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.

at the principal, who was sweating

it was a deliberate push, the consequences would

an explanation for this,"

finished speaking when Nolan

let it

didn't want to be disliked by

he had promised her that he would make friends with

Fitch instantly understood.

"You promised Zoey?"

wave of

Zoey over to see Nolan, to let her spend

for all this? It was

then, for not seeing clearly, and for

but his throat felt

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

his arms, he happened to see Henry arriving to pick up

stood not far

the two of

and talked, feeling

cold

and fierce inside.

over to fasten Zoey's seatbelt, and from

moved to cover Nolan's eyes, but his son was already asleep in his arms,

sudden sourness tinged the

*

own car,

while, he picked up his phone from the side

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