My Tutor Is a Snake

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"I, I'm going to the bathroom!"

When I rushed out of the study in a panic, I vaguely heard Haward chuckle from behind me.

This person is truly... hypocritical!

After rushing into the bathroom, I kept splashing cold water on my face.

I looked into the mirror and saw a beautiful face, but it was flushed with anger at this time. The girl's eyes were misty, and her eyelashes were wet with tears. It looked like she had just been bullied.

I touched the back of my hand lightly. It reminded me of the coldness when Haward's fingers brushed against my skin, and I felt a chill running up my spine.

Haward had never said a harsh word to me, but he drove me crazy.

After reviewing the answers I randomly wrote down on the test paper, he sat beside me and patiently explained the questions.

He fixed his eyes on my face so he could quickly tell when I understood and was nodding perfunctorily.