All Chapters of Tangled Desire: My Daddy, My Professor: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Tessa I stood there, my heart racing as I faced Liam. The anger in his eyes felt like a storm, and I could barely breathe. "I didn't poison Leah!" I shouted, my voice shaking. "She called me when she got sick! You can't seriously think I would do something like that!"Liam's face was cold, his disbelief cutting deep. "Prove it," he said, crossing his arms. "You were the last one with her. You need to show me that you didn't do this."I fumbled for my phone, my hands trembling as I pulled up the chat with Leah. "Look! She messaged me just before she got sick. She was asking for help!" I held the phone out to him, desperate for him to see the truth.Liam glanced at the screen but then shook his head. "This doesn't mean anything. You could have staged this. You could have poisoned her and then acted like you were trying to help.""Staged it? Are you serious?" I felt a surge of frustration. "I rushed her to the hospital because I was scared! I thought she was going to die!""Then why is

TessaI sat on the cold, hard bench in my prison cell, tears streaming down my cheeks. I never thought a simple favor would land me here, but life had a funny way of twisting things. I felt the weight of my choices, heavy and suffocating. All I wanted was to help someone, but now I was paying the price.The sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway, and my heart raced. I looked up to see my mother, Mila, Carter, and Samuel approaching. Relief washed over me at the sight of them, but it was quickly overshadowed by sadness. I wanted to be strong, but the tears wouldn't stop.Mila rushed to me, her arms wrapping around me tightly. I could feel her warmth, her love, and it made my heart ache even more. I hugged her back, trying to find comfort in her embrace. "I'm okay, really, Mom, I am fine," I said, but my voice wavered. "This is just what my help got me into."Mila pulled back, her eyes searching my face. "Tessa, I'm so sorry. I didn't want this for you." Her voice was soft, filled wit

TessaToday had finally come, and I was released from detention. I was a little annoyed that Carter had gotten involved in this, as I had planned to stay angry at him until I could finally forgive him.He drove to the front of the house and packed the car. I tried opening the door, but it was locked. I stared at him through the rearview mirror, and he stared back, a sigh falling from his lips."What are you doing?" I asked, not understanding why he had closed the door."I've told you sorry multiple times; are you still angry at me?" he asked, concern etched on his face."I'm not angry; I just need some breathing space," I replied.His gaze fell, as if he wasn't expecting that from me. "I need to rest; you know how hard it's been for me the last few days?" I asked, trying to open the door, which finally opened.I got out of his car and went inside the house, only to be welcomed by different aromas swirling in the air."Mum!" I screamed happily, rushing toward her. She was standing besi

TessaIt was Monday morning. I had tried to take Tessa along, but she'd acted stubborn and pretended like she hadn't seen me honking behind her. I traced her until she stopped a taxi and entered the cab. After some minutes of driving, I got to the school and parked in the parking lot.I had planned on not talking to anyone until I went back home, but with the woman right in front of me, it was a no to my plan."Good morning, Mr. Carter," Jessica greeted, walking to stand in front of me."Good morning," I replied simply, knowing fully that the greeting could never be the end of our conversation."Are you trying to ignore me?" she asked while following me.I held my suitcase, not going to spare her any of my time unless she was talking while she followed me."I'm not trying to ignore you; I have a lecture by 9 AM, and this is almost 9," I replied, not staring at her."Oh, at least you can spare me a minute, if not," she wouldn't back off, and I could hear her footsteps echoing beside me

TessaAfter getting hold of Mum's pleading, I went into my room. The tight leggings I wore were really suffocating me; this was one of the reasons why I hated wearing tight clothes.I took off the clothes, rushing to the bathroom to take a quick shower so I could rest. My mind reeled around the trip; for real, the trip would have boosted my energy by now, but the fact that Carter was involved weakened my enthusiasm. If only the trip was hosted by another lecturer, I'd have been thrilled to go.I went inside my room to change into a nightgown before falling heavily onto the couch.It wasn't like I hated Carter now or truly wanted to break off our relationship, but I just wanted to see how far he would go to suppress my anger.My phone beeped, and I realized the message was from Leah. I missed receiving messages and chatting with her.I lay comfortably on the bed, replying to her text. I knew she had something to say immediately she messaged me."Are you going to the trip?" her message