She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 362: Light

The female teacher tried to persuade him to wait inside the security booth where it was warmer, and there was a heater, but Kelvin was afraid that his mommy would come, and he wouldn’t see her if he stayed there.

He stubbornly shook his head and refused to provide any other family member’s phone number. The teacher had no choice but to keep him company for another half an hour.

Winter nights arrived early, and before 6 o’clock, the sky had already darkened. The snowflakes continued to fall gently, covering the roads, buildings, and trees in a white blanket. The entire world seemed to have fallen asleep.

Time passed slowly, and as the minutes ticked by, it felt excruciatingly slow. Just when the teacher felt her hands were no longer her own, she suddenly heard Kelvin sneeze.

It jolted her out of her drowsiness, and she moved her somewhat stiff neck, looking down at the drowsy boy. She gently patted his shoulder to wake him. ‘Kelvin, you can’t sleep. You’ll catch a cold. Wake up…’

Hearing the teacher’s call, Kelvin slowly opened his sleepy eyes. A gust of cold wind blew, and the snowflakes stung his face like blades. It was both cold and painful.

His voice, tinged with drowsiness, asked the teacher, ‘Miss Wiggins, what time is it now?’

She lowered her gaze to her wristwatch and replied somewhat helplessly, ‘It’s already 6:17.’

Your mommy might… not be coming.

The boy remained silent, but his tightly pursed lips revealed his emotions. The teacher gave a bitter smile and tried to comfort him.

‘Kelvin, perhaps your mommy is just too busy. How about you give me the phone number of someone else at home? I’ll go to the office and make a call for you.’

phones weren’t common yet, and only wealthy people had a set of Motorola or Nokia phones, but they were nothing like the advanced smartphones of the future. The teacher

was a landline phone in her office,

offer and took a deep breath of the

thank you, Miss

two hours, the snow had soaked his shoes and socks, leaving his feet cold, numb,

was more like a slow,

watched his stubborn departure, blurred by the night. She couldn’t help but feel a lump in her

money? Let me take you to

solemnly and bowed to her at a 90-degree angle.

and handed the umbrella to Kelvin. ‘Then be careful on your own. You can

gate to the bus stop, several hundred meters at least. Kelvin nodded, suppressing the emotions and sadness in his heart, and took the umbrella, preparing

alone in the

seemingly still behind him, let out

day, even if he took the bus, it would be challenging. Why not let his family come to pick him

a moment, and a voice in his heart responded to the teacher’s words. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to provide a phone number, but he knew that making that call would be futile. Once that woman started painting, she would be completely engrossed and wouldn’t answer any external calls. She would even disconnect the phone line to her studio to avoid distractions. Sometimes, she could continue like that for two or three days without coming downstairs. She would have

lied to the female teacher about another thing – he didn’t have any money. He had thrown all

money, he could

and labored. By the time he was approaching home, he could hardly remember how he had endured this journey. Despite having an umbrella, his hands and feet felt like frozen meat, completely

in front of the mansion, gazing at the dark, lightless building, Kelvin’s heart

Creak…

low, and hoarse sound was like an old person’s cough, echoing in the darkness. Outside, the night had turned pitch black, and there was no warmth to