Chapter 4My Student Stole My Husband So I Married His Uncle

Full of anxiety, I didn’t sleep a wink.

But the next morning, the blizzard hadn’t stopped.

Ignoring the front desk’s warnings, I borrowed a set of extreme weather gear, took Winnie’s urn, and headed up the mountain alone.

I was halfway up, taking a short break before pushing on, when the small pack I’d placed at my feet suddenly vanished! It held Winnie’s remains!

I sprang up, frantically looking around, and spotted Phoebe nearby, wearing identical gear.

“Professor Winters, looking for this?”

A look of pure malice spread across her face.

“Give it back!”

I lunged to snatch it, but Phoebe held the small canister aloft, dodging my hands. She kept it just out of reach.

In a fit of fury, I shoved her hard.

At that exact moment, Owen arrived, rushing toward us.

He roared, “Stop it!”

Owen caught a frightened-looking Phoebe in his arms.

“Phoebe knew you’d risked going up the mountain in the snow and came out after you despite the danger, and this is how you repay her?!”

“How can you be so utterly vicious!”

I barely heard his condemnation. My eyes were fixed on the canister in Phoebe’s hands.

“Give it to me! Hand it over!”

Phoebe shrank back, hiding the canister completely in Owen’s embrace.

“What in the hell are you doing?!” Owen had completely run out of patience.

The words That’s our daughter’s ashes were on the tip of my tongue. But seeing his tightly knit brows, I caught myself.

He would just think I was lying again.

“It’s, it’s something very important to me,” I managed, grinding the words out.

Phoebe peeked out from behind him.

“Since it’s so important, I’ll help you hold onto it, Professor Winters.”

“My jacket has a pocket. Don’t worry, it absolutely won’t fall out if I hold it!”

I was about to refuse again when Owen cut in.

“That’s enough. If you want to hike, go hike. If Phoebe hadn’t been kind enough to worry about you, who would risk their neck to accompany you?”

“Don’t drag us down!”

“That’s right, Professor Winters. Are you taking it to the summit? Then let’s hurry up. I’ll give it back when we get there.”

Every one of my protests was shot down by the two of them.