Nolan's eyes had sparkled with excitement, but as he listened to her words, the light in them slowly dimmed.

Zoey didn't linger any longer; she headed straight for the small classroom.

Meanwhile, in the principal's office, Fitch held his son tight and gently rubbed the top of his head.

"Does it hurt much?"

"Daddy, no, it doesn't hurt."

"Silly boy, he pushed you on purpose."

It wasn't a question; it was a statement.

Nolan didn't reply, just slowly bowed his head.

Fitch had seen the details on the surveillance video and had read the lips of the child who had pushed his son, whispering three words in Nolan's ear: "Freak show." It was clearly a deliberate push.

It was Nolan's first day in class, and he was already very popular among the other kids.

Fitch himself was skilled in lip-reading and knew exactly what the child had said just by watching the surveillance footage.

Affection among children is pure, as is their jealousy. Before the shove, the kid probably hadn't thought it would lead to Nolan getting hurt.

But now, Nolan wanted to be liked by Zoey, so he swallowed his hurt in silence.

However, Fitch couldn't stand to see his son mistreated.

Nolan had been in his care for four years and had never suffered such an indignity. Especially not at the hands of Zoey.

looked at the principal,

was a deliberate push, the consequences would

Haskins, we will give you an explanation

finished speaking when

let it

didn't want to

her that he

Fitch instantly understood.

"You promised Zoey?"

nod, a wave of sadness

Zoey over to see Nolan, to let her spend quality time

for all this? It was

recognizing his feelings back then, for not seeing clearly, and for being too heartless. Now, all the consequences were

his son, but his throat

end, he could only hold Nolan tightly. Nolan didn't say a word; his mind was filled with thoughts

Fitch was about to leave the school with Nolan in his arms, he happened to see Henry arriving to pick up Zoey. Zoey, with her bag

stood not far off, watching

as the two

talked,

cold

and fierce inside.

over to fasten Zoey's seatbelt, and from a distance, it looked as if they

almost instinctively moved to cover Nolan's eyes, but his

sourness tinged the tip

*

he got into his own car,

a while, he picked up his phone

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