A Love Trap

And then there was another seat next to a little fat boy.

The boy looked so much stronger than the rest of the kids in class. His face was chubby and somewhat cute.

"I'll sit there, teacher."

Fabio chose to sit next to a girl.

"Okay. You may take your seat."

However, Fabio did not notice the fat boy's stare of dissatisfaction as he took his seat.

After all the students were seated, the class began. The day's lesson only included simple mathematics and English letters.

It was very simple.

The lesson lasted for less than twenty minutes. After all, kids were hardwired to always be moving.

But for Fabio, he had already grasped the lesson when he was two years old, because of Richard.

Sometimes, when his brother worked out problems at home, he would read Richard's textbooks out of boredom and Richard was willing to teach him some basic knowledge.

Although Fabio already knew the lesson for the day, he did not sneak out of class and still listened to the teacher attentively.

After class, the teacher left the classroom, and everyone was free to play.

The little girl sitting next to Fabio, whose name was Betty, looked at him from time to time, but when their eyes met, she quickly withdrew her gaze.

At the same time, Betty's face flushed a bright red hue.

'How adorable he is!

I want to make friends with him, ' Betty thought to herself shyly.

She did not expect that Fabio would choose to sit next to her.

After catching her stealing glances several times, Fabio lost his patience. He turned around to face Betty and asked, "What's the matter?"

Although Fabio tried to be straight in saying something like that, he had underestimated his own ability to still look nice.

Betty was not scared of him. She actually found him somewhat cute, which made her stare at him longer and forget to reply.

I want to be friends with

she stammered.

her face blushed some

at Fabio, she waited

"Betty is my wife."

a stern voice came

not!" Betty snapped at Bolton, her face burning with annoyance.

you are my wife!" Bolton raised his voice at Betty. His voice

tender age of five, Bolton was a little taller

had a good-looking face, but his hard features made him

was not afraid

in an icy tone and was

up from his seat and turned to head outside to have a look around.

Fabio stand up, he threw back his head proudly like he

he looked back at Betty and asked, "Why don't you want to sit with me? Why would you choose that boy to sit next

turned her back on Bolton and replied in a flat voice, "I just

told, Bolton was very

pulled Betty's braided hair and said, "You're my wife. You

I'm not your wife! I

Bolton, her face

stunned and grasped

because he thought Betty

"Ouch! It hurts! Waaah!"

had hurt

suddenly burst into tears when Bolton pulled her hair with too much

grip on Betty's hair. He obviously did not

I'm sorry. Don't cry,

a thing. He started panicking when Betty started crying.

"Bolton's making someone cry!"

beaten

other kids in class began

teacher was no longer in the classroom, so

Fabio walked out of the classroom to get some fresh air, he

seemed that there was a lot of crying kids in kindergarten, but the

made Betty cry. Fabio did not want to see her

Betty. Then, he fixed his eyes on Betty