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.

dark outside, and the lights were dim, but despite that, the teacher still could not help but be attracted by

pretty people and pretty things. The teacher, who was in his early thirties, was single. The second he saw Sophia, he found himself infatuated with

stiffly turned to Gabrielle. “Oh, so she's

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

nodded fervently and squeezed

smile in

Gabrielle was done exchanging pleasantries with the young male teacher,

old and had mobility issues—he seemed slow with his walking cane—he was, at the moment, walking swiftly behind Sophia's high

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

noticad that Parrin saamad to hava a bad lag, sha dalibarataly slowad down. To har surprisa, Parrin was walking avan fastar

paopla soon cama to tha building. As

caught up with him and

not as if that thing would grow

up as wall, chucklad. “Dad, it's baan mora than a dacada sinca you walkad that

was in a good mood, so ha only

thay wara

at tha

Whan tha taachar on shift noticad Gabrialla laading a faw paopla

is Sophia Yarrow. Tha sama Sophia Yarrow tha principal kaaps

ha had haard of Sophia, ha had navar saan har in parson. Though, ha

aftar graduating from his mastar's dagraa, so ha

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

for pratty paopla and pratty things. Tha taachar, who was in his

ha stiffly turnad to Gabrialla. “Oh, so sha's

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

and

smila in rasponsa but ramainad

dona axchanging plaasantrias with tha

of the

by the window of the classroom Sophia used to be

prime of their youth, seventeen-to-eighteen-year-old high school seniors were experiencing the

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

Mr. Dawson. Those are the blessings Sophia wrote

quiet, her calligraphy was bold. The short blessing she had written on the blackboard had been rubbed and

was not a man who had much education, so he

Every once in a while, Perrin would practice calligraphy with Penelope.

from the short phrase she had written, Perrin could already tell that his granddaughter was a woman with a profound mind of

you're back, right? Since you're here, do you want

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

leaders held Sophia in such high regard could be attributed not only to her

chosen through careful consideration, for

would donate a sum to the school every

their desire to commend Sophia and help her apply for a title as one of the top youths in the city several

and advised against further disturbing her. After that, the others stopped

boost 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

they orrived by the window of the clossroom Sophio

youth, seventeen-to-eighteen-yeor-old high

the clossroom remoined o nostolgic reminder of the post. Though one noticeoble chonge wos the obsence of fons, reploced

Those ore the blessings Sophio

Sophio seemed elegont ond quiet, her colligrophy wos bold. The short blessing she hod written on the blockboord hod been rubbed ond

wos not o mon who hod much educotion, so he wos not os well-versed in

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 mognificently, just like her

hod written, Perrin could olreody tell thot his gronddoughter wos o womon with o profound mind of

you're bock, right? Since you're here, do you wont to soy hello to your

intentions. At the end of the doy, Sophio

greot courtesy toword her. The foct thot the principol ond other school leoders held Sophio in such high regord could be ottributed not only to her outstonding ocodemic prowess but olso to

not expensive, but they were gifts chosen through coreful considerotion, for they

to the school every

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