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Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF) novel Chapter 353

Chapter 353 Her Name Was Expectation of Others 

The little girl was taken aback for a moment, somewhat unable to react. She looked at the strawberry bear I handed her, blinked, and then looked at me, saying, “For… for me?” 

I nodded, signaling her to continue. 

The little girl was very shy. Even though it was our second meeting, she was still timid, clutching her strawberry bear, and in a small voice, she said to me, “Thank you, sister.” 

As if she thought of something, she looked up at me, blinked, and asked, “How did sister know that today was my birthday?” 

I smiled faintly, “The headmistress told me.” 

After a moment of hesitation, she nodded slightly and then fell silent again. 

Knowing she was introverted, I took a small stool and sat next to her, looking at Daniel standing by the side, I said, “Why don’t you sit down too?” 

He glanced at the half-broken stool he could only sit on, slightly furrowed his brows and said, “No need, I’ll just walk around and see.” 

Seeing this, I nodded and chatted with Jodie. 

I had originally come yesterday, so there was no need to make the trip again today. However, after seeing this young girl yesterday and learning about her situation from the old dean, I came again. 

Perhaps it was fate, otherwise why didn’t I ask the names of other 

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en, but specifically asked hers? 

After chatting for a while, Daniel probably wasn’t quite accustomed to the atmosphere here. He came back after a short while, seeming somewhat uncomfortable, judging by his reaction. 

I stood up, looking at him and asked, “What’s wrong?” 

He asked, “Are we going to stay here all day today?” 

I shook my head, seeing his discomfort, I couldn’t help but say, “After accompanying Jodie to eat the cake in a while, we’ll go back.” 

Hearing this, he seemed to let out a slight sigh of relief, nodding and uttering a sound of agreement. 

I ordered a cake for Jodie, which arrived shortly after. There were many children in the yard, so I ordered a large cake. After blowing out the candles, the old dean and several teachers distributed the cake to the children. I didn’t see Daniel, so I squeezed through the crowd to look for him. 

Surprisingly, I found him at the staircase. 

“Yi…” Before I could finish my sentence, I saw two little boys, probably in their teens, wrestling with each other in the hallway. I had no idea what they were fighting about, but both of them had bruises on their faces and bodies. 

Daniel leaned against the wall, watching indifferently as if he were watching a play. 

Upon seeing him, the two children consciously stopped, glared at each other fiercely, and then prepared to leave. 

Daniel, seeing no more fighting, also prepared to leave with a sense of dullness. 

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When he turned around and saw me, he paused slightly, but his expression remained unchanged. 

I looked at the two bruised children, momentarily speechless. I stepped forward to ask why they had been fighting. Only after questioning did I find out that it was because they were fighting over a toy. In the end, neither of them got it because the toy was broken by the two of them, which led to the fight. 

Helplessly, I scolded the two of them and then let them go. 

Daniel was standing at the staircase waiting for me. Seeing me look at him, he smiled his usual faint smile and said, “Let’s go.” 

I walked up to him, pursed my lips, and couldn’t help but ask, “Why didn’t you stop them just now?” 

He raised an eyebrow, handsome and refined, “Why stop?” 

I signed, “They are fighting, shouldn’t you stop them?” 

He slightly furrowed his brows, saying, “I stopped them, but they would just find another place to fight. After all, survival of the fittest is- the norm. They used force for the things they liked, which is human nature, and there’s nothing wrong with that. The pity is, they were too foolish. The toy was destroyed, and in the end, no one got what they wanted.” 

I… 

The person’s sense of right and wrong truly left me at a loss for how to refute. 

I had no interest in playing the teacher. I glanced at him, no longer dwelling on the matter, and simply said, “Let’s go, it’s getting late. We should head back.” 

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speaking, I turned around and left. 

The children had eaten the cake and had been happy for a while, so I said goodbye to the old dean and prepared to go home. 

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