A Ruling Passion – Chapter 1812

Arianne was having a slight headache. “Stop crying for now and let me take a look at that! So, Chubby Chuck snatched Lil’ P’s toy and even pushed him, did he? You were right to protect your little brother, but you can’t just go up to him and swing a punch at him now, can you? What if you injured his eyes or somewhere important? We must be virtuous first, if we can’t get our logic across to them, then we tell the teachers. The teachers won’t be able to overlook the situation since it happened in school. Of course, I’m not asking you to keep it inside and not retaliate when you’re being bullied. You’re free to let it out if someone hits you first. You’ve got to be tough when you have to, but you have to weigh the severity of the situation first too.”

The more Arianne spoke, the more aggrieved Smore became. He cried so much, he had trouble kneeling down. Arianne, no longer able to bear seeing him in this state, hugged him. “All right, stop crying now. It’s shameful for a man to cry so much. Go get a shower and have an early rest, you still have to go to school tomorrow.”

Smore sniveled as he headed upstairs. It seemed that he was still extremely aggrieved. ‘I suppose a child isn’t able to differentiate between right and wrong in their minds. What a headache.’

Mark said in a muffled voice, “I don’t feel sorry for him, nor did I ask him to get up. You’re the one who gave in to him first.”

Arianne shot a glance at him. “Did you do it on purpose to show me? He’s so thinly dressed in the summer, yet you asked him to kneel down on such a hard stool. He's probably going to have a bruise on his knees when he wakes up tomorrow. I’ve never seen that small stool at home. Where did you get it?”