“My dear, it’s time to take your medicine.”
While Dustin was chatting with Cornelius, a melodious female voice rang out. They saw Natasha walk in gracefully with a steaming bowl in her hands.
She had an enchanting smile and a rosy complexion. She carefully brought the medicinal soup to Dustin’s lips.
“Come on, my dear, drink up.‘
Dustin’s eyes twitched. Why did this scene seem so familiar?
“My dear, what’s the matter? Drink up,” Natasha said with a charming smile. Her eyes carried a hint of playfulness.
“Umm, can I not drink it?” Dustin was reluctant.
“Of course not. I personally prepared it for you.“.
Natasha raised an eyebrow. “What’s the matter? You don’t think I poisoned it, do you?”
Dustin sighed. “Well, it will be worth it if I die by your hand.”
He then lifted the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Seeing his face all puckered up, Natasha burst out in laughter.
“Alright, alright, no more teasing. Let’s go have dinner. I have all your favorite dishes prepared today.”
Natasha took out a tissue and wiped Dustin’s mouth. She then linked arms with him before walking out of the room.
They had just taken a few steps when Natasha’s phone rang. She answered it, and her face–grew cold in an instant.
“Alright, I’ll be there shortly!” After responding, she quickly hung up.
“What’s wrong?” Dustin was curious.
“Haley is having some trouble at the kindergarten. I need to be there,” Natasha explained.
“Okay, I’ll go with you,”
Without hesitation, Dustin immediately signaled Cornelius to get the car ready.
Ever since Nelson passed away, he treated Haley as his goddaughter. Since his goddaughter was in trouble, he couldn’t just sit around and do nothing.
Meanwhile, at Golden Apple Kindergarten.
“You bitch! How did you raise your daughter? Just look at what this little bastard has done! She scratched my son’s face!
“I’ve raised my son tenderly, and he has never been injured. How dare this little bastard hurt my son? She’s asking for trouble!”
A well–dressed and pudgy rich woman was screaming and pointing her finger at Cecilia.
Beside her stood a chubby boy, looking quite arrogant. The boy had a strong physique and was much taller than other kids his age. There was a faint scratch on the left side of his face.
“Mrs. Lansky, it’s common for children to have small arguments and fights. Besides, it was your son who started it.”
Cecilia was heartbroken to see Haley’s face swollen. However, due to Mrs. Lansky’s identity, she didn’t dare lash out.
“Hmph! So what if my son struck first? If it wasn’t for this little bastard provoking my son, he wouldn’t have hit her.
“In the end, it’s still this little bastard’s fault!” Mrs. Lansky snarled with her hands on her hips.
“Haley, what exactly happened? Did you cause trouble?” Cecilia asked.
“No, I didn’t.”
Haley shook her head repeatedly, looking very aggrieved.
“Mac insulted me first. He said I didn’t have a dad and called me a little bastard. Then, he told the other classmates to attack me. Mommy, I didn’t do anything wrong. It’s not my fault.”
As she spoke, tears began to roll down her cheeks once more.
“Don’t cry, Haley. Mommy believes you.” Cecilia wiped her daughter’s tears and then turned to Mrs. Lansky.
“Mrs. Lansky, did you hear that? It’s you who didn’t raise your son well. He not only insulted my daughter, he even hit her.
“Besides, my daughter’s injuries on her face are much more severe than your son’s.”