Chapter 295: Chapter 305: But This Couple Is Just Too Sweet

They started listening to the lecture. The material in these two classes was a bit difficult, and Holly Winslow didn’t understand much. By the time they were over, she looked completely drained.

She mumbled quietly, "Honey, that was all Greek to me." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Amused, Mortimer Quincy let out a series of low chuckles. "Look at you, darling. So hopeless."

"You can ask your husband, you know. He knows the answers."

Holly Winslow’s eyes lit up. She blinked and said alluringly, "Honey, how about a study hall date?"

"So, are we going?"

The girl’s eyes sparkled as she blinked up at him. Mortimer Quincy, ’admitting to himself that he was no saint,’ leaned down and gave her a quick kiss. "We’re going."

There were still a few people leaving the classroom. Although it was unlikely anyone was paying attention to them, Holly Winslow blushed all the same. She shot Mortimer Quincy a glare and quickly strode out of the room.

Mortimer Quincy raised an eyebrow, picked up the books from his desk, and strode out after her.

They spent an hour or two in the library’s study hall.

After Mortimer Quincy quietly explained the problems, Holly Winslow began reviewing the solution process. Mortimer Quincy watched her for a minute or two before saying he was going to get a book and standing up to find one.

The finance books were in the very back. Two freshman girls were there browsing books when a shadow suddenly fell over them. They both looked up. The guy standing there was tall and statuesque, with a sharp profile.

’So handsome.’

The two of them kept glancing his way, exchanging excited looks. One whispered, "Oh my god, he’s so handsome."

"I think I’m in love."

It wouldn’t be long before they knew the feeling of heartbreak.

Mortimer Quincy paid them no mind—or if he did hear them, he chose to ignore it. His eyes remained fixed on the book titles, scanning from one row to the next.

The two girls, feigning nonchalance, followed him into the same aisle.

"You go ask for his number."

"I’m scared. You go."

"I’m scared too. You do it."

When Holly Winslow came over, she happened to witness her husband being admired. A mischievous glint in her eye, she walked over, pulled out her phone, tilted her head, and said with a sweet smile, "Excuse me, Senior, could I get your number?"

The hand Mortimer Quincy was using to hold a book froze for a second. A smirk played on his lips as he looked at her. In a devastatingly smooth, low voice, he said, "Wife, don’t mess around."

The two girls standing nearby froze. ’What? Wife?’

Catching sight of the two dumbfounded girls out of the corner of her eye, Holly Winslow had to suppress a grin. She whispered, "Honey, did you find your books?"

"Got them."

Mortimer Quincy took the two books he’d selected, then casually took Holly Winslow’s hand, and the two of them walked off under the stunned gazes of the two freshmen.

The two girls looked at each other. "..."

’He’s taken.’

’But they really are sickeningly sweet together.’

That night, Holly Winslow and Mortimer Quincy were trending on the school forums again, all because of a single photo taken of their backs in the library.

OP: Today, my roommate and I went to the library to check out some books and saw this really tall, handsome guy. Then this super pretty girl comes up to him and says, "Excuse me, Senior, could I get your number?"

!!!

And you know what the guy said?

He said, "Wife, don’t mess around."

His voice was to die for.

Help!! Does anyone know what department this couple is from? They’re so perfect, like characters straight out of a novel.

I’m totally shipping them.

Floor 1: OP is obviously a freshman. They’re our school’s resident power couple. Just search "power couple" on the forums and you’ll know who they are.

Floor 2: Damn, it’s the middle of the night and I’m still being served this public display of affection. I can’t take this anymore.

Some people’s love stories are just legendary.

Floor 3: The guy is Mortimer Quincy, a senior in the Finance Department, and the girl is Holly Winslow from the Math Department. You don’t even have to ship them; they’re already legally married.

Floor 4: Go look at the display boards outside the Finance and Math buildings. There are pictures of both of them.

Floor 5: Just imagining Mortimer Quincy saying "Wife, don’t mess around" is enough to get me pregnant. AHHHHHH!

Floor 6 replying to Floor 5: Don’t worry, you’re not getting pregnant, and even if you did, it wouldn’t be Mortimer Quincy’s.

Floor 5: ...

Floor 7: During the day, I felt like life was pretty good. Now, as a single person, I have a "for fuck’s sake" that I don’t know if I should say out loud.

Floor 8: I’m terrified that by the time they graduate, Holly Winslow will be pregnant. They’ll be a family of three, and I’ll still be single.

So depressing.

Floor 9: Am I the only one who thinks they’re total legends? Dating since high school and now they’re married. To be honest, I’ve already gone through three girlfriends in that time.

...

The people in question were completely unaware of the buzz on the forums. They were currently at a roadside stall by the school gate, eating barbecue.

Mortimer Quincy wasn’t a fan of street food stalls, so Holly Winslow only picked out a small amount.

This barbecue stall was the most popular one near campus, and it was still bustling with people. Some of them seemed to recognize Holly Winslow and Mortimer Quincy, occasionally glancing over at them.

The young man held his books while the young woman picked out skewers from the stall.

As luck would have it, Pantheon and his dorm mates came out for barbecue and spotted the couple. All of a sudden, Pantheon lost his appetite.

He just couldn’t stomach it anymore.

He said to his dorm mates, "I’m not eating. You guys go ahead."

His dorm mate thought he was acting strangely, giving him a look that said, ’Are you crazy?’ "Weren’t you the one who wanted to come out and eat? Why the change of heart?"

"I’m going to go eat with my girlfriend instead."

’Otherwise, I really won’t be able to eat this barbecue.’

Watching Pantheon’s retreating back, his dorm mates: "..."

’Son of a bitch,’ they thought.

The guy in the black sweatshirt squeezed out through clenched teeth, "If I ever come out with Pantheon again, I’m a freaking dog."

On his way, Pantheon had an idea. He pulled out his phone and called Zeke Zane. "Come get some barbecue. Old Man Chapman’s place."

Zeke Zane was just getting into bed. "Not unless you’re paying."

Pantheon readily agreed. "My treat. Eat as much as you want."

’Assuming you can still stomach it,’ he thought.

He then urged, "Hurry up, or Old Man Chapman will close up shop. I’m only waiting five minutes."

Zeke Zane didn’t think twice. "Be there in three."

The men’s dorm was very close to the north gate.

He slipped on his flip-flops and headed for the school gate. Pantheon wasn’t at the barbecue stall, but the "power couple" who were constantly engaging in public displays of affection were.

He suddenly understood. "..."

’Fuck.’

’That bastard Pantheon.’

Mortimer Quincy saw him and raised an eyebrow. Holly Winslow saw him too and called out a greeting, "Getting some barbecue? Grab a few skewers and we’ll cook them together."

"Wife, don’t mind him. He doesn’t look like he can eat anyway," Mortimer Quincy added.

Zeke Zane, who had been read like a book: "..."

’I’m going to murder Pantheon. No reason needed.’

He forced a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. "I’m not eating. I just came out for a run. To lose weight."

Holly Winslow gave him a suspicious look. She’d recently heard from Anna Willow that Zeke Zane had been eating a lot, and was a little worried he was putting on weight again.

Zeke Zane turned to leave, only to see Pantheon and Cynthia Owens walking toward him. He was speechless. "..."

’Fuck.’

He thumped his own chest. ’To think I got played by Forrest.’

After a few seconds, he struck back. "Hey, Cousin Cynthia, Forrest went out singing with some girls from his class yesterday."

Pantheon: "..."

Meeting Cynthia Owens’s gaze, he hastily explained, "There were other guys there too."

"You told me you were going to study yesterday." Cynthia Owens shot him a look, then turned and walked away.

Pantheon chased after her. "I did go to study! My dorm mates dragged me out for karaoke later. I called you, and you said it was fine!"

Zeke Zane felt a wave of satisfaction wash over him. He turned around and went back to order a few barbecue skewers.

Holly Winslow looked at Mortimer Quincy in confusion. With a calm expression, Mortimer Quincy explained, "Dog-eat-dog."