The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 1988

Chapter 1988 Respect Their Feelings Lucian turned around and went over to his three children before kneeling down to examine Archie's and Benny's injuries.

“Are you okay? Does it hurt? Tell me the truth.” The look in Lucian's eyes turned tender as he tousled his sons' hair affectionately before giving Estella a hug.

Archie and Benny exchanged a glance and nodded. “Daddy, it hurts a little!”

"| see.” Lucian smiled before asking, “Then how do you feel? Do you feel angry?”

Benny quickly answered, “Yes! I'm infuriated!”

Archie nodded in agreement, for they were indeed furious.

Pouting, Estella chimed in, “Daddy, I'm really mad too. | hate them for bullying Archie and Benny!”

Lucian acknowledged the children's feelings, and instead of comforting them, he asked in a solemn tone, “Then what would you like to do so you would feel better?”

The three children exchanged glances, unsure how to react.

Roxanne was touched upon seeing that. She understood what her husband was trying to achieve by guiding the children to express their feelings and intentions.

Growing up, the three little ones lacked paternal and maternal love respectively, but they had always been well-protected.

Hence, it was always the adults who handled the situation for them whenever something bad befell them. They never had the chance to make their own decisions.

Meanwhile, the other four children and their parents dared not make a sound. Dave, on the other hand, glared at his son furiously.

He was aware that he would be the one who had the worst of today's incident. After a long while, Archie nodded while wearing a determined look. “Daddy, | think | know what | want!”

Following that, Benny added, “Me too. I'm really mad. What right do they have to bully us? | won't just let this slide without putting up a fight!”

Blinking, Estella turned to Roxanne and said, “Mommy, | hate them!

| don't ever want to see them again!”

Upon hearing their children express their thoughts straightforwardly, Lucian and Roxanne exchanged glances before nodding. Then, Lucian directed his gaze at the parents who were cowed into silence.

“We'll give as good as we get. Since your children pushed my sons, my sons will now retaliate in the same way,” Lucian announced calmly.

Inwardly, the children’s parents sighed in relief. A punishment from kids should be harmless. Thank goodness.

However, Roxanne added, “You heard what my daughter said. So, I'll do whatever it takes to ensure that these four kids are expelled from this school!”

The children's parents froze upon hearing Roxanne's words.

But on second thought, our children were never qualified to enter this school in the first place. As long as our jobs and careers aren 't affected, we'll accept this punishment willingly. After all, we deserve this!

However, Dave's expression changed drastically. If this matter escalates, | don't think I'll be able to retain my current position. This d*mn brat!

Underthe watchful eyes of Lucian and Roxanne, Zaron and the other three children stood in a row, seemingly unfazed.

They did not think Archie and Benny were strong enough to actually knock them down.

However, Archie and Benny gained momentum as they charged forward and knocked two of the kids down on the ground, causing them to writhe and wail in pain.

Zaron and the other remaining child were terrified upon witnessing the scene before their eyes. They had no idea that Archie and Benny had learned some simple combat skills from their bodyguard before this.

Upon succeeding in their first attempt, the twins exchanged glances and grinned. They then took a few steps back before getting ready to launch another attack, totally forgetting about the pain in their knees.

This time, Zaron was Archie's target.

Sprinting forward, Archie crashed into Zaron's back like a tiny cannonball. The force he exerted was so great that even a dull thud was audible when their bodies collided.

Zaron fell to the ground face-first and shouted in pain. His nose was bleeding when he struggled to get up Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org