Chapter 77

Because Stella had also stayed in the classroom the entire time, she was certain that Jonathan had been quietly eating and studying at his desk. Instead of answering her, Frederick turned around, his eyes filled with tears as he pitifully confronted Jonathan, who was engrossed in solving practice problems. "Jonathan, do you really hate me that much? Humiliating me at lunch wasn't enough, was it? You had to send people to ambush and beat me up in the afternoon!" Hearing his accusations, Stella frowned slightly. Frederick's outburst immediately shifted their classmates' attention to Jonathan, who looked up from his workbook. His dark eyes met Frederick's battered face, and he couldn't help but chuckle. "Oh? You don't even know who attacked you, and yet here you are throwing accusations at me again." Jonathan's tone was calm, tinged with amusement. Frederick's face twisted further as tears rolled down his cheeks, glistening like pearls. The murmurs among their classmates grew loude