Chapter 1662


    Chapter 1662


    The little boy’s anger had finally subsided.


    “Alright, buddy,” her uncle ruffled his son’s hair, his tone softening. “You head on out. Daddy’s got a


    couple more words for this little brat.” “Dad, I’ve got something to say to her too,” Tommy piped up,


    defiance in his voice.


    “Go ahead, son.”


    Tommy walked up and crouched beside Skyler. Perhaps finding her smelly, he covered his nose with


    his hand and said, “Push me again in the future? I’ll pee on you again.”


    Skyler, her chin jutting out stubbornly, retorted, “You broke my pencil case first. And you tripped


    yourself.”.


    “Dad, she’s not admitting she’s wrong,” Tommyined, turning to his dad.e2.


    The man stepped forward and kicked Skyler hard in the back. “Listen here, brat, my boy could do more


    than break your pencil case. He could bury you in a hole, and your parents wouldn’t dare squeak about


    it.”


    The force of the kick curled Skyler into a ball, pain wracking her small frame. Yet, she remained defiant.


    “I’m not wrong. It was him…”


    At that moment, she still hoped. Hoped that if she could just exin, her parents would stand up for her


    and protect her.


    “Seems like you need to learn your lesson,” the man sneered, giving her another kick before scooping


    up his son and leaving. “We’ll have your parents teach you some manners.”


    After they left, Skyler’s parents arrived shortly. Grimacing through the pain, she tried to tell them


    everything that had happened. But before she could finish, her mother cut her off. “If only you were a


    boy, how much easier things would be.”


    “Mama, he broke my stuff, and he fell on purpose.” Skyler pleaded for understanding.


    Instead of support, her mother pinched her hard. “You little troublemaker, do you even know what


    you’re doing? At your age, all you do is make messes for me. Let me tell you, from now on, stay away


    from that boy.”


    From then on, Skyler knew that regardless of right or wrong, there was no one to defend her. Faced


    with anything, she had to keep a low profile, using such foolish methods to protect herself. All to ensure


    that her young self could continue to live on.


    “Stupid!” Zavier rolled his eyes at her.


    Skyler pursed her lips and did not say anything.


    Zavier couldn’t stand her meekness. “Skyler, you’re wearing my ring, and you let people talk down to


    you? It’s my reputation that you’re tarnishing.”


    “I’m sorry,” Skyler murmured weakly.


    “Don’t give me ‘sorry’! I hate that word!” Zavier snapped.


    “I mean… my apologies.” she corrected quickly.


    “Are you ying word games with me now?” he used.


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    “No, I just…” Skyler faltered, at a loss. Apologies were all she had,


    Zavier’s frustration melted into a mix of pity and resolve. “Listen to me, Skyler. If anyone dares to mess


    with you, you hit back hard. And if troublees, you’ve got me, your so-called fiancé, to handle it.”


    For the first time in eighteen years, someone had told her to stand up for herself. Regardless of


    Zavier’s motives, or whether he meant it, those words thawed a part of her long-frozen heart. She


    stared up at him, a sincere, sweet smile spreading across her face. “Thank you.”


    “Dummy, you smile like an idiot,” Zavier grumbled, but there was an unspoken softness as he turned to


    head into the bathroom. The sound of running water soon filled the space. Skyler stood still, not daring


    to wander or touch anything, just waiting for him.