The Wicked Wife's Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 61
Ten minutes priorâ
They had hurried to the faculty office upon hearing that Ian had been called there after getting into a fight with a classmate.
In the center of the office, three adults were surrounding a child, unmistakably identifiable as a member of the Bayern family by appearance, forcing him to apologize.
What on earth was going on?
Nina quickly scanned the three frozen figures before pulling Ian gently behind her.
âWould you be so kind as to explain the situation to me?â
âOh, it was just a small quarrel between the children, and we were mediating it, Madam.â
Mediating?
Werenât they simply trying to make Ian a scapegoat to appease the parents?
Heâs only 10 years old.
âIs this really how a homeroom teacher should act?â
Before arriving at the faculty office, she had already heard the details of the incident from the other children in the class. Ian had been bullied one-sidedly, and now they were forcing him to apologize. It was clear they were underestimating the child who didnât have his guardians by his side.
She wanted to ask them outright if they even considered themselves adults after behaving this way, but…
â…Letâs not get angry.â
Nina took a deep breath.
This could be her first and last meeting with Ian, and she didnât want to show him an image of her losing her temper.
âBesides…â
There was someone else in the room who was even angrier than she was.
Nina glanced at the man who had been silent the entire time. His cool gray eyes and tightly clenched lips betrayed his controlled fury. His jaw muscles were tense, clearly indicating he was holding back his anger.
Raising her voice wouldnât look good in any situation.
Calming herself, Nina spoke in a composed voice to the homeroom teacher.
âMediation? That sounds more like coercion. And as I heard, it was that child who hit Ian first.â
She briefly glanced at the child with reddish-brown hair hiding behind his parents, noting that he didnât have any visible injuries. Judging by Ianâs split lip, it seemed, as the other children had said, that he had been hit one-sidedly.
âThe one who committed the assault should be the one to apologize. Why are you forcing the victim to apologize?â
âMadam, if it seemed like coercion, I apologize. I only meant that since they are classmates, it would be best if they both apologized and reconciled. Please donât misunderstand.â
As if.
Nina shot a sharp look at the Marquis and Marchioness of Ulverni.
âWhy does the professor get to decide if they reconcile? My child hasnât even received an apology yet.â
â…Richard, apologize to Ian.â
The Marchioness of Ulverni awkwardly smiled as she nudged Richardâs shoulder.
Though she might want an apology for the humiliation her son had endured, the Duke of Bayern was present in the room. The Duke, who was watching Ianâs injured lip with a serious expression.
Did she realize her intentions had been seen through?
âRichard, apologize right now, alright?â
The Marchioness urged Richard with a nervous expression.
Though the Ulverni family was one of the most prominent noble families in the Nesman Empire, they couldnât compare to the Bayern familyâin terms of territory size, wealth, or military power. The Bayern Dukedom was clearly superior.
Moreover, the current Duke, Ash, who stood before them, was at the center of power, beloved by His Majesty the Emperor.
On top of that, they were facing Nina Bayern, who came from the Taylor Dukedom. No matter how much influence the Ulverni family could muster, they would stand no chance.
Sensing his parentsâ anxiety, Richard, who had been all smiles just moments ago, reluctantly muttered with a sour expression.
âSorry…â
âRichard has a hot temper, but he didnât mean it. Now that heâs apologized, I hope you can get along with your older brother.â
Ian, who had remained silent throughout the sudden turn of events, finally spoke.
âYou two should also apologize to me.â
Ninaâs gaze turned to the Marquis and Marchioness of Ulverni.
Apologize?
Had something happened before she arrived at the faculty office besides the fight?
But as Ian continued speaking, it became clear that his demand for an apology was not for something simple.
âYou had Richard try to convince me to change guardians. If you hadnât pushed him to do that, this fight wouldnât have happened.â
Ash, who had been silently watching Ianâs injured lip all this time, muttered slowly.
â…You told him to change his guardian?â
If that was true, this was no longer a matter to be taken lightly.
It wasnât just a conflict between children anymore.