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Priyank nodded as he processed the details in his head, recalling the information about Priya’s scholarship that he had read before. He had never considered that it could be the reason for their financial situation.

Of course, college expenses were exorbitant, and no government funds could cover it all.

This new piece of information shed light on another aspect of the challenging circumstances Priya had faced.

He couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness knowing that Priya had to make sacrifices similar to those his own mother had made.

While he himself hadn’t grown up surrounded by riches, he had worked hard to become a billionaire and now enjoyed all the luxuries life could offer.

Similarly, he could see the determination in Priya, evidenced by her scholarship to a top college. It was quite impressive to expect such academic success from someone like Priya.

After noticing the shocked expression on Priyank’s face, Priya spoke up, offering reassurance.

“What are you looking so shocked about? It’s not that bad. That’s why Mother Mary can continue to support us even after we turn 18. I’m still living there. Otherwise, if we relied solely on funding, I wouldn’t be able to afford my education and would have to work to support myself,” she explained, observing his contemplative expression as he delved deep into his thoughts, likely conjuring scenarios in his head, something he was quite adept at.

Priyank snapped back from his thoughts, refocusing on Priya’s calm voice.

“And we lived in a loving environment,” she added softly.

As Priya spoke, Priyank’s admiration for her resilience grew. Despite the challenges she faced, she maintained a positive outlook and a determination to pursue her education.

It was evident to him that Priya possessed a strength of character that went beyond her circumstances.

“Great, now that you’re with me, I’m going to make sure you get everything you deserve, Angel. Anything you want, I’ll make sure to provide,” Priyank declared with unwavering determination.

Now that Priya was his woman, his life, his everything, he was committed to ensuring she received all the luxuries she could dream of, and even those she couldn’t imagine.

“I am not ‘with’ you. I’m here because I don’t want to stress Mother Mary. Why would I be with you? I don’t crave luxury; I can’t enjoy it when there’s so much to do for our orphanage,” Priya stated firmly, wanting to clarify any misunderstandings.

She refused to be treated like an object to be possessed, and she harboured no romantic feelings for him.

As for enjoying luxury, she wasn’t selfish enough to indulge in such pleasures. Her focus was on working hard, earning diligently, and providing for the children in the orphanage, who were her friends.

With Mother Mary ageing, Priya felt a sense of duty to take on the responsibility of supporting the orphanage once she completed her education. It was her way of giving back, just as Mary had done for them.

“Wow! I never thought you could be so sensible,” Priyank praised her, brushing off her assertion that she wasn’t his.

Sooner or later, she would come to realise it herself. It didn’t matter if it wasn’t now.

But what puzzled him was her strong desire to do so much for the orphanage.

Who would even hire her for a job? That was the biggest question.

Despite her intelligence in academics, what about her practical skills? She lacked sensible communication and struggled to grasp many concepts.

And her tendency to easily acquiesce to things, despite her stubbornness, made her susceptible to manipulation. Anyone could sway the situation in their favour, and she would go along with it.

Now that she would be with him, he couldn’t entertain the idea of her working. If it was about the orphanage, he could simply donate.

She didn’t need to work at all. The way she had readily performed oral sex on him made him wonder what she would do if others manipulated her in the same way.

Had he not known her history of having no previous relationships or connections, her behaviour might have led him to believe that others had already taken advantage of her, which fortunately hadn’t happened.

He didn’t hold any value for her being a virgin. His heart now belonged to Priya, and if she weren’t a virgin, he wouldn’t care. What he did care about was ensuring that no other man had seen her before him.

He would have to hunt them down if that were the case, but thankfully, that wasn’t necessary now.

He couldn’t risk sending her to a job. He didn’t even want to send her to college, let alone a job.

And to be honest, he could proudly say he was a virgin, so Priya being a virgin was doubly good.

“I am sensible. What do you mean you never thought I could be sensible? I am a good and intelligent person. In case you don’t know, I’m a topper,” Priya bragged, seldom mentioning her academic achievements to anyone before.

The way he spoke about her as if she were some lost cause was something she refused to entertain. He needed to recognize her accomplishments.

“I’ve won in so many debates, sports, and many more quizzes. Who are you calling dumb?” Priya continued defiantly.

Priyank smirked. “When did I say you’re dumb? And your body doesn’t look like you play any sports. As for debates, I doubt anyone can win against you because you don’t give anyone a chance to speak either.”

Priyank chuckled as he finished speaking, amused by how visibly annoyed Priya looked. Her nose was flaring, her cheeks flushed, her eyes narrowed, and she was nervously nibbling on her lower lip.

He had the urge to do the same, but her lips were bruised from what had happened yesterday, so he refrained.

Considering her slender figure, he couldn’t imagine how she could claim to have won in any sports. However, he could concede to her prowess in debates and quizzes, as he had seen her academic history. He couldn’t deny her achievements in that regard.C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

“You’re the one being dumb here. What does body size have to do with playing sports? I don’t need a bulky physique to excel in sports. Your argument is nonsensical, so you’re the one not being sensible here.”