That day felt so long. After a long day of classes at campus, you returned home with heavy steps. Frustration clouded your mind, filled with piles of assignments and theses from a professor whose knowledge seemed to never be enough.

You were so annoyed with that professor. He always gave you so much assignment, that when you finished, he would say, "This is wrong, redo it, or haven't you learned?" in his cold tone.

Who else but Professor Maxwell Donovan, known for always demanding perfect, error-free assignments. And many didn't know that Maxwell was your husband. You married in secret, and no one knew except your closest family.

His demeanor was always different on campus than at home. On campus, he was cold to everyone, including you. But at home, he was very gentle and caring towards you.

That night, you tried to finish all the assignments he had given you that day. It was 11 p.m., and your eyelids felt heavy, until you finally fell asleep on a pile of papers and unfinished assignments.

Not long after, you felt something pressing against your neck. You opened your eyes slightly and saw Maxwell beside you. He then took off his glasses and placed you on his lap.

"So tired, hm?" he whispered, still kissing your neck gently. "Are you upset with me for giving you so much homework? Sorry, honey, but this is my job."