But now, he was so close to her that he smelled the faint fragrance of Yasmine’s shampoo and perfume.
Her pair of starry eyes through the light of the car headlights illuminated a handsome man. That was him, his reflection.
Yonas stretched out his hand, pinched her chin, and raised it slowly. He gently touched her lips with his fingertips.
Yasmine looked at him and met his gentle gaze. She fell into a trance. She didn’t come to her senses until he touched her lips
Yasmine asked in astonishment, “What are you doing?”
Yonas didn’t expect her to come back to her senses at this moment. He lowered his head the moment she finished speaking.
As soon
soon as Yasmine felt Yonas approaching, she reacted, pushed him away, and said, “You!”
She shouted and turned back upstairs.
She rushed into the bathroom to wash her face. The cold water awakened her consciousness. Yonas handsome face always appeared in her mind She looked up at herself with drops of water in the mirror.
Yasmine thought, “No one can resist Yonas, right?”
Yasmine touched her lips like Yonas just did. Her heart beat faster, and her face turned red.
She had never had such feelings. Even during her three–year marriage, she had never been so intimate with Xavier. Yonas was the first one
12:58 PM ɗ
Chapter 107
After she knew Yonas, her heart often beat faster.
Every time she tried to control herself, but she failed. How could she control her feelings?
However, she was not sure whether Yonas wanted to be with her sincerely.
Although Yasmine knew Yonas‘ feelings and heard that he said that he liked her, it didn’t mean that they would get together. After all, she was a divorced woman.
When Yasmine thought of this, her expression gradually became disappointed. Her passion was quenched by the ice water.
Yonas didn’t know Yasmine would think so much. He only f had been turned to the lowest level, but he still felt hot
felt that the kiss was light and short. When he drove away, the air conditioner in the car
Yasmine didn’t sleep well all night. When she went to work, she always felt disturbed. Before she could get a reply from the Journal of Psychology, she got bad news.
Winston called her and said seriously, “Yasmine, have you shown your paper to others?”
Yasmine felt strange. She thought for a while and said, “Mr. White, I haven’t shown it to anyone. Except for the Journal of Psychology, I only sent it to you.
Winston was silent for a long time before he sighed, “Yasmine, I believe you, but you should check the information announcement on campus first.”
Yasmine was confused. She hung up and opened the campus website. There was a notice on the bulletin board. [Congratulations to Ms. Fowler for publishing a paper that has been shortlisted in the Journal Institute.”
A link to the paper was attached. Yasmine opened it and glanced at it. Her expression changed instantly. This paper was the same as what she wrote, even without changing its title.
Being shortlisted for the Journal Institute was a high–level tribute to the paper. It was only one grade below the Journal of Psychology. Most importantly, it took less time to review.
While Yasmine was lost in thought, someone from the Journal of Psychology called and criticized her, “Ms. Sanchez, you sent us the paper that had been published. Did you copy other’s papers? What’s weird is that you stole it from a teacher in your school. It’s hateful to plagiarize! How dare you?”
Yasmine couldn’t retort. She didn’t know how to explain why the paper she had written was suddenly published by someone else!
Who was Louise? Yasmine had never met her before.
And where did Louise get Yasmine’s paper?
In the office of the Psychology Department, a group of teachers were circling a woman and congratulating her.
Louise took the bouquet from the director and saw them off with a fake smile. When she closed the door, she was stopped by a pair of hands. She
up and saw Yasmine
looked
Louise blocked the door and said with a smile, “Ms. Sanchez Why did you come to me suddenly! We don’t know each other, right? Or are you here to congratulate me?”
Yasmine looked at the flowers in Louise’s arms and her smug smile. Yasmine felt annoyed.
Yasmine said coldly. “Are yo
you sure you want to talk about it in public?
Louise finally made way for Yasmine to come in, closed the door, and said, “Go ahead.”
Yasmine asked straightforwardly, “Did you write the paper?”
Louise avoided Yasmine’s gaze and smiled awkwardly, “Of course, I wrote it,”
Yasmine frowned and said, “Do you k
know it is ille
illegal to steal others‘ papers?”
Louise smiled impatiently, “I don’t know what you are talking about
