After Madeline went in, she saw Jackson’s teacher.
When the teacher heard that Madeline had not seen Jackson, the teacher was curious. “Did he went to the toilet? Jackson is a very smart kid, so he wouldn’t leave with a stranger. Don’t worry, Mrs. Whitman.”
Madeline, too, was certain that her son would not leave with a stranger, so she turned and walked to the toilet to look for her son.
She arrived at the entrance of the toilet, but because she could not go in, she called out a few times by the entrance.
“Jack, are you in there?
“Jack, if you’re in there, please answer me. “Jack…”
As Madeline called out, a young male teacher walked out from the toilet.
When he saw Madeline was looking for her son, he politely said, “Madam, there’s no one else in the toilet. You can’t find your son?”
Madeline nodded and her heart started racing.
Could it be that Carter was one step ahead of her? Had he already asked someone to take action against her child?
As Madeline frantically thought about this, suddenly, she heard a familiar, childish voice behind her.
“Mommy, I’m right here.”
Madeline turned her head abruptly when she heard that.
She saw Jackson, who wore his school uniform and his hat, looking at her obediently as he blinked, and Madeline finally felt relieved.
“Jack! ”
Madeline ran up to Jackson and squatted and held the child’s shoulders.
“Jack, where did you go? Why didn’t you wait for me at the entrance?”
Jackson lifted his small hand and gently shook the carnation he made with color papers in his hand.
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