Chapter 29 Feeling Disheartened for Her

Chapter 29 Feeling Disheartened for Her

When Beatrice received the call from the teacher, she was in a meeting with Sean's new team members discussing the upcoming experiment.

Learning that Sloane had hit someone at school and then been beaten up by a group of kids, Beatrice instantly lost all interest in work and rushed to the school.

"I'm so sorry, teacher. I apologize for the trouble."

Sloane's homeroom teacher sighed. Honestly, she really didn't like Sloane.

Although she'd been teaching for years and had never seen a child as smart and outstanding as Sloane, the girl's temper was truly terrible.

She just couldn't understand how Beatrice, who clearly seemed like such an intelligent and reasonable woman, could have raised a daughter like this.

"You really need to do something about Sloane. I know the other kids were also at fault this time, but she's always insulting other children at school. She's so antisocial - this kind of thing will keep happening."

"I'm sorry, it's my fault for not teaching her properly." Beatrice apologized. "Where is Sloane?"

When Beatrice arrived at the office, the other children had returned to class, leaving only Sloane standing there with a bruised and swollen face, looking completely defiant even in front of the teacher.

"Sloane, are you okay?"

Beatrice stepped forward to examine her carefully, feeling both heartbroken and angry. "Why can't you get along with the other kids? Why do you always have to lose your temper?"

Seeing Beatrice arrive, all the grievances that had been building up came flooding out. Sloane naturally blamed Beatrice for what happened at school today.

If Beatrice hadn't been ignoring her, she wouldn't have been hit by Marshall. If she hadn't been hit, she wouldn't have been bullied by those idiots today.

Thinking this, Sloane pushed Beatrice away.

"You don't even care about me anymore, so stop pretending. Those stupid kids - I'll hit them if I want to. How are they worthy of being my friends?"

"Sloane!"

Beatrice's voice suddenly rose, looking at Sloane in disbelief.

She had never taught Sloane to think this way and couldn't understand why she'd become like this.

"Who taught you to say these things? Was it Jennifer?"

Hearing Beatrice dare to mention Jennifer, Sloane snorted coldly. "Everything Jennifer says is right. I wish I were her daughter. If I were her daughter, she wouldn't ignore me, and I wouldn't be laughed at by my classmates for liking Jennifer!"

Sloane's words cut into Beatrice's heart like knives, making it bleed with pain.

Even the teacher standing nearby couldn't help but look at Beatrice with sympathy.

If this were their daughter, they'd rather not have one.

This scene happened to fall into Arthur's eyes, who had also just rushed over after receiving the teacher's call.

He had just arrived outside the office door when he heard Sloane say those words.

Looking at Beatrice's slightly pale face, Arthur felt vaguely uncomfortable and looked coldly at Sloane. "Apologize to your mother."

"I didn't say anything wrong, so why should I apologize? Don't you want Jennifer to be my mom?"

The teachers in the office all turned their eyes to Arthur, whose expression grew increasingly dark.

As Arthur and Sloane remained at a standstill, Beatrice snapped back to her senses and said coldly, "No need."

If before this she had still held a glimmer of hope for Sloane, after hearing what she just said, she was completely done.

While children might speak without thinking, that's exactly why what Sloane said was truly what she felt inside.

A daughter who desperately wanted another woman to be her mother - Beatrice was better off without her!

Hearing Beatrice say this, Sloane thought she had admitted she was wrong and snorted coldly, saying to Arthur, "Dad, you heard that, right? Mom said I don't need to apologize to her, which means I was right."

Beatrice glanced at Sloane indifferently. "You're absolutely right. Since you like Jennifer so much, then let her be your mother from now on."

As soon as Beatrice said this, Sloane's expression froze slightly. "What do you mean?"

"Dad and I have already decided to get divorced. After the divorce, you'll live with your dad."

Beatrice crouched down to look Sloane in the eye. "We didn't tell you before because we were afraid you couldn't handle it, but it seems I worried too much. After we divorce, Jennifer can marry your dad and be your mother."

Sloane hadn't expected Beatrice to be serious and was completely stunned.

Although she had always hoped Jennifer could be her mother, thinking about Beatrice really not wanting her anymore made her feel inexplicably sad.

But right now she was still angry at Beatrice. If she backed down now and said she didn't want Beatrice to leave, she would lose.

Having long grown used to Beatrice being the one to give in first, Sloane took a deep breath and put on a happy smile. "Mom, are you serious? That's wonderful!"

Beatrice smiled too - a smile of relief.

Though it hurt, she had finally managed to completely let go.

This was probably exactly what Arthur and Sloane had been hoping for. Everyone was happy.

Arthur, however, couldn't smile.

Looking at this scene, what floated through his mind were images of Beatrice caring for Sloane at home in the past.

When Sloane had a fever as a child, Beatrice stayed by her side for two days and nights without sleep.

When Sloane was a picky eater, Beatrice specifically learned and researched all kinds of food, filling several thick notebooks with details about Sloane's habits and preferences.

Whatever was going on between him and Jennifer was adult business, but regardless, Beatrice was Sloane's biological mother.

In this moment, Arthur couldn't help but feel heartbroken for Beatrice.

But Beatrice didn't care anymore. After hurting too many times, she had gone numb.

After the drama ended, Sloane was taken back to the classroom by her homeroom teacher, and Beatrice and Arthur left the school one after the other.

Arriving at the school gate, Beatrice couldn't help but ask, "You received the divorce papers I sent you, right? Just think of it as fulfilling Sloane's wish - please sign them soon."

Arthur's steps paused slightly. Originally, after he had temporarily shelved this matter, Beatrice hadn't contacted him again. He hadn't expected that today, because of Sloane's incident, this matter would be put before him again.

"Sloane is still young, many things require adult guidance..."

"Then you can guide her slowly." Seeing Arthur trying to use Sloane's age as an excuse again, Beatrice felt her patience completely run out. 

"Besides, wanting to divorce you isn't entirely because of Sloane. Arthur, this isn't your usual style. If you keep dragging this out, I'll start to think you can't bear to divorce me."