Husband you've abandoned me Fine I'll focus on raising my son novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119: Does he even think about me?

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I looked around trying to find something.

Luckily, a professor is walking in this direction. Thank goodness. If I could get his attention then I could get Zeke and his dumb friends to stop.

"Professor!" I called him.

His head perked up when I called to him and he came my way.

"Shoot a teacher’s coming," I then heard one of the boys yell. They stopped picking on the boy and immediately scurried away like cockroaches.

"Yes, how may I help you?" the professor asked once he reached me. I looked at him and asked a random question and he answered before leaving me. I then turned to look at the boy who sat in the dusting himself off. I then went towards him.

"You okay?" I asked him.

He looked up at me surprised to see me but took my hand.

"Hey, what’s your name?" I asked him once he was upright. I recognized the boy we were in the same grade but in different classes.

"Albert," he said.

"I’m Anth—" I was about to introduce myself. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"I know who you are everyone knows who you are," he interrupted me. "I think everyone in our grade knows about you and your mother. Sorry about that."

"Its okay," I responded to him. "So you know why those guys pick on me but what about you?" I asked him.

"They bully me coz I’m fat," he said. "And my family isn’t as rich as everyone else’s."

When he said that its only then that I noticed he was a bit chubby. I then rolled my eyes at that. "Those idiots will find any reason to bully anyone."

"Yeah," Albert nodded. "Hey, isn’t that your brother?" he said looking at the school yard ahead. I followed his gaze and found Marco staring at me. In his arms was a pile of books. Once I made eye contact Marco grew shy and immediately walked away.

"Yeah, it is," I replied to Albert.

Marco was in the grade above me since he was a year older. We rarely ran into each other or spoke to each other. Albert and I watched him walk away. I didn’t know what to think of Marco since I didn’t know much about him but what I could say was that I was jealous of him. He was the one Dad chose, he was the one Dad loved.

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