John muttered under his breath. Despite being upset, Emma smiled and tried to please him.
"One more time, Daddy. Can we try it just one more time?"
She reduced John’s lines to just one sentence, and finally, the filming was done.
Emma felt like she had completed an important task and danced around joyfully.
"Mom, I finally finished my assignment!"
John answered his phone, leaned in, and asked me where the household registry and property deed were.
I was lost in Emma’s happiness and without thinking, told him.
From that day on, John hadn’t returned home, claiming work trips.
Because of John cooperating with the video shoot, Emma had been extremely happy these days, watching the video several times every night before bed.
Soon, it was time for Emma to go back to school. I sent her to the school gate as usual.
Before I could get home, I received a call from Emma’s teacher, and I could hear Emma crying in the background.
"Mom, the school won’t let me in..."
I rushed to the school in panic.
The teacher looked confused. "Emma already transferred schools, didn’t she?"
Emma had attended here for three years and was familiar with both the students and teachers. Why would I transfer her without reason?
"Teacher, is there a mistake?"
The teacher looked at me suspiciously, "Your husband, John Foster, personally handled the transfer. Here are the copies of your household registry and property deed."
"According to the rules, each school district only allows one spot, and John gave the spot to another child. Even if Emma didn’t transfer, she wouldn’t have a spot at this school."
Emma gripped my hand in fear.
"Mom, the boy who bullied me last time... He sat in my seat, threw my backpack, and called me a bastard..."
I glared at the copy of the household registry, where Amy Green and her son’s names had been added, my eyes bloodshot.
"Emma, darling, Mommy will take care of this."
John kept hanging up my calls, finally answering out of impatience.
"Lena, what’s going on? Don’t you know I’m in a meeting?"
"John, how could you transfer Emma without my consent and give her school spot to someone else?"
There was a brief silence on the other end, and John softened his tone.
"It’s a long story. I’ll explain when I’m done with work..."
"John, get to the school right now! If you don’t come, I’ll make sure everyone knows that Amy Green and her son are the mistress and bastard!"