Sweet May-December Marriage

I Won't Let You Get Away With It

Chapter 96 I Won't Let You Get Away With It

Vivian replied, "Char has always been lovable."

Reagan remarked, "I think she's quite scheming. The incident with Daisy was probably planned by her. Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental?"

Vivian chuckled. "Who knows? However, I'm a little worried about Char's health. Her body is quite weak. She would collapse and faint after running less than five laps in physical education class... I still recall when she passed out during our first year and had to be hospitalized."

Reagan smirked. "Is she so delicate? Don't worry. Our school's physical education classes are a breeze. I guess she won't be able to make a scene."

Vivian simply smiled without saying anything more.

It didn't matter if Reagan understood her meaning or not as long as...

She cast a glance at the receding figure.

As long as someone understood, it was enough.

Their physical education teacher was a 6-foot-tall muscular man named Dawson. His well-defined muscles were clearly visible under his sports vest, and he had a handsome look. Some of the brave girls even gathered around him and joked with him.

Due to her short stature, Charlotte had to stand separately from Eloise. She felt embarrassed as she stood at the front of the line. The physical education teacher glanced at Charlotte and instructed, "Start counting."

Charlotte responded, "One." This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

After one round of counting, it seemed that everyone was present in the class.

Dawson nodded in satisfaction and said, "Mr. Mason called me for a meeting last semester and expressed concerns about the amount of exercise I provided to you. He felt it was inadequate to achieve fitness goals. Therefore, starting this semester, I'll closely monitor your exercise routines. For those who are absent or uncooperative, I'll have a conversation with your parents."

He then continued, "Okay, let's begin by running ten laps around the field."

The field in Srolanya High School was quite large, and running ten laps was really challenging. One of the girls interjected immediately, "Sir, we can't possibly run that much! Even three laps are exhausting!"

Dawson replied, "It's because you all keep slacking off and fooling around that your physical fitness is falling behind! Fine. Boys will run ten laps, and girls will run five laps. Don't come up with excuses like menstrual pain! Unless your leg is broken, you'd better finish the run! Otherwise, I'll call your parents!"

Children at this age were most afraid of involving their parents. After some grumbling and complaining, everyone didn't say anything else.

Charlotte was about to raise her hand but silently withdrew it.

She thought to herself, "If I don't run... What should I do if the teacher calls my parents? Well, I shall talk to him after running two laps."

The team swiftly started moving. The boys' stamina was different from the girls after all. They soon took a significant lead. As Cecilia was unwilling to be left behind, she quickly caught up, scaring several boys trailing behind her half to death.

Just after completing one lap, Charlotte began to feel discomfort in her abdomen. Her limbs began to grow weak, and she felt powerless. She pursed her lips and left the team to find the teacher. "...Mr. Maddox."

Dawson glanced at her and asked, "What's the matter?"

Charlotte pursed her pale lips and replied, "...I'm not feeling very well. Can I not run?"

Dawson furrowed his brow. "Hey, are you new here? I've already said it. Five laps, and not a single one less. Otherwise, I'll call your parents immediately!"

Charlotte felt helpless. She had no choice but to explain her medical history to Dawson. Dawson impatiently responded, "Every student comes up with some illness or another when they want to skip the run. Who do you think you're fooling? Go back and continue running! Otherwise, I'll call your guardian right away!"

Her guardian...

Nelson...

Charlotte bit her lip as she lowered her head. "...I got it."

In her heart, she thought, "I can't cause trouble for Mr. Clark... It's just five laps... Nothing will happen..."

Eloise glanced at Charlotte and asked anxiously, "Char, are you okay? You don't seem well."

Charlotte forced a smile and replied, "...I'm okay."

Eloise was really worried, so she reached out her hand. "Come on. I'll support you."

Charlotte made a soft sound of agreement and let Eloise hold her.

Eloise was startled by her icy-cold hand and exclaimed, "Char, Why are your hands so cold?"

Charlotte took a breath and explained, "My body is weak, and I can't engage in strenuous exercise..."

Eloise couldn't help but think Charlotte was a bit foolish. "Why don't you tell the teacher? What's the point of forcing yourself to run when you're already like this?"

Charlotte continued to move forward with difficulty as she spoke in a low voice. "Mr. Maddox said that if I don't run, he'll call my guardian... I don't want to cause trouble for him."

Eloise became extremely anxious. "How can he do this to you? Let's go and meet Mr. Maddox!

However, Dawson remained unyielding with his standard response. He even believed that Charlotte was feigning her condition. Eloise was about to explode in anger. "Mr. Maddox, has Char done something to offend you? You're clearly targeting her! She looks so pale, and you still think she's faking?"

Dawson said unhappily, "Eloise, how dare you talk to me like that? You students always come up with excuses when you don't want to run! Stop talking and continue running! There are still two more laps to go!"

Eloise was so angry that she was about to throw a punch, but Charlotte managed to hold her back and said, "...Forget it. Let's keep running."

Before Eloise could react, Charlotte pursed her dry lips and lowered her head, saying, "Come on."

Dizzy and weak, Charlotte felt as if her chest was being blocked by something soft, making her difficult to breathe. She could no longer draw in enough oxygen, but due to the intense exercise, she had to take large gasps of air. The amount of oxygen in her chest was decreasing, and even her heartbeat seemed to be on the verge of stopping.

Charlotte opened her eyes in a bewildered state as sweat dampened her long lashes. What she saw in front of her were concentric circles of sunlight, causing the whole world to appear fuzzy and indistinct.

Three and a half laps... Four laps... Four laps...

She couldn't hold on any longer.

Meanwhile, most of the students had finished their run. Reagan sat on the side, taking a rest and drinking water. She glanced at Charlotte and gloated, "As I told you, the wicked always find a way. You said she wasn't feeling well, but she looks perfectly fine to me. She has even completed four laps."

Vivian's face was filled with worry. "Please don't say that. Char really has health issues..."

The next instant, she let out a scream and wanted to run toward the field. However, someone faster than her had already rushed over and lifted the collapsed Charlotte from the ground. Eloise was scared out of her wits. Witnessing someone who was perfectly fine suddenly collapsing was incredibly terrifying. Her eyes turned red, and she said, "N-Nicholas, Char is..."

Nicholas's expression turned grim. "Why is she still running when she's in this condition?

Eloise wiped away her tears and replied, "Dawson said he would call our parents if we don't finish the run. Char didn't want to trouble her family... Boo hoo... Will Char be all right?"

Alerted by the commotion, Dawson stood up and glanced in their direction. He immediately sensed an extremely cold and piercing gaze. It was as if an eternal ice that could never be melted seemingly transformed into sharp arrows and pierced through his every organ.

Dawson was so terrified by the boy's gaze that he nearly stumbled to the ground.

Nicholas withdrew his gaze. He carried Charlotte and headed towards the infirmary, while Eloise wiped away her tears and pointed at Dawson as she said, "If anything happens to Char, I won't let you get away with it!"