Reborn with My Genius Husband-Chapter 28: How to Handle a Daughter’s Puppy Love?

Chapter 28: Chapter 28: How to Handle a Daughter’s Puppy Love?

During evening self-study, Clara Zane used the time to go over the English test papers, sharing Holly Winslow’s essay on the projector.

She praised, "Aside from a few minor spelling mistakes, Holly’s essay is very well-written. You can all copy it down as a model. I’ve already marked the corrections in red."

Staring at the neatly written English essay on the projector, the tip of the ballpoint pen in Sunny Chaucer’s hand bent under the pressure. She bit her lower lip. It used to be *her* English essays that were shared as the class model.

She refused to believe Holly Winslow hadn’t cheated. ’There’s no way she could write an essay this good.’

Suddenly, a boy’s voice rang out in the classroom. "Teacher, I can’t see it clearly."

The whole class turned to look. It was Xavier Jennings.

Due to his height, Xavier Jennings was still in the last row, but this time, he was in the same row as Holly Winslow. The whole class understood his little scheme.

Then, as if on cue, they all looked at Holly Winslow and broke into teasing laughter.

Holly Winslow: "..."

Her gaze accidentally met Anna Willow’s suggestive wiggling eyebrows. She didn’t even have to look at Iris Kensington to know she’d be wearing the exact same expression.

Looking at her lively students, Clara Zane just smiled, pretending not to know what the fuss was about. She pushed up her glasses. "Come up and get the paper. Once you’re done copying it, bring it to me to check." She then adjusted the multimedia controls, freezing the image of the essay on the screen.

Xavier Jennings went up to get the paper, flashing a wide, toothy grin. "Thanks, teacher."

Back in his seat, he glanced at Holly Winslow’s name on the paper, then at the girl with the ponytail in front of him. His heart skipped a beat.

He then rummaged through his drawer and pulled out an uncapped pen. He scribbled with it a couple of times, but no ink came out. He shook it a few times, blew a warm breath onto the tip, and scribbled again. This time, it worked.

He began to meticulously copy the essay, an unstoppable smile spreading across his face.

When class ended, Clara Zane looked over his copied work. "You did a good job copying this. Now, take some time to understand its meaning. If you have any questions, you can ask Holly Winslow."

"Okay." Xavier Jennings scratched the back of his head.

...

A heavy rain began to fall that night, lasting through the next day.

Due to the rain, there was no need to go outside for morning exercises during second period. The students just took their umbrellas to the restroom and then returned to the classroom to work on their homework.

Second period on Fridays was always this quiet. The teachers for the first two periods had both assigned homework, so everyone rushed to get a head start on it to have less to do at home.

A cool breeze drifted in through the front and back doors. Holly Winslow shivered, pulled her yellow coat tighter around herself, and went back to her homework.

"Holly Winslow, could you... explain the essay to me?" a hesitant, stuttering voice asked.

It was Xavier Jennings.

Holly Winslow looked at his flushed face, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded. As it happened, Sean Hayes wasn’t at his desk, so Xavier Jennings sat down in his seat.

Looking at Holly Winslow’s fair complexion, his heart pounded even faster. The next second, their eyes met, and Xavier Jennings hastily looked away.

Quite a few classmates glanced over at the two of them and started whispering.

"Are Holly Winslow and Xavier Jennings dating? They’ve been getting really close lately."

"Probably. They seem like a good match. They’re both good-looking."

"I think Holly Winslow’s cousin is super handsome. I didn’t know who he was at first and thought he was her boyfriend."

"I wanna ask Holly for her cousin’s QQ."

"+1."

The topic of conversation shifted from Holly Winslow and Xavier Jennings to Mortimer Quincy.

...

At noon, while packing her things back in the dorm, Holly Winslow listened to Anna Willow and Iris Kensington gossip for a bit before pulling out her phone to send a message to Scholar Quincy.

Scholar Quincy, some girls in my class are asking for your QQ number. Give it to them or no?

Ever since she found out Mortimer Quincy could score 700 on his exams, she had given him the nickname "Scholar Quincy."

Scholar Quincy was probably busy, as he hadn’t replied after several minutes. She stuffed her phone back into her coat pocket, but then a thought struck her. She pulled it out again and dialed a number.

Wyatt Winslow, who was in the middle of a meeting, glanced at his vibrating phone. He had been fuming, but his expression instantly softened. He held up a hand, gesturing for the department heads to be quiet.

"Hello."

Holly Winslow’s voice came through the phone. "Dad, are you free today? Could you come pick me up? We get out of class at two-fifty."

"I am. I happen to be running errands near Jarton Second High anyway." As he spoke, Wyatt Winslow raised his wrist to glance at his watch. It was 1:07.

After hanging up, Wyatt Winslow’s expression hardened again as he turned back to the department heads. "A huge shipment failed quality inspection, costing us tens of thousands. You’d better have a damn good explanation for this! Furthermore, I want you all working overtime to get this order remade, meeting both quality and quantity standards! This meeting is over. Dismissed."

Once everyone had left, Wyatt Winslow grabbed his car keys and drove from the factory toward Jarton Second High. The trip would likely take around forty minutes.

...

When his own classes let out, Mortimer Quincy finally saw Holly Winslow’s message. He didn’t reply, instead hailing a taxi and heading toward Jarton Second High.

He arrived at Jarton Second High at 2:26. With over twenty minutes to spare, he went to a nearby boba shop, bought a milk tea, and stood waiting by the school gate.

He glanced at the white car parked nearby and sent Holly Winslow a message.

I’m by the school gate, next to a white car.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a car window rolling down. He instinctively glanced over and found himself looking at Wyatt Winslow’s perpetually stern face.

"..." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Uncle Winslow."

"Mm."

Wyatt Winslow’s gaze swept from the phone in his hand to the milk tea he was holding, and finally settled on his face.

After a dozen or so seconds, he finally looked away. He instinctively reached for the pack of cigarettes in his car but stopped himself, remembering something.

He opened the Baidu app on his phone and typed a query: *How should a parent handle their sophomore daughter dating?*

Answer 1: A good beating will solve it.

Answer 2: The rod is the best teacher.

He pursed his lips and clicked the third result. *High school is a time of budding emotions. It’s important to provide proper guidance. As a parent, you must avoid any extreme reactions, as this can easily provoke a rebellious streak in your child.*

He couldn’t see the rest of the text.

A line of red text appeared: *Six points required to read the full article.*

Wyatt Winslow unhesitatingly paid the six yuan and continued reading. *The following methods are recommended: 1. Communicate with your child. Important: Do not reveal your opposition to their dating...*

Mortimer Quincy’s eyesight was too good; he clearly glimpsed the contents of Wyatt Winslow’s phone screen. His brow twitched. "..."

...

With ten minutes left in class, Holly Winslow snuck a peek at her phone and saw the message from Mortimer Quincy. He was here. White car.

Her thoughts flew to Wyatt Winslow. Feeling a pang of guilt, she glanced at Julian Carlton, who was giving a lecture on safety, and quickly typed out a message.

Dad’s coming to pick me up. You need to leave now, don’t let him see you.

She had forgotten to tell Mortimer Quincy that her dad was coming to pick her up.

Her eyes widened. ’A white car!!!??’

An absurd thought struck her. ’It couldn’t be my dad’s, could it?’

She sent another message. Go look at the back and see if it has six rings.

A reply came back almost instantly.

Too late. And Dad is on his phone searching ’how to handle it when your daughter starts dating’.

He quickly sent another message. He paid six yuan to read the full article.

"..."

Holly Winslow suddenly wished school would never end.

She always used to think these last ten minutes dragged on, but this time, they flew by.

...

After school, when Iris Kensington heard that Wyatt Winslow was picking Holly up, she adamantly refused Holly’s offer to give her a ride.

Not seeing Mortimer Quincy next to the white car, Holly Winslow breathed a sigh of relief. She walked over, knocked on the window, and said cheerfully, "Dad."

Wyatt Winslow glanced at her and turned off his phone screen. "Get in."

Holly Winslow got into the passenger seat and boasted, "Dad, I scored over four-eighty this time! What are you going to get me as a reward?"