All Chapters of Falling For Her Playful Seduction: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter Ninety-One: I want To Talk To HerDiego's POV“Come on, you're not going to ask me here if you don't have a problem,” Hans told me. He's my friend, but we're absolutely different. He's a womanizer who enjoys bedding girls, but he's kind and friendly. You can count on him.“Is this because of a girl?” he asked. I drank the hard drink I ordered and nodded at him.“To be specific, your wife?” he added. I let out a heavy sigh while looking around. Some were dancing, kissing in the dark area, and flirting.She left. I woke up that day and didn’t see her in our room. I tried looking for her in the living area and the kitchen, but she wasn’t there.I thought maybe she was still mad. I don’t even know what to do. When I came back to my room, hoping she had just gone to the restroom, my gaze fell on the paper on the table beside the bed.I got curious. We had fought the night before. She told me that she loves me, and I didn’t know how to answer her. I had no idea I was hurting her.I

Chapter Ninety-Three: Ex-husband Samantha's POVI just sat in my chair without talking during his whole discussion. He's actually great at teaching. You can really understand his teaching strategy.I could also feel how Isabel tried to flirt with him. I can feel it, and I know what she's doing. Diego is just answering her questions as a teacher.After his class, I didn't dare to look at him. I'm mad at him. I didn't even raise my hand for recitation. I don't care if he gives me a failing grade."Even we didn't expect him to be the substitute teacher," Jane said while eating.I didn’t order food; I just took the box Nita prepared for me. I don't want to waste food.They’re talking about Diego. I'm confused about what happened to him and why he became a substitute teacher."Sorry, Sam. We wanted to tell you, but we were worried that you might ditch his subject," Anna said. I looked at her while eating."We really thought you already knew and didn't want to attend his class, but we were

Chapter Ninety-Five: None Of Your Business Samantha's POV "Have you seen Mr. Presley? He was talking to a woman earlier. They seemed to be having a great conversation. Don't you think he's already finding another woman?" Fiona’s gaze landed on me. They weren't murmuring; they were intentionally talking so loudly so I could hear it from the front. "I saw that too. I think Ms. Jana is the new teacher. They really look good together," Faith uttered. I just kept focusing on my phone. "Don't listen to them, Sam," Anna said behind me. I turned to her and smiled. "They're just messing around," Jane added. I smiled forcefully, trying to act normal. It wasn't new that someone would try to approach Diego. He's handsome, and everyone here seems to like him, even our professors. "Stop it, guys. It's better if Mr. Presley notices me. I'll make him happy. What do you think?" Isabel said. I tried to calm myself while listening to them.

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Serves You Right Samantha's POV It's been days since I last talked to Mom and Dad. I miss them. I sighed as I walked toward the library. It's actually our sports day, but I didn’t join any of the events. Maybe I’ll just spend the day here in the library. Since it was windy, Anna and Jane joined the volleyball game. Adrian is also practicing for tonight's game. He's been asking me to watch his game tonight, but I don’t think I can go. I’m actually not a fan of sports. I’m not a nerd; I just get tired easily with those kinds of activities. I opened the library door, and my gaze immediately went to two people talking inside. I lowered my head as I walked past them. They seemed to be talking seriously. I wanted to hear their conversation, but I chose to walk further away. Why are they here? They’re supposed to be on the field. My heart ached at the thought of how close they seemed. I bit my bottom lip,

Chapter Ninety-Nine: I'm Sorry, I'm Late Samantha's POV “Go, Adrian!” The girls cheered for him. We were sitting on the bench, watching his game. His gaze met mine, and he winked. “I think he really likes you,” Windy said, chuckling. After that annoying meeting in the guidance office, I was about to head home when Adrian stopped me. He was already in his jersey when he showed up, telling me he had a game tonight and asked me to come watch. I was about to decline, as I really just wanted to go home, but he kept insisting. So here I am, with my cousins and Windy, watching his game. He pointed at me, mouthing, “For you,” before sinking a three-point shot. Windy, Jane, and Anna screamed along with the other students as the ball swished through the hoop. “Go, Adrian! Go, Adrian!” The cheerleaders kept shouting. I chuckled at how silly he was being. “Damn, you just laughed,” Anna said, and the three of them stared at