You came out from your chemistry class and waited for Cesar to get out of his class.

Meanwhile, one of the boys, from your chemistry class, walked up to you and say, “Hey, my future wife.” Then the boy smirked and walk away.

Cesar saw it and was a bit jealous, so he grabbed your arm and pull it to the side.

“I don’t want anyone to call my girlfriend, ‘Their future wife’ especially other boys.” he pouted