All Chapters of FAKING IT WITH THE PROFESSOR: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Shanon stared at Anthony without blinking with a sharp frown and lips half parted in disbelief. She thought she had just heard one of the most unfunny jokes of all time.“You're not a murderer, Anthony.”“That's the truth. You wanted to know the reason behind my excessive paranoia, and I just told you why.”Shanon still didn't believe Anthony's words. She shook her head violently and pulled Anthony's arm to look at her.“Look at me. Look me in the eye and tell me the truth.”"I killed her."Shanon tried to look for lies in Anthony's dim blue eyes. But damn, she couldn't figure out the lie. Shanon gulped nervously as worry after worry began to creep up the back of her neck.“I still don't believe it. We have lived together for three months. I have never seen you do anything bad to me.”Anthony chuckled sarcastically. “You forgot your battered face? And don't forget the other

Anthony put the blue folder on the table and glanced at his watch once again. Five minutes before seven. He tried to calm his worries because Shanon had not appeared at La Guardia. A waiter had just offered Anthony to pour wine into his glass. But Anthony rejected him with a firm shake of his head and sent him back to the kitchen.Anthony wouldn't have started that dinner without Shanon. That night was special for him. Anthony couldn't wait to see Shanon's reaction that he had a new proposition that would be more beneficial to both parties. Anthony had also prepared a gift which he kept in his jacket pocket. He wanted to repay Shanon's kindness all this time with something special. A diamond, of which there were only five in the world, was the perfect gift to describe Shanon as a whole. She was a precious and very rare woman. There was no woman who had toughness and tenderness in one package like Shanon.“Sir, would you like some wine poured?”Anthon

“I hurt her.”Anthony sat face to face with Doctor Jarvis Orwell in his very quiet and clean room. He had been Anthony's therapist since Anthony experienced emotional shock after the death of his parents. It was his grandfather who took Anthony to see a psychiatrist because he saw signs of mental instability in his grandson after Anthony experienced a series of unpleasant events.“What exactly are you doing?”“I slapped her.”The old man, around sixty years old, listened to the story attentively. Occasionally he would scribble in his little book and throw some questions at Anthony to fill in his story which had too many holes. "Physical abuse. Was she seriously injured and had to be hospitalized after you slapped her?”“No. But, every physical abuse I have done will leave scars. Both in her heart and on her skin.”“It's been a long time since you came to have a therapy

“What's wrong with your face? Why are you frowning like that?”“Nothing. I'm reading a novel, Ave.”Shanon lowered the book from her face. She looked across the room, where her sister was doing physiotherapy to train her leg muscles that had not been used for walking for a long time. Avery occasionally winced in pain when her therapist told her to step on a plank.“I see you're not really focused on your book.”“You turned into a psychic after waking up from a coma, huh?”Ms. Betty, the therapist, giggled as she guided Avery to take one more step towards the finish line.“I know everything about you, my dear sister. Your face is like an open book.”"Uh, impressive," Shanon rolled her eyes lazily at Avery, who was mocking her.“Ms. Betty, can I go back to my room? I think my leg muscles have turned to jelly.”"Okay. We'll continue again tomorrow at te

Just as Jordyn looked back, a fist flew straight at his chin. Shanon screamed loudly, seeing Jordyn slumped on the floor and groaning in pain.“Keep your damn hands off her.”Anthony's gaze turned to Shanon, who looked very shocked by what had just happened before her eyes. Anthony grabbed Shanon's wrist roughly and dragged her away from the bar.“You're crossing your limits, Shanon. Go home right now."“What are you doing? Let me go. Jordyn, help me!”“Shanon.”Anthony ignored Shanon's screams and her attempts to get away from him. He continued to drag Shanon out of the damn club, not caring that several of his students were there and were looking at him in surprise.“Let go of her.”“Mind your own business, Jordyn. Shanon has to go home.”“She came here with me. I'll take her home.”“No. I don’t believe you."“