almost did to me. Be curious on a right way or else there'll be a hell to pay.

Prologue "Mom, Dad, are you sending me away? Why are they packing my things? I thought that the reason why you want me to come back here? Because you want me to spend some time with you guys? then now what? Are you kicking me out?" They didn't pay attention to me, they just looked at our helpers who were putting my things in the car. Seriously? I hope I don't just go home here, I enjoyed New York as a model. I just went home yesterday because they sent me home and now this is going to happen? I looked at my brother as he was busy on his phone so I picked it up. "Brother, do you know what Mom and Dad are doing?" It looked at me bored." I don't know maybe they rejected you." he didn't want to answer. It's really ugly, as if it was conceived out of spite. "You never change! You are still so rude and mean!" I walked out. It's annoying that my sister and I don't really get along, which I think was conceived out of spite. I leave what happened to him why did he change? He wasn't like that to me before. "Where do you think you're goin'?" It calls to me. "In hell brother, in your kingdom. Want to come with me?" I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes at him. "Tsk!" I heard He said and continued with what he was doing on his cell phone. "Brute!" I said annoyed and walked away from him. "Cassandra, Diego get inside the car now!" Our good father shouted before I could get away. I went in and my brother son of satan also followed. I would like to ask where we are going or should I say where they will take me? But I just didn't do it because they wouldn't answer me either. We were silent the whole trip, I could feel the tension that something bad was going to happen that day. After a few hours of driving, our car stopped at a big house. It's beautiful, it's obviously brand new, are they going to let me live here? But why are there cars parked here? We went downstairs and I immediately looked around the house. After a while some helpers came out, they took my things and put them inside, I really don't know what was going through my parents' mind? Dad and Mom went in first, then me and my brother. I was amazed at how beautiful it was when we finally got inside the house. This is my dream house, this is the house I want when I have my own family. we were greeted by a couple about the same age as our parents, they said hello and Mom introduced us here. "This is Diego and Cassandra our children." Mom while smiling. We did the same. I was surprised when Mrs. Braganza suddenly touched my face. "You are really perfect for him." This surprised me. Perfect for him? Wait, I don't get it? I was about to ask when someone suddenly spoke behind us. "Sorry I'm late." Said the baritone voice. I turned around, I saw a very handsome man wearing an expensive tux. his like a Greek God with a very expressive silver eyes. When our gazes meet, it's like hypnotism, it's like his eyes have a spell that you can't look away from? and when he smiled, my heart suddenly beat faster. Shit what's wrong with you heart? just freaking calm down! "Oh my son is here, let's start this ceremony?" Mr. Braganza said. That brought me back to my senses and I just averted my eyes from him even though my cells in my body didn't want it. we all went to the dining area I was surprised that there were many different dishes of food served. While I was busy looking at the food served on the long table. My brother's son of satan smirked so I turned to him and gave him a questioning look. he raised an eyebrow and slapped his forehead when I didn't understand what he meant to convey to me. "Take your seat, hija." Mrs. kindly said. Braganza and that's when I noticed that I was still standing. I didn't even realize that they were all sitting down. I was about to sit down when I saw that there was no other seat except next to him. I smiled and sat next to the man with the beautiful eyes. I inhaled his fragrant masculine scent. His manly expensive cologne gives shivers down my spine. it doesn't hurt the nose, it's just good to smell it.... it's addictive. We ate in silence when Daddy spoke. I leave why I was nervous? "So as from now Cassandra? your staying here with Lyde Kenjun Braganza, its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife..."blah...blah..blah... I can't understand anything other than what Dad is saying, the only thing registered in my brain is Its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife Its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife Its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife Its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife Its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife "Its time to fulfill my responsibility his what-wife?

Prologue My hand was shaking as I left the bathroom. I hid the Pregnancy Test in the pocket of my pants before leaving the room. as usual, I'm the only one here in our huge house. I sat on the sofa and stopped the sobs that I had been holding in for a while. I took the pt out of my pocket and two red lines were revealed to me. *thud!* I immediately turned to face the door as it opened violently. My husband entered as if a woman was there. Nothing but its attachment. But in this household, I look like a fixture. "A-ahh Ki-Kione. A-you're here" I said and stood up. he just stared at me blankly and he moved his eyes to the girl with him. "Let's go babe. We're just wasting time to her" he said coldly and led the girl into his room. I immediately smiled brightly and wiped my runaway tears. I went to the garage and got into my car. I immediately turned it on and I just drove by drive. I want to go away especially now that we have children. I know he doesn't care about it. He despises me a lot. and I cannot bare to see my soon to be child being miserable because his/her dad hates his/her mom a lot. I don't want to hurt it. I'm a bitch, just don't let him.

"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"

For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."

For two years Caitlin quietly wore Isaac's ring, trying to melt the frost from his heart-until his first love returned, pregnant. Devastated and hiding her own pregnancy, Caitlin presented divorce papers. Isaac ripped them apart with a sneer, "Tired of your games already?" Later, Caitlin stormed back into the spotlight-a billionaire designer with endless admirers. Desperate, Isaac pinned her to the wall, pleading, "Honey, give me one more chance."

My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.

Two years ago, Nina married a man she had never met. She didn't know his name or his age; she knew nothing about this person she was married to. Their marriage was nothing more than a contract with conditions, and one of the clauses was that she should not sleep with another man. Yet, Nina lost her virginity to a stranger when she knocked at the wrong door one night. With the compensation she had to pay weighing her down, she decided to draw up a divorce agreement on her own. When she finally met her husband to hand over the papers, she was shocked to find that her husband was none other than the man she had “cheated” on him with!

"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!