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

it, Miss

ww

push for more. She gave a small smile, lier eyes bright. “If we want fairness and justice, then you should find out who

seat had been watching and enjoying the show this whole

she knew she didn’t have the right

you want

say no anymore

imale deepened “There’s a security camera in the classroom,

The atmosphere shitted immediately.

look nervous.

in their

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had a lazy chill to them, and her voice turned sharp. “I was the one who got hurt. What

was how cold she looked. Maybe it was how solid her

even looked visibly

end, they pulled

was a

a boy named Deon

day. The person who had planted the prank toy

rich kid from a

the classroom before Jean arrived and casually placed the paint–filled

of the other students stopped him. In fact, they looked entertained–eager to see

it, but the rest? They were all accomplices in

a hint of remorse in his face. His eyes were filled with arrogance and

the middle, stuck between

clean this up before

wanted justice and Deon

It was a deadlock

Jean looked at Deon coldly. Her tone was crisp and

was hot–headed. He snapped back without hesitation. “Don’t use that tone with me! You’re just some bastard

Everyone believed the rumor.

the illegitimate child

Deon was using it

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