You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 1891

Chapter 1891: Defying Me

When the other kids in the class heard this, they turned around, each showing a different expression as they looked at Westbrook. Most of them looked sympathetic, but there were a few who seemed to take pleasure in his misfortune.

The troublemaker boy, hearing Westbrook's admission, became even more brazen. He turned to call the other kids who had been bullied by Westbrook before, "What are you standing there for? Haven't you all been bullied by him? Come and hit him!"

The children who attended this school, aside from coming from well-off families, were mostly precocious and intellectually gifted. They were not your average kids. Under the instigation of the troublemaker, a group of children swarmed towards Westbrook, raising their little fists against him.

Westbrook did indeed have some rough fighting skills, but he didn't want to cause trouble at school now. In case the teachers told his family, he feared being scolded. His mom was gone, his dad wasn't really a dad, and now the one in charge was Vicki, who was particularly formidable. The thought of it made him shudder. He was afraid of being kicked out by the Saunders family. So, he never dared to be domineering and bully others at school again.

As he saw several kids' fists landing on him, he covered his head, dodging, but not fighting back.

Kiki, seeing the other kids ganging up on Westbrook, shouted, "Stop it, you're going too far. He doesn't have a mom anymore. How can you bully him again? Stop! All of you, stop it."

Kiki's attitude towards Westbrook changed. She began to feel sympathy for him. Their experiences were similar; from now on, they would both lack the love of a close relative.

She stepped forward to stop the other kids' harassment, even grabbing the troublemaker boy by his collar.

Seeing Kiki coming to help, Westbrook felt relieved, but at the same time worried that the other kids might accidentally hurt Kiki. He pushed the troublemaker boy away, reached out to encircle Kiki with his arms, and shielded her while shouting, "Don't hit her. If you want to hit someone, hit me."

More and more children joined in the commotion, enclosing Westbrook completely. Before, Westbrook had indeed bullied them, and now it was a good chance for them to seek revenge. The whole classroom turned into chaos.

Westbrook took several hits, but he didn't even frown. In the past, he would have definitely cried out in pain. Being brought up in comfort, when had he ever been treated like this? But now was different; he only wanted to protect Kiki. Regarding how many hits he took, it didn't matter to him at all.

Anderson sat at a distance, watching the scene.

Suddenly, he stood up, took out a slingshot from his bag, which was forbidden at school. He had brought it in secretly.

Pulling the slingshot taut, he aimed at the people surrounding Westbrook, one by one, precise and accurate.

"Ah! Ah!" The boys started to yell in succession.

Touching the back of their heads, they stopped their actions, hopping in pain.

Anderson used traceless pellets, upon impact, they dissolved into water, leaving no marks. Seeing the boys dispersing, he casually tucked the slingshot back into his pocket.

Several boys turned to look at Anderson, questioning, "Was that you, Anderson? You clearly dislike Westbrook too, why are you doing this? It's fine if you don't come and join in hitting him, but why use a slingshot on us?"

The troublemaker boy, hit twice by Anderson's slingshot, angrily said, "Exactly! Don't think I don't know. You were the one who used a slingshot on Westbrook before, and you were also the one who locked Westbrook in the toilet. I've heard about it, don't try to deny it."

Anderson shrugged, "So what if it was me?"