My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Seeing Gary stare over, Wayne stopped talking. Jack looked at the two people in puzzlement. Just then, the school bell rang, and Ms. Emerson walked in to get ready for class. Jack scratched his head and opened the textbook, but his eyes involuntarily drifted toward Nicole.

‘She has a wasp waist.’

BANG!

“What are you doing, Gary?” The entire class looked back and saw that Jack had fallen to the ground along with his chair. He was rubbing his butt indecently, looking confusedly at Gary.

faintly, “Oh, my foot slipped this time.” Ms. Emerson looked suspiciously at the two from the podium. She then asked Jack to put the chair back up before continuing the lesson. This time, Jack had learned his lesson; he stopped looking at Nicole but stared at the hem of Ms. Emerson’s skirt and did not get kicked again. After class, Wayne laughed at him for gawking at Ms. Emerson. Jack looked

be kicked. So he thought he might just as well focus on Ms. Emerson. The longer he stared at her, the more peaceful he felt. After

were too many eyes in the dormitory. She had better sit at the

that was the case,

was her professional habit to find the safest spot wherever she went. The corner was well lit but not directly facing the window. There was also a thick partition separating her table from the adjacent ones, but this did not affect her line of sight to observe her surroundings. Besides, not far behind her, there was an escape route through which she could get away in case anything went wrong. Nicole sat down and took out her computer, which she

were going online, doing their stuff at the café. So it was

telling him she was safe before going offline. She then logged in to her new account, ready to check the progress of the $10-million mission that she had