Sophie’s POV
“What about this one? Can you answer this one?” Lance asked me while pointing to a certain part of the book that we were using to study.
I actually finished studying all the topics last night, but of course, since we badly need to make Vincent jealous, I'll pretend like I don’t really know anything.
“No, I actually don’t know how to answer that yet…” I said while scratching the back of my head, trying hard to act cute.
“Really? Then let me just teach you.”
“Thank you!”
Lance intentionally leaned closer to me while explaining the problem in the book. I also leaned closer which caused our faces to almost touch each other. I could feel Vincent’s glare from the other table.
“This is how you do this, okay? You just have to divide it here, then multiply it by its quotient.”
“S-Sorry? Can you repeat that again? I didn’t quite understand it.” I said while pouting at him.
Lance laughed then he pinched both of my cheeks. “You really are so cute, Sophie~”
And that made Vincent stood up. Lance and I looked at him. He was glaring at us with his arms folded over his chest. “What the hell do you guys think you’re doing?”
“Huh?”
“Lance, is that how you really treat your student? Do you really have to touch her like that? As far as I know, you’re not allowed to touch your student, right?” Vincent said.
I could sense that Lance was just holding back his laughter as he spoke. “W-Well, yeah.”
“Then why are you touching Sophie?”
“Huh? You mean why I pinched her cheeks? Oh, I’m sorry. I just find her really adorable that’s why I unconsciously did that. I didn’t really mean to touch her in a malicious way.”
“It’s alright. Lance is my friend too and pinching my cheeks means nothing anyway.”
Vincent heaved a sigh as if he realized my point. “Fine. Go ahead and continue what you’re doing. I swear I’m not going to interrupt you, just make it quick.”
“Thanks.”
Then Lance and I started acting again. We kept on acting so flirty with each other which obviously irritates Vincent but we just continue doing it anyway. I could see that he was just holding back even though he badly wanted to interrupt us.
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“Bye, Lance! Thank you for helping me out today. I really learned a lot because of how good you are! By the way, you can come here anytime you want, okay? Just tell me and I’m more than willing to cook something for you.” I intentionally made my voice louder just so Vincent would be able to hear it.
Lance smiled at me. “Really? Then I should go here more often.”
“Yeah, I think you should go here more often since I’m always alone here.”
“Is that so? Then I might really go here.”
“You are more than welcome, you know.”
Lance and I just waved goodbye to each other before he finally left.
I smiled as I stepped inside the mansion again. I could still recall how Vincent looked while I was flirting with Lance. He really looked jealous.
“Sophie.”
Vincent was standing by the doorway, with his arms folded while looking at me intently.
“V-Vincent. L-Lance already left, he said he will come back here.”
“Do you still like my brother?”
I looked at him with wrinkled brows. “W-What?”
“You like him, right? You still like him?”
“What If I do? Will you get mad at me?”
He didn’t speak for a while. He just stared at me then after few seconds he finally spoke. “I won’t. I just don’t like it when you’re flirting with him in front of me.”
“Are you jealous?”
“Huh?”
“I-I mean, that’s why you don’t want to see me flirting with him, right? Because you feel jealous.” I almost smiled while I was saying that.
Vincent shrugged wearing no emotion on his face. “I’m not. I just don’t like the fact that you are allowing another man to touch the parts of you that I already own. You can like him in any way you want. Just don’t do it in front of me.”
“Why, because it’s hurting your ego?”
“Yes.” He straightforwardly said.
I balled my hands into a fist. “That’s the most important thing to you, right? Your damn ego. What if I tell you not to flirt with Monica too because it’s also hurting my ego? Will you not flirt with her whenever I’m around?”
“Why are you suddenly bringing her up here? Don’t involve Monica here, Sophie. She knows nothing about it.”
I laughed sarcastically. “Oh, so you don’t want me to involve your ex. Oh well, she’s the most important to you anyway, while I’m just your wife who doesn’t have the right to be jealous and complain. I’m just a woman that you forced to marry just so you could move on from your ex!”
“I said fucking stop it, Sophie!” he growled at my face. “You told me you’re not jealous of her the last time that I asked you, right? Then why are you suddenly acting like this?”
“Because I am jealous! Are you happy now?! You know what? I hate you, Vincent. I really really hate you!” I yelled at his face before I finally ran away.