Reborn with My Genius Husband-Chapter 137: Incest?

"You always say it wrong, and you never fix it..."

Mortimer knew she would react this way. He scratched his forehead, gave an awkward "ahem," and changed the subject. "Did you figure out that problem from last night? I thought of a simpler way to solve it."

"Was that inspired by the five hundred yuan?" Holly didn’t fall for it this time, staring at him pointedly.

Mortimer: "..."

...

「In the classroom.」

Pantheon had just gotten back from the restroom and sat down when his stool was kicked. He turned to look behind him and met Scholar Quincy’s dark glare. He had a bad feeling about this.

Mortimer coldly tossed three words at him, "Erase the board."

Pantheon: "..."

He was speechless. ’He just knew it. Sooner or later, it would be his turn to erase the blackboard.’

Zeke Zane raised a gloating eyebrow. ’That’s what you get for running your mouth. Now you know who’s boss, huh?’

Pantheon went to erase the blackboard. Blackboards were the worst to clean in the summer. After using the eraser, you still had to wipe it down with a damp cloth.

It had to be wiped back and forth three times.

He wiped it until he started questioning his own existence.

Meanwhile, Holly was secretly browsing the school forum, where she clicked on a "Campus Belle Ranking." Someone had secretly taken a photo of her and Mortimer on the athletic field.

However, Mortimer had been cropped out, leaving only his shoulder in the shot.

The picture was firmly in first place.

Sure enough, beneath the ranking, she saw a username: Holly Winslow’s Boyfriend.

The corner of her mouth twitched. Then, her eyes darted around for a moment before she changed her own school forum nickname to: Mortimer Quincy’s Girlfriend.

When Mortimer saw it, he raised an eyebrow in satisfaction. He then got up to get some water. When he returned, he saw her browsing the male students’ section of the forum, zooming in on a picture until only an eye was visible.

His expression soured. "Is he handsome?" he asked darkly.

His sudden voice startled the focused Holly. She guiltily swiped away from the page, cleared her throat, and said, "Not really."

"If he’s not handsome, why did you zoom in so much? Afraid you couldn’t see how ugly he is clearly?" Scholar Quincy "interrogated" her.

Holly: "..."

She explained, "I was just looking to see if you were on there."

"So you ended up looking at someone else?" Mortimer stared at her pointedly.

Holly: "..."

She decided not to argue with him. Ahem, she’d been caught red-handed.

"What was the English homework yesterday? I totally forgot."

She put down her phone and started rummaging for her English homework to do it.

The next second, a large hand reached into her desk drawer, pulled out her phone, and started inspecting it.

He tapped on the picture. "You like this type? Hmm?"

Before Holly could answer, he added, "You don’t."

Holly: "..."

’He’s already answering his own questions. What can I say?’

She decided to call it even. "Mortimer, I won’t hold the five hundred yuan against you anymore. Let’s just drop this."

Mortimer laughed in exasperation and refused to cooperate. "Nope."

Holly: "..."

She ignored him.

Now Mortimer was even more upset. He started working on a test paper, his face cold, the tip of his pen scratching furiously across the draft paper.

The next second, someone took his left hand. His bristling anger was instantly soothed. He squeezed the small hand back. "You’re forgiven."

’Such a tsundere.’

Holly glanced at him, then went back to her homework.

The pen dropped to the floor again.

Chase Hawkins bent down to pick it up, slightly annoyed. As he did, he inadvertently saw the hands clasped together in front of him, and his mind exploded.

’What are they doing?’

’H-h-holding... hands?’

’A cousin holding hands with her cousin?’

’Is that n-n-n... normal?’

’Normal?’

’That’s not normal.’

’It c-c-couldn’t be... a cousin romance, could it?’

He was so stunned by his own absurd final thought that—BAM!—he hit his head on the corner of the desk. "Ow."

Mortimer and Holly looked over. Holly quickly pulled her hand back and glanced timidly at Chase Hawkins, who was just straightening up from bending over. ’Did he see?’

Mortimer’s expression remained calm.

Meeting their gazes, Chase Hawkins stammered, "I-I-I... I didn’t see anything, really!"

Holly: "..."

’He saw.’

She glanced at Mortimer, as if to ask what they should do.

That guy Mortimer just calmly replied with a single word, "Oh," as if he wasn’t the one who’d just been caught holding hands.

Chase Hawkins: "..."

He endured the morning’s classes under immense psychological pressure.

Seeing him pick up his math textbook instead of his lunchbox, Pantheon jeered at him, amused. "Yo, did class drive you crazy? You trying to eat your math textbook for lunch?"

For once, Chase didn’t snap back. He hadn’t been driven crazy by class; he’d been driven crazy by the shock.

’Not normal.’

Pantheon slung an arm around his shoulder and said seriously, "What happened? Don’t keep it bottled up. At the very least, you still have us."

Chase Hawkins bit his lip. After a moment, he said in a very low voice, "If, and I’m just saying if, you know."

"Ahem, his cousin is pretty good-looking."

"What the fuck, don’t tell me you’re actually getting ideas about his cousin? You got a death wish?" Pantheon cut him off, shocked.

Chase Hawkins: "..."

’I didn’t dare think about it before, and I dare even less now.’

"Can you let me finish!"

"I was trying to say, ahem, that it would be pretty normal for Mortimer to fall for his cousin, right?"

Pantheon and Zeke Zane: "..."

’Dude, what did you discover? Or what did you see?’

Paul Powell and the others: "..."

Paul Powell sighed and said with grave importance, "We told you to read fewer trashy novels, but you wouldn’t listen. Now your thoughts are getting more and more depraved."

"Anyone with a brain wouldn’t say that. It’s fine to say it in front of us, but if Mortimer heard you, you’d be dead."

Zeke Zane and Pantheon gave him a look of "agreement." ’Anyone with a brain wouldn’t say that.’

Pantheon slung an arm around the dazed Chase Hawkins. "Let’s go, time to eat."

...

When Mortimer heard from Pantheon that Chase seemed to know, he just gave a nonchalant "mhm" and said, "Tell him to keep his mouth shut."

"You mean I can tell him?"

Pantheon’s eyes widened with interest. He wanted to see the look on Chase Hawkins’ face—shocked, disbelieving, and utterly fucked.

’It’ll definitely be fun.’

Mortimer couldn’t be bothered to deal with him anymore. Pantheon understood his meaning—he had permission. A wicked smile immediately spread across his face.

He said excitedly, "Quincy, let’s go to the restroom together."

"I’m not going. I just went," Chase Hawkins refused.

"Aww, just come with me." Pantheon pulled him out of the classroom.

Seeing Pantheon staring at him with a cryptic smile, Chase Hawkins felt a chill run down his spine. "What the fuck, what’s with that expression? It’s creepy as hell."

Pantheon maintained his cryptic smile and said sleazily, "The scary part is yet to come."

Chase Hawkins: ...

He turned to leave, but Pantheon grabbed him in a death grip and dropped a bombshell. "Mortimer and his cousin are dating."

If Chase Hawkins could have seen his own face, he probably would have died of fright. His expression was a mixture of terror and disbelief, with disbelief giving way to a stunned stupor, ultimately leaving him looking completely dumbfounded.

’Oh, mama?’

’What did I just hear?’

’Mortimer and his cousin are dating.’

’O-o-oh my g-g-god.’

He swallowed hard and gripped the balcony railing to steady himself. "What did you say?"

Pantheon was already doubled over with laughter. ’Damn, this is hilarious. Now I get why Zeke Zane enjoys this so much.’ "Mortimer and his cousin have been dating for a long time."

Chase Hawkins waved his hands, unable to process it all at once. After about ten seconds, he asked in horror, "They’re cousins! Isn’t that incest?"