Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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, who was

push, the

an explanation for this,"

he finished speaking when Nolan

let

didn't want to be

that he would make friends with

Fitch instantly understood.

"You promised Zoey?"

nod, a wave of sadness

her spend quality time with him and fill the void

for all

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

to his son, but his throat felt blocked, as if he couldn't utter a

reddened, and though he opened his mouth to speak, in the end, he could only hold Nolan tightly. Nolan didn't say a word; his mind was filled with thoughts of the

to pick up Zoey. Zoey, with

far off, watching

as the

talked,

cold

and fierce inside.

and from a distance, it looked as if they were

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

the tip

*

got into his own car, his gaze still followed the other

picked up his phone from the side