My WereDragon Husband Is Too Domineering - Chapter 21

Chapter 21: The Wisteria

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

This flower was actually not too difficult to create. But it did have many petals and that was also the most complicated step.

When Reese was done making the petals and was preparing to glue them together, she found it difficult.

Back on Earth, she had actually seen wisterias in the corridors of her campus. However, at that time, she was mostly immersed in her medical research. She did not have the time for romance, nor did she have idle time for chit-chat in the corridors.

Hence, she only had a vague idea of what the flowers looked like, instead of a clear grasp of it.

So when she pieced them together and saw the rigid wisteria in her hands, she was confused.

Just then, Mr. Gates happened to be walking around the class and came to Reese’s side.

He saw that her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and the way her mouth was pouting slightly was enticing him to get closer.

His throat moved slightly as he restrained his thoughts. Then he spoke softly. “Are you having difficulty? I think I can help you.”

Reese turned around and saw that it was Mr. Gates who was standing there, asking her if she needed help, like a gentleman—the complete opposite of a certain overbearing person she knew.

She smiled. “Yes, Mr. Gates. I need your help.”

Rich Gates moved towards her—but still stopped at an acceptable distance—to give her some guidance, using the same wisteria he had shown earlier in the demonstration. It looked so lifelike, just like the ones she had seen on her school campus. It looked so soft and light that it could sway with the wind.

In contrast, Reese’s work was indeed mediocre.

The two of them continued. He taught her seriously, while she listened and learned earnestly.

Soon, Reese understood the key to making it so lifelike. Mr. Gates placed his wisteria on her table so that she could use it as a reference template, then left to help the others.

While she was focused on improving her work, her ‘old friend’ Julie Smith had come looking for her.

“Oh, are you still working on your artwork?”

A shrill female voice suddenly rang out from behind Reese while she was fully concentrated, giving her a fright.

She turned around, wanting to know why Julie was acting up again when she was interrupted by another piercing shriek.

“This is Mr. Gate’s wisteria. Why do you have it too?”

Only then did Reese notice that Julie Smith was also holding the purple flower in her hands.

Immediately, Reese recalled that Julie was a hardcore fan of the teacher. “This was given to me by Mr. Gates. Is there a problem?”

In reality, he had only passed it to her so she could use it as a reference model. However, Reese deliberately withheld that information to get a rise out of Julie.

As expected, she was just like dynamite, exploding with just a small ignition.

“Mr. Gates had already given his wisteria to me just now. Yours must be fake!”

Julie was utterly exasperated, and she immediately denied Reese’s claim.

Unfortunately, after looking at the artwork on her table for a long time, she couldn’t deny that it was real.

The color of the paper used by Mr. Gates was different from the ones used by the students. It might not be immediately apparent to the less observant, but there was still a distinct difference when compared side by side.

The flower on Reese’s table was really made by Mr. Gates!

What did this mean?

This time, Reese did not give Julie a chance to come near her own artwork.

She really did not want to eat the lousy waste decomposition nutrient fluid ever again!

Naturally, their words attracted the interest of many people. After all, among the werebeasts, receiving the wisteria was something significant to them.

Of course, Reese did not expect so much attention over this.

But the more interest these people showed the better it was for her. At the very least, Julie would not dare to blatantly destroy her work anymore.

This would then prevent her from getting a bad grade and missing out on a good meal.

As a human being, Reese was actually quite particular about her food.

“Y-y-you!”

Julie Smith was fuming with anger. She had thought that she was the only one who had received the wisteria from Mr. Gates. She did not expect this human to have it too!

This witch must have seduced him, and worse, probably after he had given the flower to herself first!

Julie’s mind started picturing countless scenarios. She became riled up by the scenes in her own imagination, so infuriated that she wanted to strike Reese. And without thinking through it clearly, her hand was already raised.

There were actually rules against bullying in the hospital, especially racial bullying. It was a big no-no in the hospital.

Everyone was holding their breaths in anticipation, waiting to see Julie make a fool of herself. All of a sudden, Mr. Gates rushed between them.

“That’s enough, Julie Smith. It’s time for you to return to your seat.” He placed a hand on her shoulder to calm her down.

Sure enough, her eyes widened and she swallowed her saliva.

That was close!

She could not help but sigh as she had almost broken the hospital’s rules.

It was a good thing that she had Mr. Gates’ help.

Meanwhile, Reese was also thinking about what a close shave that was. Had it not been for his intervention, she was not sure if her human body could have endured Julie’s slap.

After all, there was still a difficult to surmount wide gap between their races.

At this moment, both of them were shaken by what had just happened.

Mr. Gates dispersed the crowd that was enjoying the spectacle. “Everyone, go back. There is nothing to see here..”