All Chapters of I REPAY MY HUSBAND'S BETRAYAL: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Seconds pass, minutes change, and the clock keeps turning. Time marches on mercilessly, carrying days, months and even years that pass by as if without a trace. But for one five-year-old boy, time feels like a silent blanket covering his life.Andy Tan-a name familiar to few who've heard the dark rumors of his family-grows up under the watchful eye of his foster guardian, Luna Jacob. No one knew what had really happened to his family, except for a few faint whispers that faded over time.The news that once had almost all mass media scrambling to show the progress of her parents' case, slowly faded away. Buried under a pile of new news that captured the public's attention. The big scandal is now just part of the archives, no longer a hot topic of conversation. But for Luna Jacob, Andy's foster guardian, the traces of the past are still tangible. And it's like a time bomb that could explode at any moment.Even so, when Luna first met Andy, there was a sense of pity and trepidation. The

“How did you meet the Edison family at Andy's school? Don't they have references to schools that are much better than Bright Star Academy?” Luna massaged her temples tiredly.Andy had been in his room for some time. Luna felt guilty for being late picking up the boy. But what the heck, she had to take care of the cake shop she managed.“But they don't recognize me,” Luna muttered immediately. “That's much better for us.”“Grandma,” called Andy carrying his school bag. “Help me with my homework.”“Come here.” Luna patted the seat at her side. “I'll come with you to do your homework.”That evening, Luna sat in the living room watching Andy busy with his homework. The boy, though only seven years old, looked so serious. Luna couldn't stop being grateful for Andy's good growth, though there were many worries she kept in her heart. One of them was Andy's encounter with a little girl at the school event this afternoon.Luna knew who the Edison family was. Their name had caused a stir with t

Olin let out a rough sigh. His knuckles hurt and looked red. There were scratches on his palms but he did not care. His sharp eyes gazed at his three opponents who were down and moaning in pain.“Damn, I should have been more gentle,” he grumbled. She slightly twisted her wrist which was in a bit of pain. What was making her feel this much pain? Oh... the blow he gave the red-haired girl felt too tight.Today should have gone on as usual. There was no need to dirty his hands and make a slight injury. What would she give as an excuse to her mother and father later? Not to mention his aunt who was very fussy but eager to support him-if she knew what was happening, Olin was one hundred percent sure that tomorrow... would be a very horrendous day at school.“I wish you hadn't messed with me,” muttered Olin as he took one more look at the faces he had battered. “You're wasting my time.” He sat down on one of the piles of unused items around the back of the warehouse.Olin reached under her

“I will meet that young man later. I need to get my business done this time,” Olin said with a low grumble. There was no other choice but to step towards the teacher's office. He glanced at the smartwatch in his hand. Not a single message had come in yet, indicating that the person he relied on could solve all his problems today.Olin stepped into the teacher's room with a calm face, barely even showing the slightest worry. In his heart, he had already guessed what would happen. The three girls must have reached the teacher's room first and reported what happened. And this time, they didn't just play with words like before, but brought their parents to urge the school.“I wonder what they said as a form of complaint, huh?” asked Olin with a giggle. He couldn't imagine how the three of them would look when they complained. Either to their parents or to their teacher this morning.At the door, Olin paused, took a deep breath, and smiled a little. “Relax, Olin. It's just a small problem.

“Gosh, why is that guy so annoying? Why not just tell me his name? What's so hard?” grumbled Olin as he headed to his classroom. He had to pull himself together quickly. there were still at least a few class hours before recess rang.Olin entered the classroom with a leisurely pace, his hands still busy adjusting the strap of his bag that was a little loose. His gaze swept the entire room, making sure the atmosphere was back to normal. There were no more teachers interrogating him or suspicious stares like in the teacher's lounge earlier.“What a long time!” Jihan immediately approached Olin with a cheerful smile. “Where have you been? The second lesson bell is about to ring, you know!”Olin smiled slightly. “To the health room. My hand needs more attention.”Jihan looked at Olin's hand, which had been neatly wrapped with a fresh bandage. “Are you okay?”“As you can see, I'm still alive,” Olin said casually as he sat on his stool. He took out a notebook from his bag and looked at Jiha