The Love that Never Really Dies

They had also been registered as “Hayes” instead of “Jadeson”, but that still wasn’t a reason to treat them so lowly.

This was a parents’ group chat, after all. Didn’t they have even this basic sense of respect?

Sasha was in disbelief.

The bell finally rang, and Sasha walked in with her card in hand.

As expected, the Grade 1 Class 4 classroom was already surrounded by parents waiting eagerly.

Every one of them was dressed to the nines, and the women had expensive purses to top it all off.

As for the men, if they weren’t on a phone call with their expensive briefcases between their arms, then they were purposely flashing their wrists adorned with pricey watches as they scrolled through their first-class mobile phones.

“Mrs. Lane, Jean did exceptionally well today. Maybe you can give her a nice reward when you get home.”

“Mr. Lynch, Jayden is a really bright kid. He got a few questions wrong, but I’m sure he’ll do even better for the next test.”

“Mrs. Thompson!”

The teacher started calling out each child from the classroom.

As each kid came outside, she started patiently explaining their results and describing what they could do to improve to their parents.

After that, all the parents went home happily.

Ian and Matteo

Is Mrs. Hayes

here,” Sasha quickly

been crowding around the classroom immediately parted ways for her

everyone’s eyes

those twins,

severely doubting the twins’ intelligence due

Sasha were mostly

them and approached the teacher. “Hi, I’m

you’re finally here. Mrs. Hayes, do you know what your kids did at school today? It was bad enough

“Huh?”

shock everyone

“A fight?”

to snatch it away. When Stanley tried

teacher pulled a small boy with a bruised face out of the classroom and pointed at his

Sasha fell dead silent.

they starting fights when they only just

bubbling up and pulled her sons closer to her. “What happened? Why are you snatching other

Mommy! That toy was Ian’s Transformers figurine, but Stanley took it and said it was his. He even pushed him!

dark, but he wasn’t

bought it for me from

barely seven years old, and yet he

again. He rolled up his sleeves,