Reborn Before The Divorce

Molly’s punch left everyone stunned. No one had expected her to actually hit someone. In most people’s minds, she was like fairy. But with one punch, she knocked the boy down.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

The boy looked up at Molly in disbelief as he lay on the ground. “You’re a bad kid!” Molly said, hands on hips, glaring at him.

Tavish remained silent, his face stoic.

The boy was two years older than them, already six years old. In this school, the students were either the same age or children sent by parents to learn the language, so there was a wide range of ages in the class.

The boy got up from the ground and charged at Molly, wanting revenge. Tavish pulled her away and then fought with the six-year-old boy.

Molly, of course, didn’t back down. “How dare you bully my brother!” She gritted her teeth, and her attacks grew stronger. Soon the boy was crying loudly.

The teacher rushed over and separated the two sides. “Can someone tell me what happened?” she asked.

“Teacher, it’s like this…” a student in the class with a clear voice explained what had happened.

The other students didn’t have any objections, so what he said should be roughly true.

“Molly, how could you hit him?” The teacher scolded Molly with a stern face.

“He said something he shouldn’t have!” Molly raised her head and didn’t think she had done anything wrong.

“No matter what he said, you shouldn’t hit him!” The teacher continued to glare at Molly.

Molly wanted to argue back because she knew the teacher had never liked her and her brother, but she wasn’t afraid.

Tavish pulled her away and confronted the teacher coldly, “Teacher, you should call our parents. You can’t handle this situation.”

Is this what a child should say to a teacher? The teacher was so angry that she asked, “Do I need you to teach me how to do things?”

“I’m just making a suggestion,” Tavish stepped back and distanced himself from the teacher as her fingers were almost pointing at his nose.

The teacher snorted, “You go over there and reflect on yourselves!”

Tavish glanced at her, his eyes making the teacher feel uneasy for a moment. But then she thought, he’s just a child, what is there to be afraid of? Moreover, she did nothing wrong.

Then she contacted the boy’s parents to come over. Not long after, the boy’s parents arrived, saw that their son had a clear mark on his mouth and became very angry. They immediately went to trouble the two children.

“Who hit my son?” the boy’s mother asked.

“I did,” Tavish stepped forward and said.

Molly wanted to speak but Tavish pinched her hand.

“It’s quite straightforward to admit it!” the boy’s mother was very angry. Her son was a precious child, and she had never laid a hand on him. But today, someone had hit him, and she couldn’t swallow this anger.

“Teacher, what should we do about this? Can my son keep getting hit like this?” the boy’s mother asked the teacher.

“I’ll ask them to apologize to Danny!” the teacher said.

The boy’s mother scoffed, “Apologize? What’s the use of an apology? Will it take away the pain on my son’s mouth? Will the bruise on his lips disappear?”

“So, Danny’s mother, what do you suggest we do?”

“It’s simple, let Danny hit him back,” Danny’s mother said.

The teacher was hesitant and said, “Is that a good idea?”