My Destined Lover

Laura calmly handed the computer back to Mrs. Davis and said thanks. She scanned the room.

“Did you all see the truth? Did I bully Nora?” She deliberately emphasized the word “bully”.

All people were surprised by this situation. The instructor was the first to react and questioned, “Nora, can you tell me why you tore Laura’s book?”

“I… I… …” Nora didn’t expect the game was ended so quickly. She was stunned and stammered, unable to say anything. After all, she couldn’t just say that she intended to bully Laura because she wanted to help Lily, right?

When Mrs. Boote saw her daughter look so scared, she felt helpless, but more than that she was heartbroken. Her daughter had been spoiled by her since she was a child. Although she was a bit naughty, she could not be bullied by others! She thought that Laura’s parents were not present for they did not attach importance to this daughter. And then Mrs. Boote, with arms akimbo, intentionally shifted the focus, “Laura, don’t make any excuses! My Nora is crying because you beat her, don’t you want to apologize to her?”

Mrs. Davis frowned, feeling that something was not quite right with that statement.

She tried to help Laura and said, “Mrs. Boote, it’s obvious that Nora caused the trouble in the first place. According to the rules of the school, it is Nora who is being asked to leave…”This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Mrs. Boote didn’t expect Mrs. Davis would refute her. She couldn’t find any excuse to get rid of this plight, so she became angry and shouted, “That’s enough!” Ignoring the shocked faces of the crowd, Mrs. Boote casually took out a stack of bills from her purse and threw them at Laura.

“It’s just a few broken books, what a big deal. This amount of money to pay for your books, is it enough? If not, I’ll give you a few more!”

Laura looked down silently, with a cold expression, as the bills floated to her feet.

“Well, that’s how poor children haggle over everything. Forget it, we don’t argue with her.”

Mrs. Boote disdainfully stroked her hair, took Nora’s hand, and turned around, “Daughter, let’s go.”

Just as she walked out of the office door, she bumped into someone. Without looking, she accused the man, “Do you have eyes? Look where you’re going!”

Kevin, who had been bumped into, stepped back with a smirk.

“It’s none of your business whether I have eyes or not, but it’s my business if you’re still bullying a little girl at such old age.”

Mrs. Boote was stunned and subconsciously wanted to get angry, “How dare you say me old, you!”

Mrs. Boote was relieved that she had never seen Kevin at a social party before. He’s probably just a new upstart. Thinking about this, she was full of confidence, and her tone became more and more bitter, “Who are you? How dare you speak to me like this? “