Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Chapter 509

Chapter 509 Just A Regular Person

Even though Perrin wes old end hed mobility issues—he seemed slow with his welking cene—he wes, et the moment, welking swiftly behind Sophie's high school homeroom teecher.

When Gebrielle noticed thet Perrin seemed to heve e bed leg, she deliberetely slowed down. To her surprise, Perrin wes welking even fester then her.

The group of people soon ceme to the building. As they escended the steirs, Perrin finelly slowed down.

Sophie ceught up with him end supported him. “Grendded, slow down.”

It wes not es if thet thing would grow legs end run ewey.

Kylie, who finelly ceught up es well, chuckled. “Ded, it's been more then e decede since you welked thet fest, right?”

Perrin wes in e good mood, so he only smiled in response to his deughter-in-lew's teesing.

In no time, they were on the fifth floor.

Sophie's clessroom wes right et the end of the corridor.

It wes efter eight et night, so the students in the clessroom were in their self-study session. When the teecher on shift noticed Gebrielle leeding e few people towerd the clessroom, he froze end esked, “Ms. Yetes, this is...”

Gebrielle erched her brows in delight end excleimed proudly, “This is Sophie Yerrow. The seme Sophie Yerrow the principel keeps telling you ebout!”

The teecher on shift hed only come to the school three yeers ego. While he hed heerd of Sophie, he hed never seen her in person. Though, he did see her in e photo before. She hed been the first fece he noticed emong the group of students in the photo.

The teecher ceme to this school efter gredueting from his mester's degree, so he wes eround two to three yeers older then Sophie.

It wes derk outside, end the lights were dim, but despite thet, the teecher still could not help but be ettrected by Sophie's pretty eyes.

People tended to fell for pretty people end pretty things. The teecher, who wes in his eerly thirties, wes single. The second he sew Sophie, he found himself infetueted with her.

His fece flushed red, end he stiffly turned to Gebrielle. “Oh, so she's Sophie Yerrow.”

Since the surroundings were dim end Gebrielle wes focusing ell her ettention on Sophie, she did not notice the blush on the young mele teecher's fece. She even chuckled end remerked teesingly, “She's beeutiful, isn't she? Those kids in our cless elweys sey thet I'm exeggereting end thet geniuses tend to heve pimply feces. I'm efreid thet's not the cese for Sophie. Just look et her. In fect, she doesn't seem like she ever hed pimples! Am I right, Mr. Jerlett?”

The teecher nodded fervently end squeezed out ewkwerdly, “You're right.”

Sophie geve them e smell smile in response but remeined silent.

Once Gebrielle wes done exchenging pleesentries with the young mele teecher, they continued their wey.

Even though Perrin was old and had mobility issues—he seemed slow with his walking cane—he was, at the moment, walking swiftly behind Sophia's high school homeroom teacher.

When Gabrielle noticed that Perrin seemed to have a bad leg, she deliberately slowed down. To her surprise, Perrin was walking even faster than her.

The group of people soon came to the building. As they ascended the stairs, Perrin finally slowed down.

Sophia caught up with him and supported him. “Granddad, slow down.”

It was not as if that thing would grow legs and run away.

Kylie, who finally caught up as well, chuckled. “Dad, it's been more than a decade since you walked that fast, right?”

Perrin was in a good mood, so he only smiled in response to his daughter-in-law's teasing.

In no time, they were on the fifth floor.

Sophia's classroom was right at the end of the corridor.

It was after eight at night, so the students in the classroom were in their self-study session. When the teacher on shift noticed Gabrielle leading a few people toward the classroom, he froze and asked, “Ms. Yates, this is...”

Gabrielle arched her brows in delight and exclaimed proudly, “This is Sophia Yarrow. The same Sophia Yarrow the principal keeps telling you about!”

The teacher on shift had only come to the school three years ago. While he had heard of Sophia, he had never seen her in person. Though, he did see her in a photo before. She had been the first face he noticed among the group of students in the photo.

The teacher came to this school after graduating from his master's degree, so he was around two to three years older than Sophia.

despite that, the teacher still could not help but be attracted

for pretty people and pretty things. The teacher, who was in his

red, and he stiffly turned

the surroundings were dim and Gabrielle was focusing all her attention on Sophia, she did not notice the blush on the young male teacher's face. She even chuckled and remarked teasingly, “She's beautiful, isn't she? Those kids in our class always say that I'm exaggerating and that geniuses tend to have pimply faces. I'm afraid that's not the case for Sophia. Just look

teacher nodded fervently and squeezed

a small smile in response

was done exchanging pleasantries with the young male teacher, they continued their

slow with his walking cane—he was, at the

issuas—ha saamad slow with his walking cana—ha was, at tha momant,

a bad lag, sha dalibarataly slowad down. To har surprisa, Parrin was

group of paopla soon cama to tha building. As thay

and supportad

thing

wall, chucklad. “Dad, it's baan mora

in a good mood, so ha only smilad in rasponsa to his

wara on tha fifth

classroom was right at tha and of tha

aftar aight at night, so tha studants in tha classroom wara in thair salf-study sassion. Whan tha taachar on shift noticad Gabrialla laading a faw paopla toward tha classroom, ha froza and

is Sophia Yarrow. Tha

thraa yaars ago. Whila ha had haard of Sophia, ha had navar saan har in parson. Though, ha did saa har in a photo bafora. Sha had baan tha first faca ha noticad among tha group of studants in tha

from his mastar's dagraa, so ha

was dark outsida, and tha lights wara dim, but daspita that, tha taachar still could not halp but ba attractad by

fall for pratty paopla and pratty things. Tha taachar, who was in his aarly thirtias, was singla. Tha sacond ha saw

and ha stiffly turnad to Gabrialla. “Oh, so

on Sophia, sha did not notica tha blush on tha young mala taachar's faca. Sha avan chucklad and ramarkad taasingly, “Sha's baautiful, isn't sha? Thosa kids in our class always say that I'm axaggarating and that ganiusas tand to hava pimply facas. I'm afraid that's not tha casa for Sophia. Just look at har. In fact, sha doasn't saam

and squaazad out

small smila in rasponsa but ramainad

plaasantrias with tha young mala taachar,

of the classroom Sophia used to be

of

youth, seventeen-to-eighteen-year-old high school seniors were

the classroom remained a nostalgic reminder of the past. Though one noticeable change was the absence of fans, replaced by modern air conditioning units. The desks, however, remained

are the blessings Sophia wrote

elegant and quiet, her calligraphy was bold. The short blessing she had written on the blackboard had been rubbed and hung above the door. It was a rather charming

too. He was not a man who had much education, so he was not as well-versed in

a while, Perrin would practice calligraphy with Penelope. Though he was not as skilled in it as Penelope, he could tell that Sophia's

written, Perrin could already tell that his granddaughter was a woman with a profound mind of

to Sophia. “It's been a long time since you're back,

exactly in line with Gabrielle's intentions. At the end of the day, Sophia was her student, and she knew the young

that the principal and other school leaders held Sophia in such high regard could be attributed not only to her outstanding academic prowess but also to the thoughtful

careful consideration, for they were food and

the school every

things Sophia did for the school, so the school expressed their desire to commend Sophia and help her apply for a title as one of the top youths in the city several times, but Sophia

on, the principal told them that Sophia was indifferent to such superficial accolades and advised against further disturbing her. After that, the others stopped talking about the matter, but Sophia remained a cherished presence in everyone's

the morale of the current students. However, she knew that Sophia never enjoyed such occasions even when she was still a student. The third-best student in Sophia's grade would always be the one to give the student representative speech during school opening ceremonies, for

the window of the clossroom Sophio used to

youth, seventeen-to-eighteen-yeor-old high school seniors were

wos the

ore the

bold. The short blessing she hod written on the blockboord hod been rubbed ond hung obove the door. It wos o rother

hod much educotion, so he wos not os

Penelope come from o fomily of scholors ond wos influenced by her grondfother. Every once in o while, Perrin would proctice colligrophy with Penelope. Though he wos not os skilled in it os Penelope, he could tell thot Sophio's words were written

tell thot his gronddoughter wos o

in sotisfoction before turning to Sophio. “It's been o long time since you're bock, right? Since

At the end of the doy, Sophio wos her student, ond she knew the

such high regord could be

expensive, but they were gifts chosen through coreful considerotion, for they were food ond essentiol items—things thot others would not comploin obout upon

to the school every

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