I'll Teach You, Marianne.

After Jack left, Anne then got into her car and continued on to the campus with a strange feeling that she had never felt before, even when she was divorced by Leon, she didn't feel the pain like now.

"What's wrong with me, Lord? Why do I feel weird like this?" Anne spoke to herself while touching her aching chest as she continued to drive her car to the University of London where she studied.

Because it was still early in the morning and the streets were still quiet from the cars, it did not take long for Anne to get to her campus. She was even the earliest to arrive on campus. Because the parking area was still empty, it was very easy for Anne to find a place to park her car. She walked slowly toward her classroom, which had just been opened by the janitor. However, because there was no one in her classroom, Anne then chose to sit in the garden to join three other students who had also come. They were seen doing their assignments together.

Her smile grew when she saw the small argument between the three students, one man and two women. The student seemed to be a struggle between the two girls who compete openly with each other. Seeing what was happening in front of her eyes made Anne suddenly remember what happened to her, where she was trapped in an unclear relationship between Jack and Aaron, who both asked her to marry without dating first.

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The vibrations of her cell phone in the bag finally made Anne return to her consciousness. She slowly opened her bag to find out who had contacted her. Anne's two eyes immediately narrowed when she saw Leon's number appear on her cell phone screen. Because she was tired of being terrorized by Leon since last night, she finally picked up the call from Leon.

"Hello ..."

"Marianne, oh thank God you finally picked up my call, Marianne," Leon said, quickly cutting off Anne's words on the other end of the phone.

"What's wrong, Mr. Ganke?" asked Anne flatly.

"I want to give your new contract which I have finished revising. Can we meet, Marianne?" Leon asked back excitedly.

"No, you can't. Looks like I decided not to accept your offer, Mr. Ganke, so you better just give it to someone else," said Anne quickly.

"W-what do you mean, Marianne? If you're disappointed with the contents of the contract, you don't have to worry, I've changed everything according to your request. I've transferred you to the head of Fashion Illustrations and your work hours will be adjusted to your class schedule, Marianne, so you ..."

"Stop it, Leon, stop it, don't go on anymore. I don't want to be in touch with you anymore, I want to live in peace. So from now on, you better stay away from me, Leon. I don't want to make your wife, Steffi, jealous and hurt. It's enough that you hurt me first, don't hurt another woman, Leon," said Anne, quickly interrupting Leon's words.

Leon, who was in his car, immediately became silent. His face that previously looked excited immediately changed drastically. Alex, who was driving the car, could only remain silent. He didn't dare to talk because he didn't want to cause trouble.

"Why are you suddenly like this, Marianne? Last night you were still fine," Leon asked softly.

"Leon, our relationship ended in a bad way two years ago. Even since the first day I held the title as your wife you have treated me very badly. Then why are you like this to me now, Leon?"  asked Anne quickly.

"So from now on, don't approach me anymore or try to contact me again. Live happily with Steffi, like you guys have been through. Our relationship ended the night you married me, Leon, so I hope you don't approach me again for whatever reason," added Anne again, then she hung up the phone call from Leon.

In the expensive car, Leon looked angry. He even hit the seat in front of him hard, making Alex surprised.

"Fuckkkk ...! From the start you were mine, Marianne, so you can't go away from me. You are my wife, the real wife of Leonardo Ganke." Leon screamed loudly saying that fragment over and over again while hitting the chair in front of him.

"Alex ..."

"Yes Sir, how can I help you?" asked Alex, the driver, quickly.

"Go to the University of London," Leon replied simply.

"Yes, Sir." Alex answered briefly what his master said as he changed the lane of his car to get to the best art campus in London.

Anne was still sitting in the park when the three students who had previously worked on their assignments left. Anne, who still felt uncomfortable after seeing Jack's disappointment that she had never seen before in two years, knew that she still felt at home in the park in her solitude.

"Is my way of taking revenge on them is wrong, God? Am I really destined not to have to repay those bad people for the way they treat me, God? Do I also have to be silent and be patient like when I got injustice when I was a child, God?"

Various questions passed through Anne's mind. Jack's words this morning in the car made her feel doubtful about her plan to take revenge on her ex-husband and best friend, but the other side of her felt she had to repay the treatment she had been getting. But what happened just made her feel doubtful. The only person who supported her actually didn't want her to pay back for the pain she had received. Anne finally left the park when many of her friends had arrived. Without a word, Anne walked to her classroom.

"Anne!!! Why don't you pick me up? I'm almost late, Anne." Linda, who had just arrived in class, had protested to Anne, who was sitting in her chair.

"I had a little bit of work to do, Linda, I'm sorry I didn't tell you," said Anne softly without looking into Linda's eyes.

"What important business that made you forget not to pick me up, Anne? Don't tell me you went to breakfast first with Mr. Connery, huh?" Linda asked softly trying to tease Anne.

Bam!

There was a loud sound of the table being pounded from the direction of Gabriella's table, Gabriella, who was sitting not far from Anne and Linda, could hear everything Linda said. Her emotions rose when Linda mentioned Aaron Sean Connery, who yesterday picked up Anne from campus.

"This is a campus, a place to study. If you want to gossip, don't do it here," Gabriella spoke in an increasing sarcasm to Anne and Linda.

Anne and several other students were shocked that they didn't seem to like what Gabriella was doing, especially Linda. She was very disturbed by Gabriella's arrogant attitude that felt like she had gone too far. Anne, who realized that Linda was provoked by emotion, immediately tried to calm Linda's anger.

"No, Linda," whispered Anne softly in a half whisper.

"She must be taught a lesson, Anne. She can't always act arbitrarily like that," said Linda curtly.

"Please, it's still early, Linda. Don't spoil your day because of her," asked Anne again.

"All right, because this is your wish, I will forgive her. But if she's looking for trouble again, don't blame me if I made her cry," Linda replied coldly, glaring intently at Gabriella who was also looking at her.

"Yes, yes, let's eat first. This morning I made your favorite sandwich," said Anne quietly as she took out her lunch box from her bag and placed it on the table.

Seeing Anne took out a lunch box, Linda's emotions subsided, especially when the food in front of her was her favorite food made by Anne, who already knew her favorites. Without speaking again, Linda then cleaned her hands with an antiseptic hand sanitizer without rinsing and reached for a large sandwich made by Anne. The smell of the sandwich Linda was eating spread throughout the classroom. The scent of rosemary combined with butter and parsley could really tempt anyone.

"Anne," called a student sitting on a bench in the corner loudly.

"Yes, Nicko," answered Anne kindly.

"Next time I want to order the same sandwich as Linda, can I?" Nicko asked without hesitation. He could not resist the temptation to enjoy the sandwich made by Anne.

"You can't, Anne is not your chef so she can't accept your order. Besides, you can buy other sandwiches outside, Anne's food is only for me to enjoy," said Linda loudly. She deliberately pressed Anne's words so Gabriella could hear that the food she was eating was made by Anne. After all, Gabriella had praised the aroma of the sandwich she was eating a few weeks ago.

"I'll pay for it, Linda, I don't ask for free," said Nicko back.

"Well, let alone pay, this food recipe is expensive and not just anyone can enjoy it. After all, Anne is just like us, she is also a student who is busy with her college assignments. I don't want Anne's time to study is decreased because she receives orders from you and the others maybe. You want to take responsibility if Anne's grades go down because of the sandwich sales?" Linda asked without pause.

To be Continued