Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 312

The pair of little ones managed to escape through the window, with the help of one another.

Just as Teresa was about to rush back to the classroom, Hayes stopped in his tracks and pointed towards the playground.

Teresa paused and asked, “You want to go to the playground?”

Hayes nodded his head, causing a look of concern to cross Teresa’s face, “But lunch break is about to end. If the teacher doesn't see us, we’ll get in trouble.”

Hayes blinked his eyes, his lips, hidden beneath his collar, moved laboriously to form the words, “What, trouble?”

Teresa looked serious, “We’ll have to perform a dance!”

Hayes actually laughed, his round and earnest eyes stubborn, “I want, you, dance.”

It was a simple sentence, but it took all of Hayes' energy.

Of course, Teresa didn't know just how difficult it was for Hayes to speak, but his words made her blush.

With her crimson cheeks, she turned her head away in embarrassment, muttering under her breath, “Why do you speak in such a staccato manner? Never mind, I’ll accompany you to the playground!”

Teresa took Hayes to a corner of the playground where the two of them sat on the cool rubber track, their legs stretched out straight.

Hayes couldn't wait to take out his iPad from his backpack, his fingers dancing across the screen.

He quickly typed in his dad's phone number, temporarily jamming his phone signal.

Teresa was bewildered, her innocent eyes filled with question marks, “What’s this? The number you just typed, was that a phone number?”

Hayes nodded, then brought up the digital keyboard on the iPad and pushed it towards Teresa.

Teresa blinked, “You want me to input my phone number?”

Hayes shook his head.

Teresa asked again, “My mom’s?”

Hayes nodded.

Teresa, filled with suspicion, typed in her mom’s phone number. Hayes busied himself with the iPad for a moment, and soon a line of text appeared on the screen —

["All signals from this phone have been temporarily blocked. Will be lifted in three hours."]

Teresa’s eyes widened in surprise. Could this be the famed hacking technique?

Who would have thought that Hayes, unassuming as he was, had such skills!

She immediately admired Hayes to the point of prostration and hugged him joyfully, praising him unabashedly, “You’re so clever, little mute! Can you help me block my mom’s phone signal when we have parent meetings?”

Hayes nodded his head in Teresa’s embrace. Teresa then cupped Hayes' face and said in a childish voice, “Little mute, you should try to speak more, okay? You look so pitiful when you don't speak, it breaks my heart.”

Hayes pouted, his eyes moistened and a tear trickled down his cheek.