My Wife Act Differently Behind Me novel Chapter 130

After she said those words, Nicole stood up and shot Vivian one last glare. Her eyes were frosty, sending Vivian shivers.

Instead of touching Vivian's desk again, she took a wet towel from Lulu and slowly wiped her hands clean before returning to her seat.

The workbook had been picked up and placed on the desk. It could be seen that the stain had been wiped away with a tissue. Although it looked a bit different from its original state, it was obviously much better than just now.

When Nicole looked at Bradley in front of her, the expression on her face softened. "Thank you."

Bradley rubbed his head. "It's nothing."

Nicole looked at him, but her eyes were obviously softened a little. She looked at the vague handwriting on the exercise, frowned slightly, and then picked up the pen and added a few strokes on it.

Many people around her sneered in a low voice," Nicole is really ignorant. I just took a look. It's a workbook of all the original questions designed by Declan Hancock, which is not available in the market. Not sure how she got it. But she does not cherish it. It's really a waste on her." "True. I just saw her scribbling on those parts there

were stained with a pen. Does she really think that she can restore Mr. Hancock's math problems? What a joke!"

Nicole ignored those voices. She looked at the math problems in front of her. The dirtied area was a bit large, and the water stain had almost penetrated the entire workbook. It would take a lot of time to fix everything, but she was out of time.

Thinking of this, Nicole stepped out of the classroom.

Seeing that class was about to start, Vivian was getting up and trying to clear the stains from her uniform. When she looked Nicole's back, there was strong hatred in her eyes. "Nicole, where are you going? Class is about to start. Are you going to play truant?"

Nicole walked out without looking back.

Vivian was embarrassed. After giving a second thought, she asked for a leave of absence to go home and change her uniform.

Nicole came to the door of Ms. Emerson's office and knocked politely, but there was response from inside.

'It's almost time for class. Where did Ms. Emerson go?’

Nicole walked slowly. When she reached a corner of the tea room, she heard a familiar middle-aged woman's voice. "Ms. Emerson, your Class B has never excelled better than Class A. And now you have that disobedient Nicole as your student. You, as the homeroom teacher, should pay some attention"

After the woman finished speaking, Nicole heard Ms. Emerson's reply in low voice. " Ms. Thompson, I'll pay attention."

There was another male voice that spoke with sarcastic tone. "It's not enough to just pay attention. You have to show results. Otherwise, how a school can run smoothy with staff who just know how to talk?"

Seeing that Mr. Kennedy echoed her, Ms. Thompson nodded with satisfaction. "That’s right. Ms. Emerson, when we talked about students, we looked at their grades. There are many students who performed poorly in your class. Let's see how the average score of this monthly exam is. The selection of excellent teachers is based on the results of this monthly exam. Among the two classes taught by you and Mr.