My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 785

Chapter 785Patrick was in a bad mood.He walked into the grade leader's office to get the information. Although he was as silent as usual,the teachers in the office could still feel that he seemed to be in a particularly bad mood today.At first, everyone had different opinions about the new teacher and guessed that he should be arelative of the leader.Seeing that he was so young and had no experience in teaching, they all had grievances under thetable. Moreover, the newcomer did not team up with them, nor did he know how to address themin the workplace. The old teacher deliberately made things difficult for him, so even the excellentteacher who had been teaching for more than 20 years was scolded by the principal. Since then, noone dared to provoke Mark again.The director secretly went to replace out the news but failed. All he knew was that Mark was not arelative of the leader.The school leader even gave him a private office.He was a psychology teacher in grade three. There wasn't this course in grade three. He only tookone class a week and often skipped class. How could he own a private office?However, the teachers did not dare to be dissatisfied. Instead, they kept a distance from Mark.Patrick was antisocial. If he suddenly felt that he didn't want to come to class, he would callsomeone to replace him. For example, last week, he went back to the Hopkin's family in A city.He had been fiddling in the Hopkins family kitchen for seven days and almost burned it down.What he cooked was hardly presentable, Just now, he saw the students gathered together andlaughed. The box of sushi rolls was so beautiful.uveautiful.Patrick sulked.He didn't know what he was being stubborn about. He had to make something better than that boxof sushi rolls.“Mark, there is a dinner party after school this afternoon. Do you want to come with us...”Just as Patrick was about to leave the big office with the documents, a shy voice called out frombehind.Patrick turned his head. The female teacher in front of him was very young. She had straight blackhair to her shoulders and neat bangs. Her eyes were clean and bright, and her face was delicate. Shewas very pure and gentle, similar to his sister Brianna.Somehow, he stared at the female teacher for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.Seeing him looking at herself, the teacher blushed slightly and asked shyly, “Do you want to havedinner with us and meet more people...”"Have a good time,” Patrick finally declined.Without saying more to her, he went back to his own private office.Pure and quiet?Generous and decent?Distinctive, flamboyant?Patrick walked slowly in the corridor with a document in his hand, a little confused and angry.Although he had no experience in a relationship, he could easily see the feelings of love in awoman's eyes. Women varied.Why did he want her?The more Patrick thought about it, the darker his face became. Was it because he was completelyignored by her that he wanted to conquer her?He was not such a boring person.She wasn't playing hard to get.Patrick never did anything stupid on the spur of the moment. There must be a reason for him to dosomething after careful consideration.But he couldn't figure it out.In the past, he hated cooking the most.Everyone has their own strengths. It was unlikely one could do anything. No matter what top-notchdelicacies, Chinese food, or western food, as long as he wanted, he could get it. There was no needto waste his time in that smoky place.Even for Charles, a real one for flirting with girls, he would definitely think it was stupid.What on earth was he being stubborn about?Patrick was upset and he began to prepare for the afternoon lesson. He felt that what he was doingwas extremely stupid. The thought of leaving here and returning to where he originally belongedflashed through his mind.This afternoon, Patrick came to the classroom with a cold aura.As usual, there were more than 200 students in the multimedia classroom. They were all dressed inblue uniforms. The school rules did not allow people to dye their hair. There were black heads underthe stage. At first glance, they could not be distinguished.Patrick didn’t have much enthusiasm for teaching. Today, he even omitted the previous roll call. Thestudents below the stage were a little disappointed, especially the girls. When the teacher calledtheir names, they felt the leap of their heart with excitement.Patrick simply wrote today’s psychological theme, intimacy, on the blackboardHis eyes were fixed on the computer screen, and his voice was a little cold. “In psychology, there aresix characteristics of intimacy: understanding, care, dependence, tacit understanding, trust,commitment...”The projector played detailed explanations of the teaching contents.Patrick's class was really dull without rising and falling. It was as if he was reading aloud. His voicewas very pleasant, but it always evoked visions.“Teacher, I have a question!”A bold female student raised her hand high with a confident smile on her face and was eager tospeak."What's the question?”Patrick looked up at the girl and asked simply.The girl was very excited. She immediately stood up straight and asked in a bright voice. “Ifsomeone wants to form a close relationship with others, what is the first step...”"Get to know each other first.” Before she could finish the question, Patrick answered.His voice was full of reproach for the student who failed to listen carefully. “Okay, thank you.’ Thestudents were not discouraged. She seemed to be very satisfied with such a simple conversation.TeachertTeacher, I have a question tool”The atmosphere in this class suddenly became lively. The students raised their hands veryenthusiastically. In the first few classes, everyone was obedient, not daring to say a word. Nowsomeone was making a start so they all wanted to have a tryPatrick frowned. He thought it was notay.There was another person in the class who thought it was too noisy. Christina had been sleepingsoundly in the corner of the last row. She looked up in confusion and saw that the students aroundher seemed to be crazy and excited. Why did they all raise their hands as if they could get money?The moment Christina looked up from the desk, Patrick on the podium saw her.Patrick was taken aback.A hint of astonishment flashed through his usually deep and complicated eyes. How could she behere?She had been skipping his class and looking for others to replace her.Compared to the active students around her, Christina was sleepy. She quickly confirmed that therewas nothing wrong. She was relieved and lay back on the table, ready to continue sleeping throughthis boring lesson.She had planned to sneak back to the dormitory to catch up on her sleep, but recently, RA had beenstrict. Anyway, it was neglected to sleep in the big classroom of more than 200 people.“Christina!” She was no luckier.The classroom quieted down.They didn't know why Mark suddenly called Christina. Everyone looked back and forth between theteacher with a complicated face on the stage and the girl who was obviously sleeping in the lastrow.This girl actually slept in teacher Mark's class. How disrespectful!Christina was sleep-deprived. She had to work hard to do her exams, and she had to work the nightshift at the milk tea shop. In addition, she had eaten too much at noon today. Now her mind wasmessy, and she could not feel the sharp eyes around her.Chad, who was sitting next to her, gently pushed her. “Senior, the teacher is calling you.”Only then did Christina stand up, the line of sight indistinct. Everything was blurred, including theteacher on the stage.“Christina, come to my office.” The voice was cold, commanding, and irresistible.If it was someone else, they might be afraid and look at the teacher in panic.However, Christina had been in and out of the principal's office many times. At most, she would bescolded, and it was no big deal for her.Under all the students’ gaze, she still lowered her head and followed the male teacher in front of herout of the classroom, sleepy and slow.Chad subconsciously wanted to pull her. “Senior.”The teacher obviously called her to the office to scold her. Chad had no right to stop her and couldonly watch her walk out.Even May and Crystal were a little worried. Mark was always cold. This time, it boded evil forChristina.

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