How to Train Your Ex-Billionaire novel Chapter 7

After Judith and the others left, a heavy silence fell over the classroom.

Winifred glanced at Yvan, then looked down at the floor and whispered, “Thank you.”

Yvan, hands shoved in his pockets, struck a defiant pose. “Too quiet. Didn’t hear you.”

Winifred felt a flush of embarrassment and raised her voice slightly. “I said, thank you.”

It still wasn’t very loud.

Yvan let out a small scoff. “Thanks? How are you planning to thank me?”

Winifred hadn't expected him to say that. She froze for a few seconds before asking quietly, “How do you want me to thank you?”

“Be my girlfriend.”

Winifred’s head snapped up, her eyes wide with shock.

“What? You don’t want to?” Yvan stared down at her.

Winifred nervously curled her fingers. “I—I’m not planning on dating,” she stammered.

Pinecrest Preparatory School was relatively liberal; dating wasn't encouraged, but it wasn't forbidden either. She knew of at least two couples in her class.

But in her old town, it was strictly prohibited, a punishable offense. Her teachers there had constantly drilled into them that dating in high school was a cardinal sin that would ruin their studies and waste their time.

So, in her mind, it was wrong.

She had always been a good student, someone who followed the rules.

Besides, with final exams just six months away, she didn’t want any distractions.

The classroom was quiet for a moment before Yvan leaned in close, looking down at her. “Where did your mind go? You think I actually like you? Take a look in the mirror. You think I’d be interested in… this?”

Winifred’s face burned. “Then why…?”

Yvan straightened up, leaning back against the desk in his usual lazy posture. “You’re not the only good student who doesn’t want to date. I don’t either. You said you wanted to thank me, right? So, be my girlfriend—in name only. Help me get all these clingy girls off my back, and we’ll call it even.”

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