Secretly Married To My Professor - Chapter 83

All throughout the ride, Ayesha was in deep thought. She was remembering the face of the man whom she wanted to see for the past eight years.

”That was him, I’m sure of it.” Ayesha murmured as she bit her nail in frustration.

Her mind is in mess right now. She had so many unanswered questions that need some answer and only that man she saw earlier could answer her. If only she had the means or anything she could use to find him.

“Young Miss, are you really sure that it was your brother, young master Han?” Antonio, Ayesha’s personal driver asked.

When Spade was still alive, Antonio has been working with the Gonzales household. He was still in his twenties at that time.

“I’m really sure it was him. But there’s this unfamiliar feeling that I’ve been feeling when I looked at him, maybe because I have not seen him for so long.” Ayesha explained.

”You believe me right Uncle Antonio?” Ayesha asked without looking at her driver.

Antonio just looked at her with so much worry on his face. He treats the young lady as his own daughter since he never had the chance to get married.

When they arrived at the mansion, Ayesha immediately went out of the car living the desserts that she had bought from the cafe.

“Please cut some slices from the two flavoured cake and bring it to the young lady’s room.” Antonio asked a servant before parking the car to the parking lot.

Ayesha hurriedly went to her room and Aria who was eating got startled by the loud bang from the door.

“Hey! Are you okay?” Aria worriedly asked when she saw Ayesha’s facial expression. She looked anxious and confused.

“I saw him!” She uttered to Aria.

“I saw him standing on the opposite side of the street. He was staring at me. He was so thin and so weak-looking.” Ayesha uttered again and she began pacing back and forth.

“Who did you saw?” Aria asked curiously and she walked towards Ayesha who was already biting her nail.

She knew Ayesha’s mannerism whenever there is something bothering her. It’s like having an adrenaline rush.

“Hey, Ayesha! Calm down. Again who did you saw?” Aria asked again. She didn’t want to witness another episode of Ayesha fainting. It was also kinda an unforgettable experience on her part.

“Brother Spade. I saw him Aria!” Ayesha answered as she began to calm down.

“But he is already dead? You must have mistaken him for someone else.” Aria pulled Ayesha towards her bed.

“Are you still having nightmares? Answer me honestly.” Aria asked.

Ayesha just looked at her. Having doubts if she should tell Aria the truth or not.

“I still do have nightmares from that incident. I do have nightmares of me and Brother Spade.” Ayesha answered honestly. She was trembling.

“Maybe you just really have mistaken him for someone else. You just missed him that’s why you are seeing things.” Aria calmly said.

“We will tell Auntie and Uncle about what you saw earlier and about that nightmare of yours. You can’t just keep that as a secret to them.” Aria uttered.

“Now you calm down ’cause we still need to study for our exam tomorrow. Don’t let what you saw earlier be your distraction Ayesha.” Aria said again before going back to her place and she again started eating.

Ayesha laid down on her bed. She closed her eyes for a moment. She wishes to see her brother again.

That night, while they were eating, Ayesha just stayed quite. Aria kept on kicking her feet.

Aria cleared her throat to get the attention of the Gonzales couple.

“Aunti! Uncle! Ayesha has something to say.” Ayesha glared at her best friend.

“What is it?” Mrs. Zhou looked at Ayesha.

“I saw brother Han.” She blurted out.

The Gonzales couple looked at each other. “Did your brothers’ spirit appeared to you?” Mr. Zhou asked.

“No! I saw him! A real living person. I visited the cafe and I was waiting for my order outside when I saw him on the opposite side of the street. He was staring at me.” Ayesha narrated the scene that happened.

”Ayesha! You must have mistaken him for someone else. Your brother is long dead.” Mr. Zhou uttered.

“Maybe you’re just stressed out from your exams.” Mrs. Zhou said and asked the servant to brew some tea for Ayesha.

“I knew it! They won’t believe me.” Ayesha just sighed.

——

In the other part of the city, a man was throwing all the expensive things inside his office. He looks so angry because of the person who is standing not too far from him.

His plans where actually ruined by the person whom he saved from the incident eight years ago.

“I told you to stay still inside this house!” He shouted at the person who just looked at him with an unfazed and lifeless stare.

“But what did you do? You disobeyed my orders. You went out to look for her? And I’m even amazed by the fact that you instantly found her even though you were in a coma for eight years.” the man uttered again.

“Your secretary helped me to look for her.” The man just simply said.

“And you are not yet fully recovered.” he scolded him again.

“I told you that I’ll introduce you to her when the time comes and when you have recovered. You blew up all my plans because she already saw you.” The young man uttered again.

He pinched his nose in frustration.

“Don’t go outside without my permission and until I say so.” The man said and he strode towards a door connected to his office but before he entered he faced the man again.

“Mark my warnings to you, Spade Ezekiel Gonzales. I can take your life in an instant.” The man said in a cold voice and he went inside his room.

Spade just looked at him unfazed. Still wondering who the man is.

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