Lord Preston's Secret Tutor (47 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 19
“Since you’re a former soldier, your reflexes shouldn’t be too bad. Alright then, let’s begin. Start with your left foot. Thump-tap-tap, thump-tap… Oops.”
Jacqueline, who had been moving gracefully, suddenly frowned. Right at the start, Windsor had kicked her shin.
Just how on earth could someone kick your shin instead of simply stepping on your foot?
Jacqueline stared at him with bewildered eyes. Windsor faintly furrowed his brow. Noticing her gaze, he murmured quietly,
“My apologies.”
“…That’s alright. It’s your first time, after all. Shall we try again?”
Jacqueline gave him an encouraging smile. She was quite a good teacher and wouldn’t give up on a student over something so minor.
“Relax your body. Thump-tap-tap, thump-tap… Ugh!”
This time, Windsor shoved her shoulder. Jacqueline’s upper body swayed backward, and Windsor quickly caught her by the back, pulling her into his arms.
Jacqueline straightened her half-bent torso. Forcing a smile, she looked up at Windsor.
“…”
Windsor, meeting her silent stare, whispered in a low voice,
“My sincerest apologies once again, Miss Somerset.”
“Hoo… Alright.”
Jacqueline took a deep breath. Every student held their own unique potential, and a teacher’s role was to help that potential blossom.
Reaffirming her noble sense of duty, she offered another gentle smile.
“Your body is far too stiff, Lord Preston. It would be better to move a bit more fluidly. Start with your left foot. That’s right. Thump-tap-tap, thump… Hah!”
Windsor’s elbow struck her temple. This time, she didn’t even let out a groan—or perhaps it was more accurate to say the pain was so intense she couldn’t even manage a sound.
Windsor wore an uncharacteristically awkward expression.
“No, seriously—how on earth does one end up hitting someone with their elbow? Do you perhaps mistake me for a pirate rather than a young lady? We’re dancing, Lord Preston, not sparring.”
“Hmm. I truly am sorry.”
“…Alright.”
Jacqueline let go of his hand.
Windsor’s gaze lingered on his own empty palm. Jacqueline, who had so readily taken his hand earlier, released it now without the slightest hesitation.
He quietly clenched his fist, lowered his arm, clasped his hands behind his back, and looked at Jacqueline.
She was smiling faintly—but her eyes weren’t smiling at all. Even Windsor, who was usually oblivious, could clearly tell she was angry.
“It seems greedy of us to hope to dance with you at the upcoming ball.”
Finally, she raised both hands in surrender.
“Didn’t I tell you right from the start? There’s really no need for you to learn dancing.”
“We just need a bit more time, Lord Preston. Please don’t give up so easily. If not this ball, then the next one.”
Jacqueline paused there, gathered her dress slightly, and dipped into a small curtsy.
“Let’s end today’s lesson here. It’s time for Benjamin’s afternoon class. If you’ll excuse me.”
Without looking back, she strode straight out of the study. Only after the door closed did Jacqueline stop walking and release the sigh she’d been holding in.
Slowly, she lowered her gaze to her own hand. It burned hotly—and trembled ever so slightly.
Suddenly, her throat went dry. It was a fierce thirst no cup of tea could quench. Pressing her flushed cheeks firmly, she resumed walking slowly.
“…”
Windsor, who had been listening to her footsteps, only turned his gaze after hearing her steps fade away from the door.
On the table, only a cold cup of tea remained. The person who had just been chattering away there had vanished.
“Just like a storm.”
Yes, upon reflection, she truly was like the wind.
To a sailor, the wind was a natural adversary. A rough gale would rock the ship and plunge the crew into chaos.
Storms arrived without warning. Towering waves would surge as if to swallow the vessel whole—only to subside again just as suddenly.
Only those who had survived such near-death experiences could appreciate the luxury of gazing upon calm waters shimmering with golden sunlight.
Predicting the capricious wind was beyond human capacity. So too was resisting it. All a fragile, insignificant being could do was yield to the immense force of nature.
Jacqueline Somerset was equally unpredictable. Windsor, returning to his desk, cast another glance toward the closed door.
It felt as though ripples had disturbed his tranquil routine—circular waves spreading in unexpected directions at unforeseen moments.
“What a pity.”
He muttered this to no one in particular and lowered his eyes to his desk. Picking up a pen with his empty hand, the lingering sense of emptiness eased slightly.
***
The sky was blue, the breeze gentle, and the sunlight soft. As usual, a new day began with the rising sun.
“Colin.”
Jacqueline pinched her old friend’s cheeks. As she squeezed with both hands, plump-cheeked Colin’s face thinned, pushing his lips forward.
Pfft.
Amused by Colin’s comical expression, the corners of her eyes curved gently like crescent moons.
“I quite like the Preston estate. What about you?”
Colin remained silent, as always. He had kept quiet through all her secret confessions and occasional gossip about others.
Colin had played a significant role in helping her successfully graduate from the strict Bristol Girls’ Boarding School.
“You’ll surely grow fond of Benjamin when you meet him. He’s an absolutely adorable child.”
Pfft.
Colin still said nothing. He just stared at Jacqueline with his lips pouted. His button-like eyes sparkled.
“William, Madam Ritz, and even Betty and Emma might seem aloof on the surface, but they’re actually kind-hearted people. And, um…”
Jacqueline caught herself smiling unconsciously.
“Lord Preston is a fine student too. Of course, his dancing skills are utterly hopeless.”
A soft laugh escaped through her teeth.
Pfft.
Colin remained silent once more. Her faithful friend pretended not to hear her gossip and stuck to his usual quiet demeanor.
“But he’s better than I expected.”
Pfft.
“Alright. Shall we start the day beautifully again today? I’ll be off now, Colin. See you later.”
Pfft.
Jacqueline gave one last glance in the mirror, waved at Colin, and marched confidently out the door. At that very moment—
“!”
A small shadow suddenly burst out. Jacqueline was startled so badly she couldn’t even scream. Her heart dropped into her stomach.
“Good morning, Miss Somerset.”
Recognizing the familiar voice, she realized the shadow belonged to Benjamin. She instinctively smiled, placing a hand on her chest to calm her racing heart.
“Good morning, Benja—min?”
Jacqueline’s expression slowly drained away. Blinking at Benjamin’s outfit, her long lashes lowered slowly, then rose again just as slowly.
The boy, clad in shorts and suspenders, wore a straw hat perfectly sized for his head.
“Huh?”
Jacqueline let out an unintentionally dazed sound. Benjamin looked up at her with sparkling eyes.
“You said we’d go exploring the opposite garden this morning, so I’ve been waiting.”
“Oh…!”
Jacqueline looked utterly caught off guard. After a moment of speechless hesitation, she slowly knelt down.
For some inexplicable reason, her throat tightened. It felt as though a hot lump blocked her windpipe. Meeting Benjamin’s eyes, she forced out a strained whisper,
“So you’ve been waiting for me outside my door?”
“Yes.”
“Since when?”
“Since an hour ago.”
Good heavens.
Jacqueline’s eyes flicked toward the corridor window. The world, dim just moments ago, was now fully bright.
She hadn’t even had breakfast yet. Seeing her shocked expression, Benjamin fidgeted and continued hesitantly,
“U-um… Did I come too early? You said ‘in the morning,’ but I wasn’t sure exactly when morning starts…”
Jacqueline smiled warmly.
“No, not at all. You must have been bored waiting—why didn’t you just call for me?”
“Uncle said it’s improper to disturb a lady’s morning.”
She raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise, then nodded. On second thought, that was very much something Windsor would say. Despite appearances, he was unexpectedly courteous.
“Alright, since we have time before breakfast, shall we begin our exploration?”
“Yes, Miss Somerset!”
Benjamin nodded solemnly, as if entrusted with a grave mission. As the two marched down the corridor in perfect step, like soldiers,
“Good morning, Miss Somerset.”
Windsor, emerging from the morning room, greeted her politely. Jacqueline, who had been striding confidently just moments ago, instantly adjusted her demeanor and gave an elegant nod.
“Good morning, Lord Preston.”
“Benjamin has been waiting outside your door since an hour ago.”
“So I heard. He could’ve just knocked.”
She looked down at the boy with affection. Benjamin fidgeted with his fingers, silently hoping their conversation would end soon.
“He got up at dawn and made such a fuss that he troubled the maids.”
At this, Benjamin flinched. Hearing his misdeeds discussed right in front of him, the boy rolled his eyes helplessly.
“How about making exact time arrangements next time? Assuming you agree with me, Miss Somerset, that vagueness only exhausts both parties.”
“Are you always this precise about everything, Lord Preston?”
A faint edge crept into Jacqueline’s voice. But Windsor didn’t seem to notice at all. As Benjamin rolled his eyes toward the opposite side, Windsor calmly nodded.
“Yes.”
“Oh, of course. How wonderful for you to be so precise.”
Jacqueline thought she’d have plenty to tell Colin today and strode forward briskly.
“Come on, Benjamin.”
Windsor’s voice called out from behind.
“Benjamin.”
“Yes, I haven’t forgotten I’m the future Marquess of Preston. And of course, I have no intention of forgetting it in the future either.”
Jacqueline retorted without even turning around. She pushed open the front door and stepped out briskly.
Windsor lifted an eyebrow slightly, then headed back to his room. He couldn’t understand why she, who had just been smiling, had suddenly turned so prickly.
After all, storms weren’t meant to be predicted—and even if one tried, they couldn’t be avoided. All he could do was yield to the wind as it blew.
Top Celebrity Younger Brother Bears Her Child (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: Forced to live stream romance with a top celebrity in a female-dominant world.
Yan Jin transmigrated into a brothel, with a fellow transmigrated junior beside her.
Hearing the obscene words coming from outside, the unfortunate junior covered his ears tightly, his cheeks flushed red, and whispered to comfort her, “Don’t worry, I will definitely help you escape.”
“Don’t worry, I will definitely defend your chastity.” Yan Jin looked at the flawless and delicate features of the unfortunate junior and gently comforted, “Because we have transmigrated into a female-dominant world.”
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Top celebrity Yu Shu suddenly fell into a coma during a concert.
Research scientist Yan Jin fainted in the lab after working overtime.
Two people with no connection were rushed to the same hospital.
Three days later, neither of them had woken up.
Suddenly, the entire nation discovered that a live streaming app had been forcibly installed on their phones.
Upon opening it, they heard the two discussing how to escape from the brothel.
The entire internet was in an uproar.
After the two successfully escaped from the brothel, Yu Shu’s fan group rushed to make a banner and sent it to the hospital overnight.
“Big sister bravely took action to defend the chastity of our idol!”
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When Yu Shu was diagnosed with pregnancy, Yan Jin stared at his belly for a long time.
Covering his stomach, he muttered gloomily, “If you don’t like it, I’ll go get an abortion.”
“It’s not that I don’t like it.” Yan Jin hugged Yu Shu and said softly, “I just feel like I’m not human.”
Yu Shu comforted Yan Jin, “I was already an adult when we got together.”
Yan Jin hesitated, “But you won’t be of legal marriageable age even after giving birth to the child.”
At the same time, a flood of bullet comments appeared in the live streaming room that the two couldn’t see.
[Although it’s inappropriate, I also want a young and handsome boyfriend to have my child.]
①Male pregnancy (highlighted)
The female lead is five years older than the male lead, and the male lead is already an adult when he appears.
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“After all, not having them won’t kill me.”
Yes, I thought so. Those things are for a gentleman, a soldier on parade – not for the life he used to live…
“I prefer to crush them thoroughly before they ever grow into a significant thre
Wow. That’s a real man right there. I like him. (๑♡⌓♡๑)
Her lips involuntarily curved into a small smile at Benjamin’s eager response. S
Hahahaha, so that’s how my teachers see me. I’m usually a total Windsor….
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it does!! i can feel their chemistry is going to cause a storm
AAACCK! I can feel it😆., both are starting to fall in love
AAACCK! I can feel it😆., both are starting to fall in love