Chapitre 85: Faking anger

"Why? Did I do something wrong? Okay, I apologize for saying—"

"Remove your filthy hands from him." Sly punched Mart in the face.

His face was red in anger as he glared at Mart, who was smirking like a fool.

"And who might you be?" Mart asked as he righted his stance.

He looked as if he were about to fight Sly.

The few students who were passing by, stopped to watch them, as they have already anticipated the fight.

"His husband."

And unexpectedly, Sly kissed me.

Right in the presence of the students who were gathered around.

Stunned, I didn't react to the kiss until he lightly bites my lips.

I gasped in shock, and that caused him to slip his tongue into my mouth.

"Oh, my god!"

I heard a female gasp.

"They French kissed? I can't believe this!"

Sly didn't stop, not when they started clapping. And I thought we will kiss until for eternity.

So, I did what I could.