Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145

Mr. Beardsley shivered all over.

He felt that he was really unlucky today. He wanted to take the opportunity to build a relationship with Mr. Bowles, but now even Mrs. Bowles had to kneel on the ground and beg for Crystal’s forgiveness…

“Mr. Beardsley.” The principal said seriously, “You have been shielding Leland before, and today you slandered Bernard. I don’t think your behavior is worthy of being a teacher. I will fire you.”

Mr. Beardsley panicked and said, “Principal… I know I’m wrong…”

If he was fired, it would be difficult for him to find a proper job in the future. After all, this matter would definitely become a stain in his life. No parents were willing to accept a teacher who slandered students to teach their children.

“You don’t have to say anything more.” The principal said, “I have made up my mind.” “…”

Crystal said, “Mr. Beardsley.”

When Mr. Beardsley heard her words, his eyes lit up. Just as he was about to ask her for help, he heard Crystal say, “You’ve gone too far when you talked to Bernard earlier on. Please apologize to him.”

For many children, the teacher was a very sacred existence. They respected the teacher more than their parents. What Mr. Beardsley said before was undoubtedly a blow to the child.

Mr. Beardsley froze.

Asking him, a teacher, to apologize to a child….

“What’s wrong?” Harold narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold tone, “Don’t you understand human language?”

Mr. Beardsley trembled. He was so frightened by Harold that he almost burst into tears. Trembling, he said, “Bernard… I’m sorry. It was my fault. I shouldn’t have said that…”

Bernard blinked and said, “Mr. Beardsley, I hope you don’t say such things to children in the future.”

He lowered his head. “Because they will really be very sad.”

There was a moment of silence.

Mr. Beardsley said with difficulty, “… Okay.”

Crystal said, “Bernard is still young. He’ll be scared if he sits alone.”

Harold glanced at Bernard and said, “He’s four years old, not four months old.”

Crystal said, “You’re already so old. Why do you still want me to sit with you?”

“…” Harold pulled Crystal over and pressed her against the car door. He looked down at her and asked, “I’m already so old?”

“!” Crystal looked around. “What are you doing? There are so many people here.”

Harold didn’t care. “Tell me, how old am I?”

He was so close that Crystal could even clearly feel his warm breath, burning the skin on her neck.

“…I was just talking nonsense.” Crystal blushed and said sincerely, “You’re my husband. Of course, I’m sitting with you.”