Transmigrating Into A Villain
Chapter 46 Tutor

As soon as Eric came back, Wendy immediately told him the good news.

She showed him her daughter's exam papers while speaking excitedly.

"Look, this is the score of Alaina! Over eighty, over ninety... And at least seventy!"

"Wow, great! She's much better than before. I'm so proud of her!"

Wendy put her head on Eric's shoulder, and said coquettishly, "Honey, since Alaina has made such great progress, don't you want to give her a gift?"

"Of course. If Alaina wants anything, you can ask her to tell me."

"Thank you, honey! Alaina must be very happy to know that!"

After they cuddled each other, Eric suddenly asked, "Did Sheffield come back?"

"He is back. He locked himself in the bedroom as soon as he came back. I don't know what he is doing there." Wendy answered.

"What's wrong with him? Why can't he talk to me? I hardly ever see him except at the dining table." Heaving a sigh, Eric patted on Wendy's hand and said, "Wendy, though Sheffield is not your own son, we are a family now. You have to care more about him. Thank you!"

"It's my duty to care about him. But he has been unwilling to accept me. I can't blame him. I can only do my best to take care of him in daily life."

"You've done a good job. I can see that from Alaina. You can get them to spend more time together later. Peers are more likely to communicate."

It would be fine if Eric didn't mention it. But when he mentioned it, Wendy suddenly had a good idea.

"Honey, you suggested that they spend more time together, and I have an idea!"

Looking at her, Eric asked, "What idea?"

"You've seen Alaina's grades now, and you also know about Sheffield's grades. They are in the same grade, so I think Alaina can spare some time to tutor Sheffield. Perhaps he can make progress." On a second thought, Eric thought it was a good idea. He agreed, "Fine. You go and tell Alaina about this. Ask her to tutor Sheffield, so that that boy doesn't have to come last in every exam." "Okay. I'm going to tell Alaina about it and give her back the exam papers."

Thinking that her daughter was better than Sheffield, Wendy felt proud and happy.

She then hummed a tune and walked directly into Alaina's room. She didn't knock the door and just pushed it open.

At this time, Alina was reading a book. Hearing the footsteps, she turned around and saw Wendy. She put down the book and asked, "Mom, what's up?"

Wendy smiled, "What? I can't come to your room? Here are your papers. I just showed it to your father. He was very happy to see it and asked you to buy whatever you want."

"Really? Excellent! Thank you, Dad and Mom!"

"There is another thing that I want to tell you. You will be happier after hearing it."

"What's it?" asked Alina, a little worried.

"I've asked your father to let you tutor Sheffield every day. He was very glad and agreed, and you can start tonight."

What? "Are you kidding me? I am going to be a tutor?" asked Alina, astonished.

"Mom, I'm afraid I can't do it. I don't have enough time to study every day. How can I have time to tutor others?"

Hearing her words, Wendy was stunned. "What should I do? I've already promised your father. What will he think if I say no now?"

"Why didn't you discuss with me about this?"

"What's there to discuss? You can tutor him any way you like and just let your father know you have done it. Don't worry. It won't take much of your time."

"But..." Alina didn't want to accept this kind of hard work and thankless work. Because of her relationship with Sheffield, he wouldn't listen to her no matter how hard she tried and he would probably do worse on purpose. At that time, it was hard for her to explain.

"Okay, that's it. Now that I have promised, the whole thing is settled!" Wendy turned around and left.

Looking at the door which was not closed, Alina shook her head and sighed. 'What the hell is going on?!'

At the dining table, Eric talked about this matter in front of them. He repeatedly stressed that Sheffield should learn from Alina. Hearing what he said, Alina sitting next to him was afraid that Sheffield would be annoyed because of this.

Perhaps it was because his father was there, Sheffield listened quietly from beginning to end and did not show any obvious displeasure.

After dinner, when Alina was about to go upstairs, Wendy stopped her. "Alaina, now that your father has asked you to help Sheffield with his study, go now. You should balance work and rest. Don't stay up late."

Eric glanced at his son and said, "Your mother is right. You go up and study."

Sheffield got up impassively and followed Alina up the stairs.

They walked up the stairs and came to the corridor on the second floor. As they approached the doors of their rooms, Alina stopped. She turned around and forced a smile to Sheffield, "Forget about the tutoring. My performance is not good either. How can I tutor you?"

Sheffield stared coldly at Alina, and said in a sarcastic tone, "You just promised my father. Then you said you couldn't help. Didn't you ask for it yourself?"

"It was my mother's idea. I have nothing to do with it."

You mean that you don't want to teach me, do you?"

"Yes... No, no, no!" "Of course not. I just think the questions of grade three in middle school are too difficult. I'm afraid that I can't help you."

When she said this, Sheffield's eyes lit up, "Since it's Daddy's idea, just listen to him. You come to my room later. Let's get started." After that, Sheffield opened his door and walked in.

Staring at the door of his room, Alina had a bad feeling. Could she apply for cancellation?

After sitting in her room for a while, Alina knocked on the door of Sheffield's room, with a math exercise book and a pen in her hand.

"The door was not closed. Just come in!" Sheffield sat at the table, spinning the pen with one hand and looking at the door with contempt. Alina took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

Sheffield stopped spinning the pen and said deliberately, "You're just in time. I just have some questions I don't know how to do, please help me." Alina took over the exercise book from him and asked, "Are these the questions?"

Sheffield nodded casually, "Yes."

After looking at it carefully, Alina asked, "You... You don't know all of them?"

Sheffield put his hands on the back of his head, leaned against the back of the chair, and answered slowly, "Yes. I... Don't... Know... All of them." 'Alas! Is he going to torture me?'☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐