Chapter 86

Jonathan rested his elbow on the desk and groggily opened his eyes. Meanwhile, Michelle hurriedly tucked her phone away, pretending she hadn't been taking pictures. He lazily glanced toward the classroom door and saw Isabella. Seeing that he wasn't moving, she marched up to him angrily. "Jonathan, why did you hit Frederick again?" Jonathan's gaze turned cold. "Here we go again," he thought to himself. Whether it was his parents or three sisters, they kept asking the same questions. He wondered if they ever got tired of it. "Isabella, my injuries have healed a lot already. Don't blame Jonathan." Frederick walked over with a tearful face. He tugged on her sleeve and shook his head as he pleaded, "Please, let this matter go. I know no matter what I do, Jonathan will always despise me. It's fine. If hitting me makes him feel better, then it's worthwhile." His humility was on full display as tears streamed down his face. He turned to Jonathan and started apologizing. "I'm sorry! You'