Chapter 21: Tests, Graduation, and Marriage!

Chapter 21: Tests, Graduation, and Marriage!

Soon I pulled into the parking lot of my apartment building. I spotted Mary’s cruiser and parked right next to it.

I entered the apartment quietly and could tell she was still sleeping. Since she would be waking up soon, I decided to start making her breakfast and brew some coffee.

As I plated the eggs and hash browns, fixed her pumpkin spice coffee, and poured a glass of water, the zombie walked out.

"Rick, why are you still up? Hmm, Goody!"

Half-asleep Mary just dug right in without even asking about my night. Yep, our brother-sister bond would never leave us. I walked over, lifted her sleepy chin, and kissed her.

"Good morning, wife," I said. "I’m going to bed now. Last night was not what I planned, sigh. I think Hana will be joining our family... Most likely."

"I figured. She really likes you, but I like her too. Night, husband, fufu."

I took a short shower, heating up the water for Mary, and we traded places with another goodbye kiss. Then I went to sleep after setting my alarm.

Monday morning marked the first of three test days.

I parked my old BMW in the school lot and locked it up. Then I headed inside to find my designated testing room. Over the three days, we would take two tests a day, covering six subjects total.

They separated us from our normal classes and sent us to prearranged testing rooms to break everyone up. For my first two tests, I had English and History, while Jim might have ended up with Math and Social Studies.

What met me as I walked into the school was something I did not expect at all. A bunch of students who saw me started copying that raise-the-roof gesture I did last night! I hadn't realized James thought it was so amazing that he posted it on the school's open forum.

First of all, that roof thing hadn't spread on this Earth yet, but it was just a joke I did spontaneously in the moment. Because of that, what I did seemed totally fresh, like I was actively mocking that guy.

All the students, however, were much more interested in the blonde woman who had been next to me having a blast.

So many kids gave me thumbs-up, congratulated me, flattered me, and basically turned me into an overnight rock star. This was not something I could easily deal with, considering I had been shunned by these exact same students for four long years. My training took over to keep me from flipping off these suck-ups.

I located my room number and headed to my exam computer.

I sat at my assigned spot, waiting to start my English test. A moment later, a beautiful girl sat down to my left, ready to take the same exam. Linda Lang saw I wasn't going to talk to her, so she spoke up first.

"What you did last night was dangerous."

"Huh? Me? No, I was fine."

"Will you take the Business course at Star University?"

"Yeah."

"Is that woman your girlfriend?"

"She is."

For some reason, Linda just sat there completely upright and emotionless, staring at me with her grey eyes. I couldn't understand her at all. She was just like all the other damn students here, only noticing me at the very end.

"Are you alright, Rick?"

"Why are you talking to me all of a sudden? You ignored me throughout all of high school and made it clear we weren't friends. So why talk now?"

"My family wouldn't let me, but I don't care anymore."

"Doesn't matter anymore. School is done and I’ve moved on. Don't worry about Scott if that's where your guilt is coming from. I got him back for my beatings, so my past is clean. Good luck with your life, Linda Lang."

I remained uncomfortable until the test actually started because Linda didn't look away from me even once. It felt like she wanted me to say more, or wanted to say something else herself.

Seeing her reminded me of my dream, and it put me in a sour mood. Thankfully, she didn't annoy me beyond staring. I was probably the only guy around who didn't want a piece of her. Linda's cold beauty made my heart hurt for some reason.

After the first test, we had lunch. James caught up to me and pulled me over to a table with some of his other fake friends. To avoid slapping my best friend in the face, I stayed put and played along.

Linda sat alone. Then I saw Scott and the Nings sit down at her table. No matter what Scott said, Linda just stared down at her food like he didn't even exist. I managed to overhear their conversation thanks to Nadia secretly calling my smartphone so I could eavesdrop.

[You can ignore me all you want, Linda, but I personally talked to your father. He said our engagement will be official later during this next University year. So you will be my fiancée whether you like it or not.]

[No. I promise I will never marry you. You disgust me.]

[Sorry, princess, but you don't have a say in it anymore. Our fathers want this. You can either accept it or suffer the consequences of your choice.]

[Well, if you want to marry a dead body, then fine. Because that's the only way you will ever have me.]

[Why are you acting like a bitch now? For four years you’ve been completely obedient, and now you're slapping my face because of that piece of shit?]

[I warned you to stop and you didn't. The discussion is over. You're a jackass.]

[Well, let's see. Oh, are you coming to my wedding on Saturday?]

[No. I would never support any of your marriages, let alone mine. Leave me alone right now or I will call security for harassment.]

I hung up my smartphone and walked over to their table. My brain told me to stay out of it, but seeing Scott's smug, happy face was pissing me off.

"Excuse me. My hearing is a lot better than you think it is, and I heard my name come up."

I slid my hand into my left jacket pocket and left it there. No, I didn't actually bring my guns to school since weapons are banned inside the building and they were currently locked in my trunk. Scott didn't know that, though.

"Did you want to give this little piece of shit one final beating? I don't mind. Or do you want to call some of your men?"

At that exact moment, I quick-drew my...

Pack of Juicy Fruit gum that Hana had given me. I pointed it straight at Scott. In sheer terror, he dove completely under the table.

"Anyone want a stick of gum? Is it any good?" I asked.

The entire fucking lunchroom, which had been recording what they thought was going to be one final bully beating, erupted into loud laughter at the sight of Mr. Tang diving away from chewing gum!

Nichole and Nadia’s eyes started to water as they held in their laughter. Linda looked completely confused about why Scott was diving like an absolute coward. Unknown to me, Linda feared violence and hadn't actually seen or heard about my recent actions. Not that I would have cared anyway.

"Scott, did you seriously think I would hurt you with bubblegum? Don't be silly. Cheer up, you're getting two new wives on Saturday, plus another surprise I hope you love! Just a small thank-you from me to you. Good luck on your exams, you're gonna need it! Oh, I forgot, I’m getting married on Friday too. Man, you and I are lucky bastards. Bye, girls, have fun with Mr. Tang!"

I walked away with my smile fully back in place. The marriage comment caught the girls completely off guard, and most people around assumed I meant the blonde lady in the video with me.

"Brother, you just fucking blindsided Scott Tang! I fucking love you, brother, ha-ha!" James shouted.

With the drama out of the way, the week continued. Scott's prestige hit an all-time low at the very end of high school. The video of him diving under the table became just as popular as the raise-the-roof clip.

Nobody else shared the remaining test days with me. When the final results were posted, everyone looked on with shocked, disbelieving eyes.

Number 1: Rick LeeNumber 2: Linda LangNumber 3: Tina FengNumber 4: ???? ????Number 5: ???? ????Number 6: ???? ????Number 7: Nichole NingNumber 8: ???? ????Number 9: James TongNumber 10: Nadia NingNumber 11: Scott Tang

And those were the posted results, or at least the names that mattered. Nichole naturally earned her rank on her own merit, but Nadia and James secured the three hacked spots. Jim only got his position because Nichole did so incredibly well.

Throughout the week leading up to Friday, Mary and I made sure to have sex at least once a night before she went to bed. We explicitly paced ourselves, focusing on deep, rhythmic strokes and thorough physical alignment to keep our stamina perfectly balanced. We didn't want to overdo the physical exhaustion until Friday arrived.

On top of talking to Hana every day during her lunch break, I went over to her place on Thursday while she was at work. I used my mechanical training to completely overhaul her car. I handled the structural alignment, calibrated the suspension, and mounted four brand-new tires, ensuring the vehicle was entirely optimized for the road again. Then I invaded her kitchen and prepped a massive batch of healthy, high-calorie, and savory dishes that she could easily microwave without sacrificing the fresh, juicy quality of the meat and vegetables. That night, she was a happy camper. Sunday would be my actual sleepover with her, where I planned to thoroughly enjoy her body.

Mary and I were having our official marriage and honeymoon on Friday and Saturday, just the two of us of course. Then, during the following week, I was needed for two days to act as an escort for Tina Feng, which meant guiding her through a social gathering filled with less-than-reputable humans, sigh.

But now the moment was here. It was Friday morning, and I needed to get ready for Mary to get off from work early. Today we were making it official.

Mary and I unpacked my father and mother's old wedding outfits. We had them professionally cleaned and tailored, but fortunately, we didn't need many modifications since we both shared our respective parents' exact height, weight, and physical builds. Our parents had married the exact same way. The two of them just vanished one day without telling either of us. They came home that night, yelled 'Surprise!' and that was it. We were doing the exact same thing. I just hoped our marriage would turn out better than theirs did, sigh.

Soon enough, Mary came home with a visible pep in her step, humming a wedding tune. She completely ignored me and went straight to the bedroom to get ready. Cute.

While I waited for my soon-to-be wife, I received some increasingly terrible news—terrible for Scott, that is. The text from Nichole read:

[The immigration office came in full force to capture and deport the spy sent to infiltrate the Tang family to make them betray Eurasia. LOL!]

When I messaged back to inquire further, Nichole shocked me with her reply:

[No, they found documents in her room, and she confessed to everything! She was truly a spy, Rick! You indirectly stopped a potential problem, ha-ha. Your luck is great. Plus, Scott is completely devastated and drinking. If all goes well with our wedding tomorrow, we can initiate plan [Bait and Switch], LOL. One day I will tell you about it, it will be Legendary!]

I texted back one last thing to them:

[Thanks for coming into my life. You are my friends, so.]

Just like Nichole always did, she didn't reply, knowing it would make things awkward. If only life were always this fair.

As I was lost in my thoughts, my phone started ringing with Hana on the line.

"Hello Hana, what's up?"

[It is lunchtime, and I am eating one of your delicious meals, so I just had to call. I know you and Mary are getting married today, and I wanted to congratulate you both.]

Since the phone was on speakerphone, Mary yelled over to Hana from behind me.

"Hiya Hana, fufu, thanks for calling today."

[Mary, are you sure you don't want me to take off early and come with you?]

"No, it's totally fine. We are just reenacting our parents' wedding and not making it a big deal. Marriage is about supporting each other, not partying. But if you marry Rick, we can definitely make it a big deal then, ufufu."

[Let's see if he ends up asking me in the future, fufu.]

"Oh, Hana, I forgot to ask. Are we still on for lunch on Sunday afternoon?"

[Yes, I made reservations at the day spa for us, and it is for two hours.]

"You two ladies are going out for the afternoon? What am I supposed to do then?" I asked.

[You're going grocery shopping to make dinner that night, silly.]

"That's right, Rick," Mary added. "While we engage in some wife-bonding, you can slave away. Oh, and bring me leftovers for work."

"By the way, Hana, I looked into Honda's activities and haven't noticed anything out of the ordinary. How has he been at work?"

[So far he has been listening to you. He even avoided using the same elevator with me, haha. Oh, by the way, Rick, did you know your friend James is taking Akeno out for a movie date this weekend? That is so adorable, right?]

Mary looked surprised to hear that about my friend, whom she knew all too well.

"Really? Beanstalk James is also dating an older girl. You two really are best friends."

[All right, you two, my lunch break is over. I will skip calling tomorrow to give you a full day for your honeymoon, fufu. So try not to send me a zombie on Sunday, Mary.]

"No, we are just going to sit at home, watch old movies, and act like an old couple," Mary laughed. "Rick and I have been together for eighteen years, so the magic is mostly in the bed now, ha-ha. Plus, with me actively shooting for a baby, I want the internal fluid exchange to be maximized without unnecessary exhaustion. I will let you take care of the rest later. Work safe."

"Why do I feel like the third wheel in my own conversation?" I muttered.

"Because you are!" Mary teased.

[See both of you on Sunday, bye. Click... Do do do...]

"Rick, I am so excited about this spa day. I've never actually had one. Let's hurry up and get married already so Sunday comes faster. Hurry up and help me dress!"

With that, I changed into a simple, black traditional wedding suit that looked like an ornate kung-fu outfit. Mary's dress was a plain, silky white dress.

Sadly, there was no grand ceremony to report. The two of us drove downtown to the Life Statistics Center, which handles official unions. The entire process was fast and easy—even easier than buying a gun.

Mary registered officially as my second wife. We pressed our thumbprints onto the certificate, and the staff asked if we were ready to be married. After we both said yes, they took a picture of us kissing and attached it straight to the file.

We both picked out simple, plain bands of gold that we wouldn't mind getting banged up during our daily jobs. We also got gold chains to hang them around our necks for the days when wearing a ring on your finger is bad for your hands.

Then we left the center happy, grabbed an early supper out, and went straight home to consummate our marriage.

Once the door closed behind us, the easygoing atmosphere dissolved into pure, raw heat. Mary shed her silky white dress, revealing her smooth, toned body. My hands slid over her bare waist, pulling her flush against my chest as our lips locked in a deep, demanding kiss. I lifted her up, her legs wrapping tightly around my waist, and carried her straight to the mattress.

There was no hesitation between us. We knew exactly how to please each other. I pressed her down onto her back, spreading her thighs wide as my fingers slid down to check her natural lubrication. She was already slick and dripping for me. I lined myself up and pushed completely inside her in one smooth, heavy thrust. Mary gasped, her fingers digging into my shoulders as her walls clamped down tight around my length.

I began moving with a deliberate, grinding rhythm, driving deep into her core. The wet friction filled the quiet room with loud, heavy slapping sounds.

Mary threw her head back, her chest heaving as she took every single inch of me. I shifted her positioning, pulling her knees up toward her chest to open her up completely, allowing me to drive even deeper against her sweet spot. Her internal muscles pulsed, squeezing me harder with every thrust as her climax began to build.

"Rick... fill me up," she whimpered, her face flushed with heat. "Give me that baby."

Hearing her dirty talk drove me over the edge. I sped up the pace, hammering into her with unrelenting force. Mary shrieked as her climax hit, her entire body shaking as her walls tightened like a vice around me. I gave three more heavy, bottoming-out thrusts and drove myself as deep as physically possible into her womb. I let go, releasing a massive, hot torrent of semen directly inside her. I held myself pinned deep within her as my fluid filled her completely, ensuring the internal ejaculation was absolute for our future family plans.

Our two days of marriage were so simple and stress-free that I truly wished we could live like that every single week.

That Saturday night, as we held each other tightly in bed, I spoke to the sleepy Mary resting against me.

"Good night, Mrs. Lee."

With a deeply satisfied grin, she squeezed my chest tight.

"Good night, Mr. Lee."

This was our new nightly ritual now, and I wanted it to go on forever. My father's last words to me were completely correct. I finally understood everything now that I truly loved someone. I would get much stronger for the sake of my lovers.

I will protect my love to my very last breath.

Mrs. Mary lee