One Night Surprise Chapter 29
Chapter 29
She simply
nced around at the yground before she began to walk away. However, she then slowed down as
she heard a voice behind her. “There aren‘t any safety precautions taken for the swings here.” Alexand
er‘s voice was deep as he nced at the helper who had been following them around. “Are you sure th
at these are safe?”
Nora, the pretty helper, seemed a little stunned upon hearing Alexander‘s question. “The swing isn‘t tha
t high, and the ground beneath it is cushioned. Plus, we‘ve never had any idents with the swings in
school,” she answered.
But Alexander continued to point at the railing of the swings with a look of contempt on
his face. “Just because there has never been an ident doesn‘t mean that there won‘t be one in the f
uture. Do you think a child would be able to bnce and keep themselves on the swing if they were to l
oosen their grip while they‘re high up in the air?” He then turned around to nce at the rainbow–
colored tartan track nearby. “I took a look at the
tartan track just now. Its corners aren‘t fully covered with rubberized material, and it‘s clear that you guy
s do not pay enough attention to the untrimmed weeds around the area. Some naughty kids might hide
in the bushes without you realizing; what happens if a poisonous snake shows up then?”
The helper‘s face was drained of color. She didn‘t know how to respond to the man‘s words. What kind
of kid is going to let go of their grip on the swing for no good reason? Also, the gardeners might have sl
acked off a little with their work in the field recently, but the grass is barely at the height of my ankles! I‘
ve never seen a parent as harsh and demanding as Alexander in Sapphire Kindergarten!
“It looks okay to me.” A pleasant and firm voice broke the silence as Courtney walked toward them. “I th
ink you‘re too worried about Jordan, President Duncan. Tina fell off a swingTêxt ? N?velDrama.Org.
when she was younger. She sprained her arm
and had a few cuts on her face, but I don‘t think that it‘s necessarily a bad thing.” She gazed at him gen
tly, as if she was recalling a heartwarming memory. “After that incident, she always remembered to hold
onto the sides of the swing tightly; she never fell off
again after that. She would even remind me to hold on tightly whenever I rode the swing with her.”
Her words seemed to have relieved the tension in his facial muscles. His gaze was filled with mixed
emotions as he nced at her. Nora, who had been watching from the side, carefully spoke up then.
“I think Miss Hunter‘s right, President Duncan. However, if you truly feel worried about this, we can just
take the swing sets down. We‘ll also make sure to cover up all the tracks so that there won‘t be any we
eds left.”
He fell silent for a moment as he contemted their words. “Forget it. Just leave it the way it is. You jus
t have to call me immediately if anything happens to Jordan,” he said quietly.
Nora heaved a sigh of relief as she shed Courtney a thankful nce. “Alright! Well, if there isn‘t anyt
hing else that you‘d like to ask, i‘ll have to excuse myself to send these reports over to the headmaster.
”
It was still rather early in the morning. Courtney took a deep breath before she sat herself down on one
of the swings, her eyes squinting as she grinned at the man
in front of her. “I didn‘t know you were willing to listen to the opinions of others, President Duncan.”
When Alexander lifted his head to look at her, the sunlight spilled across her face and lit up her sparklin
g pupils. He noticed a hint of yful teasing underneath her crescent–
shaped eyes, but surprisingly, he didn‘t seem annoyed by her words. “Do I look like a
lone wolf who‘d reject everyone else‘s opinions?” he asked.
“No way! Everyone knows how you achieved sess at a young age, President Duncan. How would a
nyone take you
as a tyrant who only trusts in his own opinions?” Courtney denied his usations in an excessively tt
ering manner as she swayed herself on the swing.
“A tyrant?” He narrowed his eyes.
“Really?” Complicated emotions shed across his face. Courtney assumed that he didn‘t agree to her
point, so she continued to exin herself.
“I don‘t think there‘s anything wrong with a child getting hurt sometimes. Us humans can‘t stay at home
forever just because we‘re scared of the world outside, can we? Likewise, you can‘t treat Jordan like a
nt cooped up in a greenhouse forever, he has to expose himself to the sunlight outdoors to understa
nd the sort of life that he‘s looking for. Each of us has to learn to live our lives for the sake of ourselves,
don‘t you think?”
Her words seemed to have made an impact on him, as the sentence, ‘each of us has to learn to live
our lives for the sake of ourselves‘, echoed in his mind for a long while. Once Courtney noticed the odd
look on
his face, she carefully proceeded with a question. “Are you only so nervous because Jordan can‘t spea
k?”
Alexander snapped back into reality then, his gaze as cold and dark as the bottom of ake when he gl
ared at her. “I‘m sorry.” She quickly bit on her lower lip. “I–
I forgot that you mentioned that I shouldn‘t ask about that. I‘m sorry. You can just pretend I never said t
hat.” She then nced at her watch as she stood up from the swing. “Well, it‘ste, and I have to go to
work. I‘ll have to make a move soon,” she said in an attempt to change the topic of conversation.
“Jordan wouldn‘t have stopped talking if it weren‘t for my carelessness.” Courtney‘s footsteps came to a
halt when she heard a deep, self-
critical voice from behind. She turned around, stunned. I can‘t believe my ears. He doesn‘t seem like th
e type to talk about his private life. I even got lectured by him thest time I asked
about Jordan‘s condition! “Are you saying that Jordan doesn‘t talk only because he refuses to speak?”
she asked cautiously.
He nodded lightly as a mixture of emotions surfaced within him.
“Jordan was already a talkative boy by the age of 2, but he stopped speaking after he had a high fever.
The doctor was certain that there wasn‘t any damage to his nerves and
vocal cords, so his refusal to speak is entirely a psychological
issue.”
“A psychological issue? What did he go through?” A hint of sympathy flickered across Courtney‘s gaze.
Alexander heaved a long sigh; he was always flooded with guilt upon the mention of this topic.
“I don‘t know.” He felt more guilty
precisely because he didn‘t know. The high fever that gued Jordan appeared out of nowhere; no one
life due to that high fever–
a father‘s duty is beyond just visiting his child whenever he has the spare time. It‘s more than just getting
Right then, Alexander‘s brows were
knitted tightly as he was extremely upset. Courtney was surprised to hear what he just said.
“Well, it exins why you‘re so worried about Jordan now. But you shouldn‘t dwell on the past; it‘s in the
into tears after telling me about his story, right?! Courtney‘s eyes then lit up as she saw the swing set tha
Her sudden, silly question got Alexander to re at her curiously. Before he could get a full grasp of the
problems that you have in life. Sit here, President Duncan. I‘ll push you from the back.”
“I don‘t need you to push me,” he grunted.
“Oh, don‘t worry, President Duncan; I know it was my fault that I brought up some sad memories of