Zachary ignored her and didn't even give them a glance, but looked behind him at his wife and children and slowed down his voice.
"Sorry, babe. I'm late."
"Are you okay?"
Yvonne shook her head.
In fact, even if he hadn't come just now, she wouldn't have let herself be beaten.
But here he was.
She still felt warmed at once.
Zachary dotingly stroked her head and held the two kids, looking at the crowd.
"Since they're in the same class, they're all classmates, and we never care about what you parents do, whether you're rich or poor. We just wish our children happy in school."
"We teach them not to bully any of their classmates and to stand up and stop those unpleasant things. But..."
"We are also determined not to let them be bullied by any others!"
Zachary's words were powerful.
There was no fight or quarrel, just a deeply cold calmness.
But it was this calmness that has a power that penetrated the heart!
