Hadriel Wilson turned his back on his wife and a group of students, and smiled coldly at Aurelia Shaw, "Aurelia, I don't mind about the past anymore, and you don't need to be so evasive with the teacher. The teacher is already married. Oh, I haven't introduced you, have I?"
"This is my wife, Roy."
Aurelia's gaze fell upon the woman next to him, whose eyes were filled with disdain and vigilance as she looked at her. Aurelia laughed coldly in her heart.
She tilted her head slightly, her peach blossom eyes glimmering with a gentle light, her red lips curved in a faint smile, an appearance that made the men present feel their hearts race wildly. She was truly beautiful.
"So this is the teacher's wife?" Aurelia chuckled softly, her brows arching, smiling kindly, before shifting her gaze, charged with electricity, to Hadriel Wilson, "Mr. Wilson, isn't this your fault? After all, I am your student, why didn't you inform me on the day of the wedding?"
