Chapter 38: Self-contradiction, envy and jealousy

"It's this way," Queenie pointed in the opposite direction with a warm smile and explained, "We also have to cross the road."

Saying that she took the initiative to walk ahead and lead the way.

The male teacher who had pursued Queenie was stunned.

There were no residential buildings ahead!

Except for the unattainable Bund Bay...

It couldn't be.

The male teacher shook his head. It couldn't possibly be Bund Bay!

The real estate there was so expensive! And you had to have connections to buy it.

What kind of qualifications did Queenie's husband have? How could they possibly live there?

There must be residential buildings further down the Bund Bay area.

At this moment, May followed behind Queenie, heading towards Bund Bay but feeling a bit uneasy.

Macy, who had known the truth early on, rushed over and held Queenie's hand, proudly walking with her toward Bund Bay.

Upon arriving at the entrance of Bund Bay, one of the female teachers exclaimed, "Oh my God, Ms. Lorente, do you live here?"

Queenie nodded casually toward the female teacher.

The male teacher who had pursued Queenie froze in place, his face immediately stiffening like iron.

"Oh, my God! How impressive!"

"Wow, it's so close to the school here! I can sleep an extra half-hour in the morning!"

"More like an extra forty-five minutes!"

As old colleagues of Queenie's, they were happy for her. But they couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy when they saw the luxury of Bund Bay.

"A teacher getting up early every day is the biggest pain of their profession. Especially for some teachers who live far away, in the middle of winter, who have to forcibly separate from the warm bed at five or six o'clock in the morning, just to make it to the 7:30 a.m. morning reading session.

"Queenie, I envy you so much!"

"Yes, if I could live in a house like yours in this lifetime, I would wake up with a smile."

Some teachers who had no grudges against Queenie expressed their envy.

At that moment, several security guards marched in a line and saluted.

One of the leading security guards approached respectfully and asked, "Ms. Queenie, are you going home with your friend? Shall I arrange a sightseeing car for you?"

"Okay, thank you."

Queenie smiled and nodded, and the security guard immediately summoned a sightseeing car and arranged for the teachers to board one by one.

Macy sat in the front row, excitedly holding Queenie's hand. "Queenie, this is my first-time entering Bund Bay! I never thought it would be so big and luxurious!"

Many teachers behind also echoed, "Yes, this place is truly beautiful."

"It's like a dream home!"

Soon, the sightseeing car arrived at Queenie's standalone building and stopped.

The male teacher was amazed, his mouth wide open as if it could fit two eggs.

"Queenie, do you live in this building?"

"Yes."

Queenie nodded, appearing calm and not showing any signs of being proud or showing off.

She was still herself, a gentle and graceful woman


Wearing a white wool skirt embroidered with flowers, outlining her figure beautifully. She tied up her long hair, exuding a serene and ethereal temperament, like a goddess untainted by the human world.

At that moment, the male teacher felt a bit defeated.

His male coworker, who had been friendly with him before, didn't offer any comforting words.

The luxury of Bund Bay was evident to everyone.

They were also aware of the rumors about the first real estate development in Coast City.

Living in such a luxurious community was something that many people didn't even dare to dream of, let alone the fact that Queenie's husband had bought a standalone building!

The feeling of being far behind and unable to catch up was something a man would naturally understand.

Before coming here, the male coworker, who had pursued Queenie, had complained to him all night, saying that if he saw Queenie living in a run-down, creaky old house with a squeaky door tomorrow, he would think she must be blind not to choose him.

He also mentioned that he didn't know if he would be unable to resist the impulse to snatch Queenie back.

The feeling of being slapped in the face was not pleasant.

As the elevator arrived at Queenie's apartment floor, Macy was also shocked.

"Queenie, this is a private entrance! Is your home a large flat?"

Queenie smiled, "Sort of."

When she first came here, she was indeed amazed as well.

Entering her fingerprint, Queenie opened the door.


The crowd followed in and their faces were instantly astonished.
What came into view was a 275° panoramic floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the river.

Sitting in a living room like this, drinking tea, and admiring the river view every day must be extraordinary!

Sure enough, her colleagues exclaimed once again.
"Oh, my goodness! If this is not a luxurious mansion, then what is?"
"This marble-patterned floor is too beautiful!"
"Is there anything more beautiful than this river view? I'm tired of being envious."

At that moment, a female teacher looked at Queenie in shock and asked, "What does your husband do? How is he so wealthy?"

"He does some small business. He bought this house with some money he earned before. Now, the situation with the company he manages is not as good as before."

Queenie spoke sincerely, without any intention of flaunting, and it was also very comfortable to listen to.

At that moment, the male teacher who had pursued Queenie spoke up, "Then this house should be considered premarital property for the groom, right?"

These words were quite reasonable, but everyone was smart and how could they not understand the implications?

The meaning was that if they divorced, this house would have nothing to do with Queenie.
Naturally, Queenie also understood the implications and smiled faintly, saying, "Not really. Before we registered our marriage, my husband transferred it to me."

Macy added proudly, "And now, only Queenie's name is on the property! Her husband doesn't have it, he is currently living in her house!"

The male teacher's face stiffened upon hearing this.

Several female colleagues excitedly walked over to Queenie and started talking all at once.
"Queenie, you have to teach us in the future, how to handle men!"

"Yes, how to make men devoted to you and even transfer such a beautiful house to you before marriage!"
Queenie smiled and remained silent.
She didn't know what skills she had.
Since marrying Benoit, everything seemed to go smoothly.

May, who was watching everyone's admiring gaze, felt jealous deep down.
She was in her early thirties and still single.
Because she was fierce, everyone secretly mocked her as an "old virgin".
She also wanted to get married, but the blind dates she went on were always disappointing.
Sometimes she thought about compromising and not dragging it out. But some men didn't have any other skills and instead disliked that she was a Ms. Wilson, saying that she would be difficult to control after marriage.

It made her furious.

So now, seeing Queenie, who she never really liked, living such a good life, how could she not envy and be jealous?

At that moment, a curious female teacher asked, "By the way, Queenie, is your husband good-looking? Why haven't we seen your wedding photos?"

"We haven't had a chance to take them." After pausing for a moment, Queenie shyly replied, "I think he looks pretty good."
A few young female teachers cheered.

May sarcastically ask, "What about your husband then? Can we see him?"
"Why haven't we seen anyone?"

"Oh, my husband went to prepare the food for everyone. He should be back soon."

Upon hearing that Queenie's husband would also appear, the male teacher who had pursued her before finally eased his expression a bit.

After all, he had previously seen Queenie's husband from a distance, sitting in a wheelchair.
At this point, he felt like he had finally won a small victory.
Click.

The electronic lock made a sound, and everyone looked toward the source of the noise, eagerly anticipating the sight of Queenie's husband.

The door opened, and Queenie instinctively looked over and suddenly widened her eyes when she saw Benoit!