Reborn with My Genius Husband

Chapter 172: She Is Normal

Iris Kensington squirmed and twisted, but she couldn’t escape Anna Willow’s clutches. She couldn’t help but cry out to Holly Winslow for aid, "Holly, help me."

Her voice cracked on the word "me."

Holly Winslow couldn’t help but laugh, shaking her head. "When goddesses fight, a mere mortal like me shouldn’t get involved."

Iris Kensington raised a hand. "Holly, HAHA, I’ll buy you... ice cream! Quick, help me! I’m gonna die laughing!"

Tempted by the offer of ice cream, Holly Winslow joined in to help. The three of them dissolved into a laughing, chaotic pile, and by the end, no one was sure who was tickling whom.

Zeke Zane and Anna Willow had already made plans to see a movie. Since Holly Winslow and the others were free, they tagged along, but they were tactful enough to keep their distance.

The movie hadn’t started yet.

Anna Willow sat next to Zeke Zane, hardly daring to breathe. She shot a pleading look toward the back row.

’Goddesses, please, come save me!’

Iris Kensington and Holly Winslow were doubled over with laughter, heartlessly refusing her plea.

Zeke Zane took the initiative, pushing the popcorn into her hands. Trying to make conversation, he asked, "How are your studies going?"

Anna Willow: "..."

She stuffed a few kernels of popcorn into her mouth. "They’re so-so."

Zeke Zane: "..."

He kept trying. "It’s fine. You’ve already passed the threshold for the arts track, so the score requirement isn’t that high. Are there any universities you’re thinking of attending?"

"Not really." Anna Willow shook her head.

As they continued their stilted conversation, the movie started, and both of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

During the movie, Iris Kensington and Holly Winslow kept glancing at the couple in front of them to see what they were up to. Mortimer Quincy, unhappy that his darling’s attention was elsewhere, wrapped a long arm around her and murmured jealously, "Not as good-looking as me."

Holly Winslow: "..."

’That show-off Mortimer.’

Beside them, Iris Kensington couldn’t help but let out a laugh. Realizing she was interrupting, she quickly covered her mouth and moved to an empty seat further down the row.

She was giving the young couple some space.

As soon as she left, that rascal Mortimer Quincy grew even bolder. He draped his hand over her waist, giving it little squeezes now and then, and then deliberately started tickling her.

Holly Winslow grabbed his wandering hand, warning in a hushed voice, "Do you want me to scream ’pervert’?"

"I’m all ears."

Mortimer Quincy gently rested her head on his shoulder. He raised an eyebrow and added, "Darling, if I decided to *really* be a pervert, you’d be terrified."

Holly Winslow: "..."

Around eight-thirty, Wyatt Winslow called to ask if they were home yet, the unspoken message being that he was urging them to return.

Mortimer Quincy had wanted to hang out on the basketball court with his darling and steal a kiss or two, but that plan was now down the drain. He dutifully escorted the girls to the entrance of their apartment building.

Anna Willow and Iris Kensington exchanged a look. With a knowing glance, they said, "We’ll wait for you upstairs." Covering their mouths to stifle their giggles, they hurried up the stairs.

Mortimer Quincy raised an eyebrow and glanced at Zeke Zane. Zeke Zane: "..."

He silently walked away.

Holly Winslow knew what that rascal Mortimer Quincy wanted. She glanced around and, seeing no one else, stood on her tiptoes and gave him a quick kiss. "I’m going upstairs. Good night."

She was gone up the stairs in a matter of seconds. Mortimer Quincy stood stunned for a moment, then let out a low chuckle. "Clever little rabbit."

’She knew I wanted a kiss and gave me one herself.’

’Not bad at all.’

Zeke Zane, who had unintentionally witnessed the scene, was speechless. "..."

’So the rumors about them kissing on the athletic field weren’t an exaggeration. They really did it.’

’But...’

’That was the athletic field!!!’

’Why is Mortimer Quincy so brazen?!’

’Is it because he’s ranked first in the whole school?’

「9:30 PM, Holly Winslow’s Bedroom」

The three girls were lying down, ready for sleep, when Anna Willow suddenly glanced at Holly Winslow’s chest. "Holly, you’ve grown."

Holly Winslow followed her gaze downward. "..."

Then, blushing with indignation, she cried out, "Anna!!"

Anna Willow gave a wicked "HEHE" laugh and poked her arm. "Fess up. Has your handsome ’cousin’ had a feel yet?"

Holly Winslow stared at her in shock, coughing abruptly. With a guilty conscience, she said, "Anna, your mind is getting dirtier and dirtier."

Anna Willow wasn’t the least bit embarrassed. Since they were all best friends, she let her true nature show. "We’re all adults. What’s there to be shy about?"

"It’s just like in the romance novels, you know?"

Iris Kensington immediately caught on, bursting into laughter. She watched Holly Winslow like a hawk, waiting for a confession. "Fess up."

Holly, who understood instantly: "..."

’This is just normal growth.’

’It has nothing to do with that rascal Mortimer Quincy whatsoever.’

’Ahem...’

But she couldn’t bring herself to admit anything in front of her friends. She gave them both a playful shove. "No! Where are your minds at?"

"That can’t be right."

Anna Willow didn’t believe her. She smirked and added, "According to the usual novel tropes, if the female lead is this beautiful, the male lead would’ve dropped his pants and... you know... a long time ago."

Holly Winslow: "..."

"Anna, I told you to read less smut."

Seeing that Holly’s face was beet red, Anna Willow stopped teasing her and turned to Iris Kensington instead. "Iris, what about you? Is it true for you?"

Iris Kensington wasn’t flustered at all. She and Chris Chaucer hadn’t done anything more than kiss. She laughed and shot back, "Anna, you perv."

The "perv," Anna Willow, burst out laughing and declared with mock seriousness, "If a woman isn’t a little naughty, a man won’t be interested."

Her words made both Holly Winslow and Iris Kensington laugh. Holly tilted her head and looked at her. "Then how come you aren’t like that in front of Zeke Zane?"

Anna Willow’s laughter came to an abrupt halt. She coughed twice, and her face turned red.

Now it was Holly Winslow and Iris Kensington’s turn to laugh mercilessly. Flustered, Anna Willow launched herself at them, tickling them. "You two are so mean!"

Holly Winslow and Iris Kensington joined forces to fight back, pinning Anna Willow beneath them and tickling her mercilessly.

Anna Willow shrieked with laughter, "HAHAHA, I was wrong! My two beautiful goddesses, I surrender!"

A few minutes later, the three of them were lying down again, panting slightly.

After resting for a moment, Iris Kensington suddenly asked, "Anna, are you really going to date that robot?"

Anna Willow seemed a bit uncomfortable. "I don’t know. I feel like he’s okay, he just has low emotional intelligence."

Holly Winslow couldn’t help but let out an unsympathetic laugh. They all agreed that Zeke Zane actually had high emotional intelligence; this was probably just his first time in a relationship, so he hadn’t found his footing yet.

"He is alright. He’s decent-looking, and his grades are good," Iris Kensington commented earnestly, then added, "But I don’t think he’s your type. Don’t you like the fair-skinned, clean-cut guys?"

Holly Winslow knew this was true.

Anna Willow couldn’t quite describe the feeling either. It was too early to say she *liked* him; after all, they were just starting out.

But she didn’t dislike him, either. At the very least, she felt a little happy.

"I don’t know. We’ll see after graduation. If we’re not a good fit, we’ll just break up."

"Besides, with the huge gap in our grades, it’ll probably be a long-distance relationship, which I’m not a big fan of."

Long-distance relationships are definitely tough to get through. You might only see each other once every month or two, and there are just too many variables.

Still, Zeke Zane was a dependable guy.

But Holly Winslow couldn’t just say that. She linked arms with Anna. "Don’t overthink it. We’ll deal with the future when it gets here."

Then she turned to Iris Kensington. "Iris, are you planning to apply to the same university as Chris Chaucer?"

"Mhm."

Iris Kensington looked a little shy. She then asked, "What about you, Holly?"

Before Holly Winslow could answer, Anna Willow said confidently, "They’ll definitely go to the same school. Holly’s grades are amazing."

"No, I’m applying to B University’s College of Education. He’s probably applying to B University’s main campus," Holly Winslow said, shaking her head.