The Man Who Burned Me Alive in My Past Life Was Also Reborn Novel by Fitzgerald Mitchell

“Hey, sweetheart. Stomachache? I’ll come over right now.”

It was likely Yaritza calling, and Patrick rushed downstairs hurriedly.

Watching his retreating figure, I could not help but laugh in my mind.

I hope Yaritza is really everything you think she is!

Patrick and Yaritza’s relationship was anything but discreet. They flaunted their love openly, completely ignoring the judgment of others.

At first, the teachers turned a blind eye to Patrick’s behavior, trusting that he would stay focused on his goals and not let trivial distractions affect his studies.

After all, he had always been a top student.

However, as his antics grew more outrageous, such as skipping classes and turning in blank exams, the teachers could no longer remain silent. They finally called Dustin.

The moment Dustin arrived at the office, he slapped Patrick hard across the face.

“You ungrateful brat! How dare you skip school to date?!”

Dustin was furious. Since childhood, Patrick had always been showered with praise from relatives and friends.

Dustin had always believed that his son would follow the successful path he had laid out for him, never imagining that one day he would be called to the school over something as foolish as his son’s love life.

Patrick pressed his tongue against the side of his face, which was now swollen from the slap, and let out a reckless laugh. “Dad, you just don’t get it. Yaritza is the most important person in the world to me, and nothing else even comes close!”

To the Patrick of the past, the one who would go on to become a successful CEO of a Fortune 500 company, Yaritza was indeed his greatest obsession, the one he had never had.

But what if he lost everything?

Without a second thought, Patrick pulled Yaritza into his arms and kissed her passionately right in front of the teachers and his father.

“You’re a disgrace! A total disgrace!”

Dustin’s eyes turned red with rage, his trembling finger pointing at Patrick.

Seemingly unsatisfied with how much damage had been done, Yaritza even leaned into the kiss, reciprocating with equal intensity.

When they finally pulled apart, she stood straight, walking over to Dustin.

“Dustin, I love your son. I believe that love can conquer all, and nothing can break apart two people who are meant to be together. And to be honest, we’ve already…

taken things to the next level.”

That was the final straw. Dustin, completely annoyed by Yaritza’s bold admission, shoved aside the teachers, trying to hold Patrick back and punching him in a blind rage.

“You idiot! Do you even understand what it means to take responsibility for your life and the lives of others?!”

Patrick remained where he stood, refusing to fight back. Even with bruises forming on his body, he stayed resolute.

“I love Yaritza, and I won’t let anyone separate us!”

I had only come to the office to drop off some homework and had not intended to get involved in this ridiculous scene. Just as I was about to slip away quietly, Patrick suddenly grabbed me.

“It was you, wasn’t it? You’re jealous of Yaritza, and you can’t stand seeing us being together!”

His grip on the front of my uniform tightened, becoming so intense that I could hardly breathe.

My face flushed, partly from the lack of oxygen and partly because he had exposed my long-hidden feelings so publicly.