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Maisie forced a stiff smile as she shook her head.
"Ms. Squire, you've been working hard recently. How about we give you some time off?" Ruth kindly suggested.
"Take a few days to rest, and if that difficult parent returns, I'll handle it."
"Ms. Corbin—"
"It's okay!" Ruth smiled. "You've earned a break. Here's the plan—you can delegate your classroom duties to other
teachers, and you take some time to relax and recharge. Then, we'll handle this challenging parent together."
Maisie gratefully nodded and quickly passed on her responsibilities.
However, she couldn't relax properly at home. The name "Sophia" on the application form felt like it was taunting
her. She could see the woman with her arms crossed whenever she closed her eyes.
She hesitated for a while but eventually dialed Graham's number.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThey arranged to meet that evening.
When the appointed time came, Maisie heard movement across the hall and quickly got up to open the door, just in
time to see Graham return.
"M-Maisie," Graham said awkwardly. "I was just coming back to change clothes, and then I'd come to you..."
Maisie stared at him for a while.
His appearance still exuded an air of nobility that would capture young women's hearts. However, the fatigue in his
eyes was impossible to hide.
He seemed to be avoiding eye contact with Maisie.
"Graham, we haven't been in touch for several days," she said, observing him quietly. "Don't you have anything you
want to talk to me about?"
"Uh..." Graham stuttered and scratched his head, but in the end, he remained silent.
Maisie took a deep breath. "I won't beat around the bush. I want to ask you something."
"Sure, go ahead."
"Who's... Sophia?"
Graham appeared flustered, but he quickly regained his composure. He clenched and unclenched his fists or put his
hands in his pockets and then took them out a few times as if he didn't know where to put them.
Maisie noticed these small gestures, and her heart sank bit by bit.
"Maisie," Graham said after a moment of silence, smiling at her. "Where did you hear this name?"
Maisie spoke frankly. "I saw it on your phone. Someone called you, and since your phone was left at my place that
day, I saw the name."
"Oh..." Graham answered nonchalantly. "She's a colleague of mine. She works in Armania, and I still have a lot of
work there. So she probably called about work."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Is that so?" Maisie gazed at him, disappointment evident in her eyes.
Perhaps Graham didn't realize that he currently resembled a clown. His explanations were trying too hard to cover
something up, and they were a joke in Maisie's eyes.
Maisie continued, making one last effort. "Graham, am I still your fiancee?"
"What are you talking about? My parents quite like you and acknowledge you as the Bayers' future daughter-in-
law."
"I'm asking you." Maisie kept a steady gaze on him. "Am I your fiancee to you? Do you willingly want to marry me?"
Graham seemed somewhat guilty and hesitated. "Maisie... what's going on with you today?"
Maisie smiled and asked, "In your opinion, what's the most important thing between a husband and wife?"
Graham couldn't answer.
"It's trust," Maisie said, looking into his eyes. "Graham, if there's no trust between two people, then the marriage is
meaningless. Don't you think so?"
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