Chapter 30

Melvin arrived

Spotting Preston sitting on the steps with a bruised face, his backpack on the ground, and a twig beside him, it wasn’t difficult to figure out what went down.

He glanced at Jocelyn before turning to Preston and asking, “Another fight?”

“Someone was targeting Jocelyn. I couldn’t stand by and watch, so I intervened, Preston summed up the situation in

one sentence

Melvin didn’t bother looking at Jocelyn and asked Preston, “Can you walk?”

As Preston stood up, Jocelyn quickly reached out to help him but Melvin swatted her hand away, not letting her touch Preston

Jocelyn’s hand was stiff as if suddenly frozen with ice.

“What’s that about, Uncle? Preston complained.

“Your leg’s not broken, is it? You do really need help? Melvin shot back, his voice icy.

Preston huffed. How do you know my leg’s not hurt?” He lifted his right foot, hopping on the left, and glared at him.

Melvin knew the kid’s game and pulled out his phone. “Maybe I should just call you an ambulance”

You

Preston snapped to his feet, glaring at Melvin before he stormed off to the car.

Jocelyn, feeling like a fifth wheel, still felt the need to apologize to the student’s guardian. “Preston was just being a good student. He got hurt trying to help me. I’ll cover the medical bills

Melvin’s tone was anything but friendly, “Of course. Who else?”

Jocelyn looked down, her feelings a bit fragile.

Melvin’s attitude was getting under her skin. But she tried to put herself in his shoes; any parent would be ticked off if their kid got hurt because of a teacher.

But Melvin was being too blunt, lacking any hint of subtlety.

She knew why she was upset. Because Melvin had turned frosty way too fast.

“You should take Preston for the check-up and then send me the bill. I’ll transfer the cash to you,” Jocelyn pulled herself together She shouldn’t be over-sensitive; any attitude from him was fair game now.

“You’re his teacher, and he got hurt because of you. So, don’t you think you should come

her lip.

Yes, she should

climbed into the car and sat next to

called Melvin to check where he was, and he mentioned

they arrived, Willow showed up wearing a black mask,

a few

concern. “Finals are coming up, and I’m not swamped with work. I can take

his eyes, staring at

Willow was speechless.

like that. Those three

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stammered, settling on “I’m your

me Preston was blatantly dismissive, which was

show of

distressed.

drama. She came to pay the

instead

rest at home, Jocelyn had to break into the conversation, “If you’re still feeling off, just let me

take a sick day, okay?”

“Mhm

at Melvin

for her ride outside,

looking every bit like parents picking up their kid.

to watch, but then she heard

Jocelyn

devoid of

turned to face him, asking politely, “Is

his usual aloofness and handed her the hospital receipt. “Mind transferring the

me?

bill.

Just tally it up when you’re home.”

do that; she could probably tell with just a

wait, already in

a hint of a smirk on her

door

bill and thought about transferring the

contacts in her phone reminded her that she’d deleted him; now she had to add him

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