Chapter 564

“Are you an idiot?”
“You’re the idiot!”
Julian was getting exasperated. “In any case, you didn’t get them all right, so I can’t give it to you.”
“Liar! I don’t want to play with you anymore!”
“Julian is right. You didn’t get the problem right, so you can’t have the game
console,” Kristin said softly.
Hubert wailed. “You’re taking his side!”
Kristin quickly covered her mouth and fell silent.
Penelope knew her son’s tricks. He was throwing a tantrum, hoping Julian would
cave and give him the toy.
She walked over and pinched Hubert’s ear.
“Stop being a sore loser!”
“Mom, you’re siding with him too!”
“I’m siding with what’s right. Are you in the right?”
“I… I
Hubert snuck a glance at Penelope’s face and saw she was about to lose her temper. His own face puffed up.
“Fine, I don’t want it anymore!”
Only then did Penelope let him go. “Apologize to Julian.”
“No!”
“Are you asking for a spanking?”
Hubert was afraid of getting hit. Though he was still fuming, he mumbled an apology to Julian. But after apologizing, he felt even more wronged.
“I did so many problems, my brain is tired, and I got nothing for it! My life is so hard!”
Julian’s lip twitched. “I’m just surprised that at six years old, you can’t do simple addition.”
“You’re so smart, you’re so great, what’s there to be smug about!”
“Hubert Laurier!” Penelope snapped.
Hubert burst into tears. “I never want to play with you again!”
With that, he ran toward his room.
But at the doorway, he remembered something.
“Mom, I’m starving! Make me dinner right now! And don’t make any for him. Make him leave our house!” After his declaration, he stormed into his room and slammed the door.
Julian scoffed. “He really isn’t very bright. He actually said this is his house. This is clearly my uncle’s house. And he wants to kick me out?”
Penelope remained silent, thinking to herself that neither of them really understood the situation.
“I’ll go make dinner. After we eat, I’ll take you home.”
Julian’s eyes darted around. “Okay.”
Penelope went to the kitchen. But as she was cooking, Theodore’s words replayed in her mind, making her feel increasingly upset and wronged. By the time she smelled something burning, the porridge she was making was already smoking.
Julian, drawn by the smell, came over and grimaced at the pot of black goo.
“So, you don’t know how to cook?”
“Of course I do, it’s just
Before she could finish, Hubert also came out of his room and saw the ruined dinner. He let out a loud wail, clutching his stomach dramatically.
“I’m starving to death! I want to eat!”
The boy was clearly just venting his frustration. Penelope put down the pot, ready to discipline him. But he was quick. Seeing her expression, he bolted.
Just then, the door opened and Theodore walked in. Hubert immediately scrambled behind him.
“My mom is trying to starve me!”
Theodore picked Hubert up, and the little boy wrapped his arms tightly around his neck, sobbing out his grievances My mom wants to bit me, and Julian was bullying me! I’m so miserable! Why am I so miserable!”
Penelope had to admit, she hadn’t, done the best job raising her child. As a result, Hubert was doing poorly in school was prone to tantrums, and was incredibly mischievous.
But maybe it was genetic?
If it was genetic, then it was Theodore’s fault. In any case, it wasn’t hers.
Theodore, his heart aching for his son, shot a dark look at Penelope before heading
into the kitchen to cook.