When the Family Ch 8

Chapter 8 She Deserves an Apology

Jean couldn’t care less. She walked straight to her seat without glancing sideways.

Her desk was a single. She was the only one in class without a seatmate.

The moment she sat down, the classroom door suddenly slammed

open.

Everyone’s attention was immediately drawn to it-

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The person who entered was none other than their homeroom teacher, Wendy.

Her eyes were red, her expression defeated. Her gaze swept across the room before settling on Jean.

She hurried toward Jean’s seat, steps unsteady.

Everyone thought Wendy was about to tear into Jean again. Their eyes lit up with interest, faces full of schadenfreude. Jean stayed calm.

She could tell something was off. Wendy looked like a lion who had lost her fight–tail tucked, dragging herself forward in pain.

As Jean wondered whether someone in Wendy’s family had died, or if the woman herself was on her last leg, Wendy stopped in front of her and, without warning, spoke-

“Jean.”

Her voice trembled slightly.

jean sat in her seat, raising her eyes with perfect ease, calmly waiting for Wendy to continue,

Wendy’s shoulders twitched. “I… I want to apologize. I was wrong about you. I shouldn’t have punished you….”

To the students waiting for drama, this was like a bolt from the blue.

What the hell?! Wendy was… apologizing?

It felt like the world had flipped upside down.

Jean, on the other hand, didn’t look surprised.

figured Winston must’ve stepped

that it, Miss

ww

letting it go that easily. Now was the time to push for more. She gave a small smile, lier eyes

prank toy on her seat had been watching and enjoying the show this whole time. Wendy froze for

it, but she knew she

you want to find

say no anymore

a security camera in the

The atmosphere shitted immediately.

began to look

landed in

7:39 PM ₫ H

She

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Her eyes had a lazy chill to them, and her voice turned sharp. “I was the

looked. Maybe it was

looked

end, they pulled the classroom

was a

a boy named Deon

as day. The person who had planted the prank toy on Jean’s chair

rich kid from a

walked into the classroom before Jean arrived and casually placed the paint–filled ball on

of the other students stopped him. In fact,

but the rest? They were all

bother denying it. He owned up immediately, but there wasn’t a hint of remorse in his face. His eyes were filled with arrogance and scorn. “It was

middle, stuck between two immovable

up before her reassignment, make sure everything

now, Jean wanted justice and

It was a deadlock

apologizing?” Jean looked at Deon coldly. Her tone was crisp

that tone with me! You’re just some bastard daughter of

Everyone believed the rumor.

was the illegitimate child

Deon was using

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