Chapter 361
Bride Behind The Mask
âCoach⦠he doesnât know! I donât even know how to tell him.â
âDoes the coach like you more, or does he like that little kid more?â
Teresa found herself in a dilemma once again.
Manley was Hayesâ dadâs son, and although she was also his daughter, he was unaware of this fact.
So, surely, Hayesâ dad would favor Manley, right?
As Teresa pondered, her expression became even more somber, and she fell silent in her frustration.
Seeing her daughterâs desolation, Marguerite didnât probe further, but she took note of Teresaâs demeanor.
Soon after they arrived home, Marguerite suddenly took out her phone and opened the Facebook business page named âTaekwondoâ.
Normally, as a parent, she shouldnât meddle with the teacherâs teaching methods.
Royal Elite Kindergarten possesses the strongest faculty in Stonebridge City; no matter what, the teachersâ ways of educating children would surely be more professional than her own.
But since the moment her little one came home, she seemed listless, lying on the couch.
Even her favorite cartoons couldnât pique her interest.
Marguerite felt that her daughter must have been wronged at school. After much deliberation, she finally decided to message the Taekwondo âcoachâ on Facebook.
[Hello, coach. I am Teresaâs parent. It seems Teresa has had some conflict concerning the election of the team leader in Taekwondo class. Please pay close attention to this matter.]
[I believe the election for team leader should be fair and unbiased, not influenced by personal favoritism. This will be beneficial to both children.]
[Apologies if this message has caused any inconvenience.]
At that time, Frederick had just returned to the manor.
He was scrolling through Margueriteâs Facebook feed, originally searching for evidence of her affectionate relationship with Maurice Winston. However, he noticed that most of her posts were about Teresa. Despite his opinion that Marguerite was insincere and had once betrayed him, her posts showed that she was indeed a competent mother.
In comparison, Yuna, as a mother, wasnât even as competent as Marguerite.
14:58 Feeling restless, Frederick was about to put his phone away and check on Hayes, who had been sulking and hiding in his room ever since Teresa left the manor.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated three times. Subconsciously furrowing his brows, he exited Facebook to see several messages from Marguerite.
Team leader? Favoritism? What was she talking about?
Frederick didnât reply immediately. Instead, he took a screenshot of Margueriteâs messages and sent them to Teresa with three question marks.
Upon seeing this, Teresa immediately bolted up from the couch! She turned to look at her mom, who was sitting in the dining room, anxiously gazing at her screen as if waiting for a response.
Oh no, Mom really did ask Hayesâ dad!
In a panic, Teresa quickly replied to Hayesâ dad: [I was in a bad mood when I came home today, and Mom asked me why. I just made something up. Hayesâ dad, you mustnât blow my cover!]
[Lying isnât a good habit for children.] Frederick replied.
Teresa stiffened, feeling that Hayesâ dad had changed his tune too quickly.
Therefore, she had to remind him: [But Hayesâ dad, you were the one who first colluded with me to lie to Mom about going to your house. You even said it was a secret, and we pinky swore!]
[If I tell Mom the truth, I wonât be able to go to your house next time. If I canât go to your house, I canât be with Hayes!]