A Matter of Wife and Love
Chapter 115

Chapter 115

"To make things fair, he must suffer the same injuries my daughter did." Amelie pulled Bria's sleeves and pants up, revealing the injuries underneath.

The lady paled. She could see how badly Bria was injured, and the thought of having her son suffer so much pained her.

"No! No!" The boy quivered and tossed the pen away in fear before he covered his face and burst into tears.

The lady held her son, worried about him. Then, she barked, "Why did you say that to him? You scared him!"

A sneer curled Amelie's lips. "Why should he be scared? This is just me being fair. He looked happy when I permitted him to scratch my daughter just a moment ago."

"But your daughter's seriously injured. You can't expect my son to suffer the same! I won't allow it!"

"Ah, so you're also aware my daughter's injuries seemed much more serious, huh?" Just the response I was waiting for. "So, why did you only come after my daughter? Why didn't you scold your son? Why should my daughter be the only one to drop out? You're being ridiculous."

"Well..."

Even the teacher paled. She felt embarrassment welling within her.

The teacher only cared about the lady's temper since the lady was a powerful woman. She didn't want to get into any trouble, and thus she neglected Bria. This is bad. Miss Dillon is every bit as stubborn as Mrs. Piggly. "Um, why don't we give this a rest?"

"Hard disagree." Amelie beckoned the boy. "You, come here."

The lady held her boy tightly, alarmed. "What do you want?"

Amelie sneered. "You tried to make my girl drop out just because your son got one teensy little scratch. So, why can't I smack him for the insults he threw at my daughter?"

"Y-You're going to hit my child? That's a crime!"

The teacher and the lady both looked upset. They didn't expect Amelie to go that far.

However, Amelie simply shrugged. "We'll deal with that after I beat your boy up."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have bullied her. Shouldn't have yelled at her," the boy apologized profusely, terrified that he might get beat up.

Amelie smirked and took a step back. "Hear that? My child is the only victim here."

Indignant, the lady retorted, "She hit my son just because he called her some names. Why shouldn't he fight back?"

Amelie looked at her daughter. "What did he call you?"

Bria bit her lip and stared down in silence.

"I only called her a b*stard and a kid without a father. Then, she came after me!" the boy shouted.

Amelie was just starting to calm down, but her face darkened upon hearing his words. "Looks like I'm beating you up after all."

The boy puffed his cheeks angrily, but he said nothing.

Finally, Amelie turned her attention to the teacher. "Now, do you see?"

"Yes, Miss Dillon." The teacher wiped the sweat off her forehead, staring down in silence. "Bria only went after Chestnut because he called her names."

Amelie nodded. "So, are you going to expel my daughter?"

"O-Of course not." Chestnut's in the wrong here. And if the public were to replace out about this whole mess, I'd get fired.

"Good. Now, listen up. My daughter will still be attending this kindergarten. From tomorrow onward, if I replace out she's upset because some brat called her names, 1 will make sure this kindergarten closes down."

"Please, no!" The teacher was horrified.

The lady protested, "Hey, you can't do that!"

"If you have any grievance, say it. I'll tell the Ministry of Education all about it. Maybe I'll tell the news outlets as well." Amelie waved her phone around, telling everyone she had the whole conversation on record. The teacher wasn't sure how much of the conversation had been recorded, but she wasn't about to risk it. If anyone caught wind of it, it would be disastrous

Amelie looked at them coldly. She wasn't as powerful as those top-tier businesspeople, but she could still destroy these people's reputations easily.

"No, we don't have any grievances. This is just fair play," the teacher jumped in immediately

Scared out of her wits, the lady nodded. "Me neither. I can just transfer my son to another school." I ain't going to have my son stay in a kindergarten with a kid whose mother is a mad woman. With the matter settled, Amelie took Bria and left the kindergarten.

Bria never looked up. She was still feeling down.

"If you don't like this kindergarten, we can always replace another one." Amelie hugged her.

Bria shook her head but remained silent.

Amelie looked at her for a moment and frowned slightly. The bullying wasn't the real reason that got Bria down-it was because she had been called a b*stard. Amelie was angry about it but was also puzzled. We just moved here. Nobody should have known her family's background. I have never told anyone about my story, and I don't think Bria would do that either. So, how did that Piggly kid know?

They came home and kept quiet about that ordeal back in kindergarten. Steven noticed Bria's wounds, and he inquired what had happened. However, Amelie only told him Bria fell at school. She helped her daughter apply some salve over the wounds.

When it was time for bed, Bria lay down and finally spoke up, "Mommy, I saw Aunt Jodie this morning."

"You saw Jodie?" Amelie froze.

"I think she's good friends with Chestnut's mom. They talked a lot. She even took Chestnut along for lunch. After that, Chestnut came to me, calling me... names. Bria started biting her lip.

Amelie looked at her daughter and finally realized what was going on. Oh, so it was Jodie who told that woman about us. She's mad because she thought I lied, and now, she's taking it out on Bria. Amelie was furious. If Jodie only came after her, she would probably just shrug it off. But she went after my daughter! Her face turned dark within a second.

The next day, Amelie took a trip to Clouson City and found Jodie in an haute couture store.

Jodie was surprised to see her, but she assumed a haughty look and ignored Amelie.

She planned to walk away, but Amelie grabbed her arm to stop her from leaving. "Why did you go after my daughter?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Jodie tried to play dumb.

"Bria was insulted yesterday, and the mother of that boy told us you made them do it. Do I have to call her here?"

Jodie looked embarrassed, but she quickly turned around, looking arrogant. "So what if I did? I have a right to speak, and you can't prosecute me for that."

"She's your niece! Are you a monster?" Amelie's rage burst forth, and her chest heaved.

"You don't get to call me a monster, you witch. You set my brother up and made him sleep with you! That girl's a b*stard! If she's unpopular at school, that's your fault! It's all your fault your daughter gets bullied Do you know why I did that to her? I wanted to get back to you! I know hurting her will hurt you the most. You should feel lucky it's just regular bullying. Get on my bad side again, and I'll make her disappear. Permane-"

She never got the chance to finish her sentence. Amelie pulled her arm back and swung her hand toward Jodie's cheek at full force. Smack!

Jodie didn't register the impact for a moment. She froze up for a while before she finally snapped out of it and touched her cheek. "Y-You just slapped me." Then, she shrieked like a harpy, "How dare you! I will kill you!"

She tried to leap at Amelie, but Amelie shot her a withering look. "Touch my daughter again, and I will cut your head off. Or worse." If looks could kill, Jodie would have died three times through at least.

Jodie was petrified by fear. Her hand was raised, but she didn't dare to bring it down to Amelie's cheek. All the color was drained from her face, but just then, she saw someone coming over. Yes! Here comes my savior. She swiftly threw herself into his embrace. "She hit me!"