Chapter 45
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Mrs. Smith, sensing the increasingly tense atmosphere, stepped forward to explain the entire incident.
“Mr. Thornton, I’m terribly sorry this happened. According to our staff’s observations, the two children had a conflict in the art room, but by the time the
teacher arrived, it had escalated to physical contact.”
Her voice clearly nervous. “Mike said he was just trying to be friends with Noah, and then Noah suddenly lost his temper and hit him. The security footage
does show that Noah threw the first punch.”
I turned my cold gaze toward Mike, and the boy hiding behind his mother immediately lowered his head.
“If things happened as you’ve described, I’ll certainly ensure Noah takes responsibility,” I said, my voice calm but firm.
I surveyed the room, my gaze finally settling on Noah. “But before making any judgment, I need to hear Noah’s account first. The security footage has no audio–we don’t know what happened before the physical altercation.”
I nodded to Audrey, and she understood immediately.
Together, we took Noah away from the medical room to his usual art classroom.
Once the door closed, the quiet inside offered some relief from the tension.
Audrey knelt down, meeting Noah’s eyes at his level, and asked gently: “Noah, can you tell us what really happened?”
My son kept his head down, small hands clenched into tight fists, stubbornly
maintaining his silence.
Audrey didn’t push. She simply waited patiently, gently stroking Noah’s hair, her eyes full of encouragement.
Several minutes passed, and Noah still hadn’t said
a
word.
Audrey seemed ready to give up, preparing to stand. “It’s okay, you can tell us when you’re ready.”
Just then, Noah grabbed Audrey’s hand and suddenly spoke, though his voice was barely audible.
“Mike… Mike said I was a wild kid with no mommy…”
Those words cut through me like a knife. I saw tears glistening in Noah’s eyes and felt rage building inside me.
*He said I don’t have a mommy because I don’t talk, and that’s why mommy doesn’t want me,” Noah continued, his voice trembling. ‘I got really mad, so I pushed him back.”
I felt my expression darken instantly, my fists unconsciously clenching, jaw tightening.
‘I’m sorry, Audrey,” Noah looked up, tears in his eyes. “I shouldn’t have hit anyone.”
Audrey gently hugged Noah: “You didn’t do anything wrong, Noah. Anyone would be upset if someone said those things. But next time if someone says hurtful words, you can tell a teacher or us, okay?”
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Noah nodded, his small hands gripping tightly to Audrey’s sleeve.
Watching this scene, I felt a complex mix of emotions surge through me.
When we returned to the medical room, Mrs. Parker was waiting anxiously.
Audrey coldly questioned Mike: “Mike, was what you told Mrs. Smith the whole truth?”
The boy clearly panicked, unable to meet Audrey’s eyes, his fingers nervously twisting together.
“He’s just a little kid,” Mrs. Parker immediately interjected. “He can’t handle this kind of interrogation.”
“On the contrary,” I said calmly, my gaze sharp as I stared at Mike, “children need to learn to take responsibility for their actions, regardless of age.”
Mike was so intimidated by my presence that he shrank back, almost hiding completely behind his mother.
Audrey sighed and decided to reveal the truth: “Noah told us that Mike called him a ‘wild kid with no mommy“.”
Mrs. Parker’s face changed instantly. She turned to her son: “Mike, is this true?”
Mike kept his head down, eyes darting around, clearly unable to hide the truth any longer.
Under his mother’s pressing questions, he finally nodded slightly.
Mrs. Parker turned beet red with embarrassment, stammering her apologies: “I’m so sorry, I… I had no idea… I’ll make sure to discipline him properly…”
She grabbed Mike’s arm and practically dragged him in front of Noah.
“How could you lie? How many times have I taught you better!” she said sternly. “Now, apologize to Noah immediately–and mean it!”
Mike was startled by his mother’s sudden severity, tears welling in his eyes as he said with a trembling voice: “I’m… I’m sorry, Noah. I shouldn’t have said
those things about you…”
Noah nodded and also quietly said, “Sorry, I hit you.”
Mrs. Parker looked both embarrassed and terrified, hastily assuring us: “I promise you, I won’t let Mike anywhere near Noah again…”
In the Thornton family,” I spoke calmly, my voice carrying undeniable authority, “we believe adults should be held accountable for their children’s mistakes.”
Mrs. Parker froze mid–step upon hearing this, her face turning deathly pale, obvious fear flashing in her eyes.
In New York high society, no one wanted to cross the Thornton family.
“Caspar’s just saying there won’t be a next time,” Audrey gently interjected, easing the tension. “The children are young and still learning how to get along.”
Mrs. Parker looked relieved and practically fled the scene with Mike in tow, as if something terrifying was chasing them.
Mrs. Smith stood awkwardly to the side, unsure what to say.
“I think this matter is resolved,” I said calmly. “Noah’s classes are finished for today.”
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Noah nodded, his small hands gripping tightly to Audrey’s sleeve.
Watching this scene, I felt a complex mix of emotions surge through me.
When we returned to the medical room, Mrs. Parker was waiting anxiously.
Audrey coldly questioned Mike: “Mike, was what you told Mrs. Smith the whole truth?”
The boy clearly panicked, unable to meet Audrey’s eyes, his fingers nervously twisting together.
“He’s just a little kid,” Mrs. Parker immediately interjected. ‘He can’t handle this kind of interrogation.”
“On the contrary,” I said calmly, my gaze sharp as I stared at Mike, ‘children need to learn to take responsibility for their actions, regardless of age.”
Mike was so intimidated by my presence that he shrank back, almost hiding completely behind his mother.
Audrey sighed and decided to reveal the truth: “Noah told us that Mike called him a ‘wild kid with no mommy“.”
Mrs. Parker’s face changed instantly. She turned to her son: “Mike, is this true?”
Mike kept his head down, eyes darting around, clearly unable to hide the truth any longer.
Under his mother’s pressing questions, he finally nodded slightly.
Mrs. Parker turned beet red with embarrassment, stammering her apologies: “I’m so sorry, I… I had no idea… I’ll make sure to discipline him properly…”
She grabbed Mike’s arm and practically dragged him in front of Noah.
“How could you lie? How many times have I taught you better!” she said sternly. ‘Now, apologize to Noah immediately–and mean it!”
Mike was startled by his mother’s sudden severity, tears welling in his eyes as he said with a trembling voice: “I’m… I’m sorry, Noah. I shouldn’t have said those things about you…”
Noah nodded and also quietly said, “Sorry, I hit you.”
Mrs. Parker looked both embarrassed and terrified, hastily assuring us: “I promise you, I won’t let Mike anywhere near Noah again…”
“In the Thornton family,” I spoke calmly, my voice carrying undeniable authority, we believe adults should be held accountable for their children’s mistakes.”
Mrs. Parker froze mid–step upon hearing this, her face turning deathly pale, obvious fear flashing in her eyes.
In New York high society, no one wanted to cross the Thornton family.
“Caspar’s just saying there won’t be a next time,” Audrey gently interjected, easing the tension. “The children are young and still learning how to get along.”
Mrs. Parker looked relieved and practically fled the scene with Mike in tow, as if something terrifying was chasing them.
Mrs. Smith stood awkwardly to the side, unsure what to say.
“I think this matter is resolved,” I said calmly. “Noah’s classes are finished for today.”
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Mrs. Smith nodded eagerly, clearly relieved that this whole ordeal was finally over.
On the way back, Noah held tightly to Audrey’s hand, unwilling to let go.
He looked up at her, his eyes full of worry: “Will you not like me anymore? Because I hit someone?”
“Of course not, Noah, Audrey answered tenderly. ‘I’ll always care about you.”
Noah seemed to relax a little, but still held tightly to Audrey’s hand.
Audrey gently rubbed Noah’s back, her voice soft and soothing as she comforted him.
I stood to the side, watching this tender scene, feeling a complex mix of emotions wash over me.
I’d always thought I could give Noah enough love. But seeing the way Noah nestled against Audrey right now, I had to admit I’d been ignoring a hard truth: Noah needed a mother’s love–that kind of gentleness and understanding I simply couldn’t provide.
Maybe it was time to seriously consider finding Noah a mom.
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