The High School Bad Boy

The High School Bad Boy
Chapter 78. I Believe In You.


"Hey ...."


Wulan's smile was on her back as soon as she saw Max standing before her. "Come in" he said as he opened the door of his apartment wide.


"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Wulan," Max said, embracing the woman. "My phone's dead."


"C'est pas grave (it's okay), the important thing is that you're here" said Wulan while holding Max's hand to the sofa.


Wulan tidied up Max's long hair that looked messy. He looked at the young man's handsome face with a loving look.


"I'm going with Eloise."


"I know ...."


Max squinted his forehead. "Aren't you angry?" tanyakanya.


Wulan chuckles. "If you had a good reason, I wouldn't be mad."


"I got a scholarship from the Sorbonne. Eloise helped me. I just wanted to thank him. He asked me to drink to celebrate" Max said. "Bar ...."


"That's great, Max .. I'm so proud of you." Wulan stroked Max's cheeks gently.


"Aren't you angry?" ask Max.


Wulan chuckled again. "That little thing like that won't make me angry."


Max thrust his head into Wulan's neck. Like a child who is spoiled with his mother. Wulan's hand moved stroking Max's hair gently.


"Tu m'aimes (you love me)?" ask Wulan.


"Tres (very)," said Max. "Je ne peux pas vivre sans toi (i can't live without you)" he continued.


"Can I trust you with all my heart, Max?"


"I don't have many words to convince you, Wulan .. Just look at what I did. Talk less do more," chuckles Max.


Wulan tightened her embrace on Max. It was no longer necessary for him to ask for an explanation for Jolene's words.


Close your eyes, cover your ears. As Max once said, this is just a process, just focus on the end result.


"I'm so lucky to have someone like you, Max ...."


"I'm the luckier one" said Max as he closed his eyes, enjoying the fragrance of Wulan that so calmed him.


"Do you want to marry me someday?" ask Wulan.


"I'll marry you .. I've arranged our future."


"You're sure, later on in the Sorbonne won't be interested in any girl?"


Max took a slow breath. "Can. I can't be sure I won't be interested in any girl .. But, I'm a person who upholds commitment. I've chosen you, and I'll take responsibility for my choice."


"You sure you can take responsibility for your choice, Max?"


"Hmmm .. I'm trying, Wulan."


Wulan chuckles. He pecked Max repeatedly. "I'm afraid one day you'll get bored of me" he said.


"One day you'll be bored with me, too" said Max. "We think about the solution. How to get rid of boredom and rekindle our passion." Max gave a touch to Wulan's neck with his lips at a glance. "Mostly in other women or men is not a solution to overcome boredom with a partner. It will only add to the problem" he continued.


"Your words are always right" said Wulan.


"Not really. You can also express your opinion, Wulan ...."


"For the time being I agree with you," Wulan said making Max laugh with pleasure.


"I'm sleepy" muttered Max. "Can we sleep now?" he asked while pulling his head from Wulan's arms.


Wulan squinted her eyes suspiciously. "Sleep?"


"Yes, sleep, Wulan ... in the true sense," chuckled Max.


Wulan. "Nurus ...."


He got up from his seat and extended his hand to Max helping the young man to stand up. Then the two stepped into the room and closed the door tightly.


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JEAN-BAPTISTE SAY, SURESNES.


He immediately stepped closer to Wulan. Grabbing the phone from his pocket and thrusting his screen in front of Wulan who was immersed in the book he was reading. The woman's slanted smile was on her back.


"I deliberately took these pictures as proof that Max was fucking me."


Wulan was stunned to see the vulgar photos on Jolene's phone screen. He closed his book violently and put it to the edge of the table.


Of course his heart broke to see the man he loved sleeping with another woman. But he has set his heart on trusting Max with all his heart. Just an accidental one-night romance. It doesn't mean anything.


Wulan stood up and looked at Jolene sharply. Then he pulled the corner of his lips. "I don't care, Jolene."


The slanted smile of Jolene vanished. He did not expect Wulan to be completely unaffected by the photos.


"Don't tell me you're not hurt to see these pictures, Wulan," Jolene said, provoking Wulan's anger.


Wulan. "The pictures don't mean anything to me, Jolene!" emphatically.


"That bastard doesn't deserve you!" jolene shouted while gripping Wulan's shoulder hard.


"Let go!" pekik Wulan while brushing Jolene's hand. Luckily the library was in a quiet state, until their small commotion did not concern anyone.


"Je t'aime (i love you)!" Jolene.


"You're crazy!" hardik Wulan's. His stomach started to shake. Feeling nauseous when hearing the woman's words.


"No, I'm not crazy. My feelings are sincere to you" Jolene said.


Wulan raised both of her hands. "Don't bother me!" He warned. "I'm a normal woman."


"Wulan, s'il te plait (please) ...."


Wulan. Then he stepped away leaving Jolene who was silent with both hands he clenched.


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Wulan walked into the Master room listlessly. Makes Adrienne feel astonished at his attitude.


"Is there a problem, Wulan?" ask Adrienne curious.


Wulan exhaled a rough breath. He propped his chin up onto the table with both palms.


"It's crazy" he lamented.


"Hey, what's up, Wulan?"


"The Instructor's teacher ...."


"What's wrong with her?"


Wulan shook her head slowly. "She likes me" he said, patting her on the forehead.


"I expected it" said Adrienne.


"The thing is, the woman's a little crazy." Wulan turned her index finger near her forehead. "He made me feel very disturbed."


"I don't have a problem with les bian, but sometimes there are some of them who are a little .. yes, you know ... crazy," said Adrienne.


Back Wulan exhaled his coarse breath. "I feel really uncomfortable" he said.


Adrienne chuckles. "Why the Instructor Teacher at this school nothing is right," he continued.


Wulan pressed her shoulders. "Should they guide themselves before deciding to be ... Teacher Instructor." Wulan moved her two index fingers to form quotation marks.


"Oui, tres bizarre (yes, very strange)," Adrienne said. "Hey, let's have coffee later in the afternoon. To relieve stress."


"D'accord (okay)." Wulan smiled and nodded in agreement.


He needs a fresh atmosphere to forget the feeling of unease and disgust for Jolene, the woman with the chaotic brain.


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