Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 1662

Chapter 1662

The little boy’s anger had finally subsided.

“Alright, buddy,” her uncle ruffled his son’s hair, his tone softening. “You head on out. Daddy’s got a couple more

words for this little brat.” “Dad, I’ve got something to say to her too,” Tommy piped up, defiance in his voice.

“Go ahead, son.”

Tommy walked up and crouched beside Skyler. Perhaps finding her smelly, he covered his nose with his hand and

said, “Push me again in the future? I’ll pee on you again.”

Skyler, her chin jutting out stubbornly, retorted, “You broke my pencil case first. And you tripped yourself.”.

“Dad, she’s not admitting she’s wrong,” Tommy complained, turning to his dad.e2.

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The man stepped forward and kicked Skyler hard in the back. “Listen here, brat, my boy could do more than break

your pencil case. He could bury you in a hole, and your parents wouldn’t dare squeak about it.”

The force of the kick curled Skyler into a ball, pain wracking her small frame. Yet, she remained defiant. “I’m not

wrong. It was him…”

At that moment, she still hoped. Hoped that if she could just explain, her parents would stand up for her and protect

her.

“Seems like you need to learn your lesson,” the man sneered, giving her another kick before scooping up his son

and leaving. “We’ll have your parents teach you some manners.”

After they left, Skyler’s parents arrived shortly. Grimacing through the pain, she tried to tell them everything that

had happened. But before she could finish, her mother cut her off. “If only you were a boy, how much easier things

would be.”

“Mama, he broke my stuff, and he fell on purpose.” Skyler pleaded for understanding.

Instead of support, her mother pinched her hard. “You little troublemaker, do you even know what you’re doing? At

your age, all you do is make messes for me. Let me tell you, from now on, stay away from that boy.”

From then on, Skyler knew that regardless of right or wrong, there was no one to defend her. Faced with anything,

she had to keep a low profile, using such foolish methods to protect herself. All to ensure that her young self could

continue to live on.

“Stupid!” Zavier rolled his eyes at her.

Skyler pursed her lips and did not say anything.

Zavier couldn’t stand her meekness. “Skyler, you’re wearing my ring, and you let people talk down to you? It’s my

reputation that you’re tarnishing.”

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“I’m sorry,” Skyler murmured weakly.

“Don’t give me ‘sorry’! I hate that word!” Zavier snapped.

“I mean… my apologies.” she corrected quickly.

“Are you playing word games with me now?” he accused.

“No, I just…” Skyler faltered, at a loss. Apologies were all she had,

Zavier’s frustration melted into a mix of pity and resolve. “Listen to me, Skyler. If anyone dares to mess with you,

you hit back hard. And if trouble comes, you’ve got me, your so-called fiancé, to handle it.”

For the first time in eighteen years, someone had told her to stand up for herself. Regardless of Zavier’s motives, or

whether he meant it, those words thawed a part of her long-frozen heart. She stared up at him, a sincere, sweet

smile spreading across her face. “Thank you.”

“Dummy, you smile like an idiot,” Zavier grumbled, but there was an unspoken softness as he turned to head into

the bathroom. The sound of running water soon filled the space. Skyler stood still, not daring to wander or touch

anything, just waiting for him.