She forcibly suppressed this uncomfortable feeling and tenderly said, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. But violence doesn't solve problems. Please don't do this again, okay?"Looking at Lyra's gentle face, Matthew nodded.The bell rang, and Lyra asked Matthew to go find Little White first and wait at the school gate.She returned to the office, packed up, and was about to leave when the principal walked in."Please wait a moment, everyone," the principal said.The teachers, who were packing up to leave, were all stunned."Why is the principal here at this time?""Could it be that we have to work overtime? So annoying! I had plans to watch a movie!""Please quiet down," the principal said sternly. "Today, I need to criticize a teacher, Mia Vale.""What? What happened to Mia Vale?""Isn't that a mistake? Teacher Mia has always worked very hard, and the students all like her!""Quiet!" The principal got angry and pounded on the table, silencing everyone.The principal continued, "Mia Val
He didn't hide his intentions at all, even smiling sweetly at the surveillance camera.Despite his cute and innocent face, he seemed as wicked as a demon.Nathan gritted his teeth and said, "This child must be brought by Mia Vale, right? I will make Mia Vale pay!"Lyra had planned to go to the amusement park with Matthew today but received a call from the school, asking her to come over."Caleb, I have something to take care of at school first. Then we can go to the amusement park, okay?" she asked."I'll go with you!" Matthew said."Okay!""Director, Mia Vale is here, in your office," a teacher said."I have something to discuss with Mia Vale, tell everyone not to disturb," Nathan said, his eyes flashing with malice as he walked into his office.Daring to injure his son severely?This Mia Vale was simply asking for death.Today, he must teach this ignorant woman a lesson!Nathan walked in angrily, ready to scold her, but was captivated by the sweet appearance of the girl before him.
"Wait!" Nathan spoke up."I've investigated and it turns out that my son accidentally fell on his own. This has nothing to do with Teacher Mia. I will inform the whole school today and reinstate Teacher Mia."Nathan said weakly.Poor Nathan was so scared that he almost wet his pants.If his affairs with female teachers were exposed, he would be sent to prison!He could only choose to compromise now.Being threatened by a five-year-old kid, Nathan was so angry he felt like spitting blood.He forced himself to calm down. "Can you delete those emails?""Wait until Mia resumes work."After Matthew left, Nathan was so angry that he smashed everything in the office."Mia, let's go play!" Matthew ran happily towards Lyra.Just as Lyra was about to nod, she received a call from the principal, saying that the investigation had been cleared and the director's son had injured himself accidentally, having nothing to do with Lyra. She could return to work anytime.Lyra refused. She didn't want to
Lyra glanced at the form, which asked for name, age, and other details. She picked up the pen and made a stroke on the paper. Huh? No ink? Lyra looked up and glanced at the cold-faced policewoman. The policewoman remained expressionless, icy. "Mia, let me help you!" Matthew grabbed the pen from Lyra's hand. Men should step up at critical moments and clear all obstacles for their women. Matthew's chubby little hand held the pen tightly and shook it vigorously. He was so clever. By shaking the pen so hard, wouldn't the ink come out, allowing them to write? With such force, whoosh, all the ink splattered onto the policewoman's face! A long, black ink stain stretched from the policewoman's forehead to her mouth. Lyra was shocked, inhaling sharply. She wanted to laugh but felt it would be impolite to do so in front of the policewoman. Moreover, Matthew was still there, and she didn't want to set a bad example by laughing. So she kept her shoulders shaking, desperately tryin
Matthew met Ronan's dangerous gaze, pouted his lips, rolled his eyes, and weakly said, "I'm called... called Matthew." The man's thin lips curled up coldly as he looked at Lyra, and his devilishly low voice sounded, "Did you hear that? This is my son!" He deliberately emphasized his son's name. Lyra's heart skipped a beat! Five years old. Named Matthew. Could it be her child from five years ago? No, it couldn't be! When that child was seven months old, she had a premature birth due to stimulation. During the surgery, Ronan forced her to undergo a bone marrow donation. Torin said that the child didn't make it, that he was dead. Lyra's heart was in turmoil. Was Matthew the child she had missed for five years? Ronan stood there coldly. He was backlit, his features completely hidden in shadow. Lyra couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but she felt his deep black eyes, exceptionally cold and sharp. "You're Mia Vale?" Ronan's lips slightly curled, his voice as ch
Lyra's face turned pale with shock, quickly lifting Matthew, but also afraid of hurting him. Matthew clung to her, his little face wrinkling, "Mia, I'm hurt, it hurts!" "It's okay, it's okay," Lyra hurriedly placed Matthew into the car, then turned to the man beside her and said, "Hurry and take Matthew to the hospital. At this time, he should still be able to see a pediatrician. Any later and he'll have to go to the emergency room." Her tone was very practiced as if they were a family. Ronan raised an eyebrow slightly, wondering why she cared so much about Matthew. If she cared so much, why hadn't she looked for Matthew in all these years? He looked thoughtfully at his son, Matthew, who clung to Lyra with one hand. The clear and tender voice of his son wailed, "Mia, it hurts!" Indeed, like mother, like son, Lyra was almost in tears from worry. "He's prone to dislocations," Ronan explained lightly. "Why is that?" Lyra felt heartbroken. Ronan fell silent for a moment. Just w
"Mia, you're so good to me!" Matthew tightly hugged Lyra and refused to let go, constantly rubbing his chubby cheeks against her.Ronan gritted his teeth, glaring disapprovingly at Matthew, then pursed his lips and walked away briskly. Lyra watched his cold figure, feeling even more tender towards Matthew. The doctor came over and applied ointment to Matthew's bruises.Then Lyra took him to the restroom to clean his hands. Matthew complained of hunger, asking for a hamburger. Lyra reluctantly took him to McDonald's across the street from the hospital and bought him a chicken burger. "Matthew, does your dad hit you?" Lyra asked, worried. If Ronan did hit his son, she was considering whether to report it to the authorities. Although he had great influence in T city, this wasn't T city after all. At the very least, she could give him a warning or something. Chomping on his burger with a mouth full, Matthew looked like a cute little squirrel. "No, my dad has never hit me," he sa
Ronan's words, "My wife wouldn't abandon our son," completely shocked Lyra. Was Matthew her son? But didn't Torin say the child had died a long time ago? After thinking for a long time, Lyra decided she had to go find Torin to get things clear. She had never doubted Torin before; she just felt there must be some mistake. And now that Ronan also knew she was alive, he probably wouldn't let her go so easily. After pondering for a while, she realized she had to go find Torin to sort things out. Lyra packed everything up and handed the house keys to the landlord early the next morning. "I have urgent business and need to leave for a while. Once I've settled down, please send me my packed belongings." The landlord was curious, "What's going on? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" "I can't explain it right now, it's my private matter." Lyra hastily carried her luggage downstairs just as the taxi arrived. The landlord helped her load the luggage into the taxi's trunk. "I'm so