Chapter 3
Suddenly I heard the bathroom door open.
I quickly put the toy away and shoved it under the bed.
I hurried out the door.
That's when I noticed my son Jacob looked uneasy.
He couldn't even meet my eyes.
I asked with concern, "Jacob, what's wrong?"
He didn't say a word.
He rushed back to his room and locked the door.
My suspicion grew stronger.
I froze for half a second.
Then I remembered something.
I hurried to the bathroom.
Sure enough, the clothes in the laundry basket were gone.
At that moment, I wanted to burst into his room and teach him a lesson.
But I recalled his uncooperative attitude at the dinner table.
I worried about hurting his self-esteem.
He might never be able to hold his head up in front of me again.
It could even leave psychological scars!
That night, I heard heavy breathing from Jacob's bedroom again.
It left a bitter taste in my mouth.
He must have been watching adult films to relieve himself.
If this continued, his grades would definitely suffer.
But scolding or hitting him wasn't the answer.
The more I thought about it, the more troubled I felt.
Half asleep, a sudden thought crossed my mind.
Ryan had mentioned an art teacher at school.
This teacher had several early admission spots to Ivy League schools.
If Jacob could get one of those spots...
This idea opened a new world for me.
My son must go to college.
He must attend an Ivy League school!
I had Ryan's number.
The next day I contacted him.
During his lunch break, I met him at a restaurant.
Ryan's heated gaze swept over my body.
I felt a flicker of pride.
I was almost forty, yet my charm remained undiminished.
Even young men were captivated by me.
But I hadn't forgotten my purpose today.
I said softly, "Ryan, yesterday you mentioned the art teacher has early admission spots. Is that true?"
Ryan's eyes burned with possessiveness.
He didn't even try to hide it.
Two shiny drops of saliva even dripped from the corner of his mouth.
He reached out with his rough hand and gripped my small one tightly.
"Aunt Sophia, you're so beautiful!"
Hearing this, my body trembled.
What was this kid trying to do?
Ryan suddenly stood up and hugged me from behind.
His chin rested on my shoulder.
He was breathing heavily, his hands roaming restlessly.
I felt goosebumps rising all over my skin.
The scent of this young man filled my nostrils.
It made my heart pound with temptation.
"What... what are you doing?" A strange thought crossed my mind.
Ryan was so tall and strong.
He was also my son's classmate.
A moment later, Ryan whispered, "Aunt Sophia, do you want the art teacher's contact information?"
His words snapped me back to reality.
A strange expression crossed my face.
Was this kid trying to blackmail me into being intimate with him?
He continued, "Aunt Sophia, you're truly gorgeous. I'll pursue you once I get into college."
"I've already sent the art teacher's number to your phone."
With that, he left.
My mind was in turmoil.
I had just been felt up by my son's classmate.
And he said he would pursue me.
But Ryan was a smart kid.
He had some boundaries.
He knew he shouldn't be distracted by such things before the SAT.
If he really did pursue me, should I accept?
The more I thought about it, the hotter I felt.
Eventually, my son would call Ryan Daddy...
Half an hour later, I finally calmed down.
Right now, whether Jacob could get into college was the top priority.