Caroline Edwin glanced at the chubby little boy whose face was smeared with tears and snot.
She idly tapped her fingers on the desk and said, "Oh? Calling me names? Can you repeat exactly what you said?"
Erwin was always well-behaved, and if the little boy hadn't said something extremely unpleasant, Erwin wouldn't have lost his temper and hit them.
The chubby little boy didn't dare to look directly into Caroline's eyes, and even stammered as he spoke, "I... I... Waaah..."
He cried for a long time without his father comforting him, sobbing and wiping his nose with his hand.
Feeling guilty, he lowered his head with his hands clasped together, "I... I shouldn't have called you a 'vixen.' I'm sorry, waaaah... I didn't mean it..."
When his father was at home, he often watched videos, and just yesterday, he came across Erwin's mother.
His mother saw the father's phone and, out of anger, muttered under her breath about a 'vixen.'
