Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 623 - 641: A Young Girl’s Feelings Are Always Poetry (4)

Chapter 623: Chapter 641: A Young Girl’s Feelings Are Always Poetry (4)

Inside the infirmary.

After feeding Raymond and wiping his hands and face with a wet wipe, Isabel couldn’t help but gently reprimand Raymond when she saw the gauze wrapped around his head: "Raymond, you can’t fight with your classmates at school. Fortunately, nothing serious happened this time. If something had happened, your father would be heartbroken."

Raymond cared a lot about the impression he left in Isabel’s heart, so after receiving her criticism, he still tried to defend himself: "Sister Isabel, it wasn’t my fault this time. It was that Foureyes who provoked me first. He said I didn’t have a mother and mocked me with classmates saying my mother didn’t want me. Everyone laughed at me, so I fought with him."

When Isabel heard this, she couldn’t help but feel unable to tell Raymond to be friendly with his classmates.

Raymond, still feeling indignant and unreconciled, said: "It was because I didn’t watch my back that I fell down this time, otherwise I could’ve definitely beaten Foureyes!"

Raymond became worried after saying that, wondering if Sister Isabel would think he wasn’t capable.

Raymond gave it some thought, then looked at Isabel with his bright big eyes and said, "Sister Isabel, if there’s a next time, I’ll definitely be able to beat Foureyes!"

"Raymond, fighting is not good behavior, there shouldn’t be a next time, do you understand?"

"I understand." Raymond’s originally resentful expression suddenly became more gentle when he heard Isabel’s words. He nodded his head as if to assure her and said, "Sister Isabel, don’t worry, I’ll never fight with my classmates again."

"Raymond, you’re such a good boy."

Upon receiving the praise, Raymond’s face flushed red. He pulled up the quilt to cover his face, then pulled it down again. He stared into Isabel’s eyes, both serious and angry, as if sharing his little secret with her, he revealed what was in his heart: "But Sister Isabel, I’m still a little unhappy."

"What’s wrong?" Isabel sat by the bed, looking at Raymond as if she was dealing with a very serious matter.

Raymond had never received such treatment before. He used to tell his inner thoughts to Percy, but each time he would either be ignored or ridiculed by Percy. Now, seeing Isabel’s genuine attitude, Raymond suddenly felt a strong sense of existence. He told her everything that was on his mind: "Sister Isabel, I feel like I hate my mother now."

Although Isabel wasn’t Raymond’s mother, when she heard these words from his mouth, she didn’t know why, but her heart contracted sharply.

Isabel tried to maintain a calm exterior, and asked in a light tone, "Why’s that?"

Raymond sighed softly, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke with a sad tone to Isabel: "Sister Isabel, before, I just resented or disliked my mother. But now, I really hate her. If she didn’t want me, why did she even give birth to me? All my classmates have mothers. Last time, our teacher asked us to write an essay about our mothers, but I don’t have one. I didn’t know what to write, so I left it blank. As a result, the teacher punished me by making me stand for half a day. Now, I fought with Foureyes because of my mother again. I don’t just dislike her anymore, I hate her!"

Isabel had always thought that emotions of love and hate only came about when people grew up. But now, she saw the deep hurt and resentment in the tone and expression of a five-year-old child.

Because Raymond was speaking so seriously, Isabel’s mood became heavy too, and she didn’t even know how to comfort him. Fortunately, after a while, just as the atmosphere was about to become tense, Percy came in from outside, pushing the door open.