Tame Me My Brother -in-Law

111. BULLIES CELINE’S POV When | entered the gate of the school, | could hear murmuring everywhere, and | could see that sof the students were looking in my direction. | expected this... so, | didn’t pay attention to them and continued walking to my destination.

“Take a look... that’s the mischievous sister from the Lauren family right there!” “No! She's officially Mrs. Anderson now...” ‘She probably got that title with her seductive looks. Who knows?” “Sssshh... keep your voice down. Don’t let her hear you...” As | walked down into the hallway, I could hear more and more people talking aboutbehind my back.

Every single group of young women would sca tter as soon as laid eyes on me, as if | were harboring ssort of infectious disease. | acted as though | couldn’t see or hear anything going o aroundand then went directly to the office without further ado.

The most important thing forto work on right now was boosting my academic performance. As a result of the fact that | will soon be graduating, | still had a lot of things to get ready.

1 didn’t waste any tand headed straight to the school office to pick up my schedule and books.

I went to hunt for my class, and as soon as | stepped inside, the students who had been chatting and laughing quickly becsilent.

I sat down at the empty desk at the back, and pulled out my textbook 175 from my bag to read.

“Hey! How could you be so shameless and steal your sister's fiancé? And how dare you still show your face in public, and manage to attend classes?” a girl with blonde hair asked as she slammed her palm on my desk with a banging sound.

raised my chin to look at her more closely.

She continued by extending her middle finger in a condescending manner while making the statement... “If | had you as my sister, | would have strangled you to death...

“You got that right! How dare you cto our class? What did you do to Brylee?” A girl with short dark hair and dark eyes cover.

I made the decision to pay them no attention and instead focused my attention on the book | was reading.

“Hey! She’s asking you a question!” The blonde girl pri ckedon the temple with her finger.

“Where’s Brylee?” I was aware that the other students in my class were looking at if we were putting on a show for them.

“Are you her minions?” | asked and they looked at each other, and that confirmed the answer to my inquiry. “So, you two are her followers...? Then, you ought to be aware of the reason why she has not been attending the class, right?” “What?” The young woman with the short hair exclaimed in a furious tone. “Who are you calling a follower? Who do you think you are? Yeah whoever you may be? If it weren't for Brylee... | don’t know how. you’d make it through life in New York! If | had the power to say so... the death of your mother was undoubtedly brought on by your intolerable arrogance!” The blonde responded with a “Yeah, right...” while smiling annoyingly atand tucking her hair behind her ear.

All of the other students remained silently seated in their respective seats as they observed the scene. They gave the impression of being from a rich family, which was plausible given the serious nature of this institution. The students at this institution cfrom wealthy backgrounds.

However, those two young ladies standing in front ofwere different. They wouldn’t let up until they sawbawling my eyes out and pleading with them to stop what they were doing.

I slammed shut the book | was reading as | plastered a smile on my lips and stood up from my seat.

“What did you say?” | asked. “I wasn’t able to hear you very well...” The young woman with the short hair slouched forward, pressing both palms firmly against the desk. “As | was saying, your mother passed away because...” 1 didn’t let her finish her sentence. Instantaneously, my hand sho and smacked her across the face with a firm blow..

“Ouch!” | muttered under my breath tically, as | gazed at t palm of my hand. “Your face is so thick that my palm got bruised “You....!” “Ssshhh!” | snorted as | placed my index finger on her lips. “Keep your voice down. Should my husband overhear you, I’m afraid that... he might do something you don’t like...” She was taken aback, and a look of terror spread across her face.

As | looked around the classroom, | could tell that everyone had been taken aback by what they had seen regarding my behavior.

“1 am well aware that none of you like me, but it is irrelevant to me, and it doesn’t affectin the least, because | do not require anyone’s approval in any capacity. But | would want to take this opportunity to tell you that | am now married to Sebastian Anderson, and that you have no doubt heard about the background of my husband...” 1 watched their reactions, and | noticed that sof them bowed their heads. This action indicated that they were paying attention to what | was saying. But others, including the two girls who had bulliedearlier, kept their heads held high and refused to lower their chins.

“] don’t care how you're going to talk aboutbehind my back; I’m only worried that those words will find their way into my husband’s ear and if it ends up involving anyone around here, that wouldn’t be very nice, would it?” After that, they began making eye contact with one another and exchanging looks. They are now conscious of the fact that my statements posed an indirect danger to them.

“1 don’t care-* “That’s enough!” The girl with the short hair was quickly halted by blonde girl. She signaled to her by shaking her head that she sho refrain from making any further comments.

“We'll see how long you’ll last...” she said instead, just before she shook her hand from the blonde girl’s grasp and returned to her seat.

After | made my speech, no one of them had the courage to bring up the topic again in front of me, despite the fact that everyone’s eyes were indicating displeasure.

The moment the bell rang, it was as if the students had all been let out of their cages at once, as they dashed out of the building.

I caught up on the classes | missed recently, and I also got the instructor to bringsold tests to study from. And by the t| had completed all of my work, there was not a single student remaining in the classroom.

1 was making my way down the hallway when | heard my phone ring inside the pocket of my jeans.

It was a message from my husband that read... “Wait forin front of the school gate, I'll be right there to pick you up...” I heaved a sigh as I stuffed my phone back into my pocket and started walking directly toward the exit of the school. However, | was taken aback when | saw a black SUV parked in front of it, and it h o nked as soon as | stepped out of the building.

1 didn’t waste any tand opened the door to the back passenger seat, and then | hopped inside.

“Let’s go...” | said in a relaxed tone as | sat down, and placed the backpack on my lap.

1 didn’t even bother to look at the person who was driving. Because | didn’t feel comfortable getting too close to him, | decided to sit here instead.

I waited with my eyes closed and my back arched back into the of my seat waiting for the car to start moving, but it didn’t.

“Celine...” | was startled when | heard a voice that was strangely familiar to me.

I immediately sat up straight and opened my eyes, only to be taken aback by the person | was seeing with my own eyes.