NovelEnglishElliot took a pen from Layla's pen holder and scribbled his signature on the piece of white paper.
After signing it, he returned the paper to Layla. "Layla, what happened? Your teacher didn't tellabout it." "I told my teacher not to tell you all about it. " Layla took the signed paper and sat down by her desk. She said glumly, "She toldto write a self-review." Elliot was stunned. He immediately pulled a stool over and sat down next to Layla. He asked in a low voice, "Why do you have to write a self-review? What did you do?" He did not believe that his daughter would make any huge mistakes. However, if she did not make a huge mistake, her teacher would not have asked her to write a selfreview.
"There's an annoying boy in our class. He keeps followingaround. Today, he wanted to followinto the toilet. | was so angry, so | beat him up," Layla's voice faltered, "His parents cto school. They were angry, and they wantedto apologize to him, but | did not want to, so my teacher toldto write a self-review." Elliot immediately took Layla’s hand and looked at it closely. "Baby, are you hurt?" Layla awkwardly flushed. She retracted her hand. "I hit him with a stick." Elliot was speechless. No wonder the boy's parents wanted Layla to apologize. It looked like Layla had hurt the boy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Then, you should listen to your teacher and write a self-review!" Elliot said. "If you don't want Mommy to know, | won't tell her.
"Don't tell her. It's such an embarrassing thing. | don't want to know." Layla had a nervous expression.
"Hmm. | will help you keep your secret." Layla's gaze fell on the piece of white paper. She bit her pen and said frustratedly, "Daddy, | don't know how to write a self-review.
Why don't you helpwrite it!" Elliot was speechless. He too had never written a self-review before. He had been protected at a young age by the bodyguards hired by the Fosters. He had always gotten good grades, and he had never had to write a self-review.
However, since Layla had asked him to do so, he forced himself to agree to it.
"I'll write a draft for you, ;g->PMY< you can copy it for your review," said Elliot.
Layla widened her eyes. "Just imitate my handwriting! | don't want to write a selfreview. | don't want to copy it either," Layla said while handing the pen and paper to Elliot.
"The self-review is for the teacher to see. Even if my teacher knows that you wrote it, it will still be fine!" Elliot had nothing to say.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHalf an hour later, Elliot had finished helping Layla write her self-review. He held Layla’s hands and headed downstairs.
Avery saw Elliot and Layla holding hands and Layla was smiling widely, so she asked, "Layla, what did Daddy say to you to make you so happy?" "Today's homework is a little tough, so Daddy taughthow to do it," said Layla. She had smoothly cup with a believable excuse.
Avery did not doubt her. "Hayden will be back a little later today. Let's eat first. We don't have to wait for him." The next day, the artificial womb that Avery ordered from abroad arrived in Aryadelle. It was sent to Elizabeth Hospital.
When Elliot saw the equipment required for the artificial womb, he was stunned. There were many sophisticated pieces of medical equipment connected to a large transparent bag.
"When is the surgery?" He asked in a daze.
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