My Destined Lover

Old Mr. Taylor was stunned for a moment, then joyfully picked up the water and drank it straight away.

“Well, well. I’m not angry, not angry.” He smiled and looked at Laura, very fond of this good granddaughter.

“By the way.” Suddenly, Old Mr. Taylor became a little more serious and admonished Mr. Taylor, “Since I am here, from now on, none of you can bully Laura again!” and specifically added a sentence, “Especially your wife.”

After hearing these words, Mr. Taylor and Mrs. Taylor’s faces turned pale. But they couldn’t say anything more and got up, “Dad, I know. We are full and leave first.”

“Well.”

Old Mr. Taylor and Laura were left in the waiting room, and after a moment of hesitation, Old Mr. Taylor sat down next to Laura.

“Laura, it’s our fault for neglecting you for so long in the past. This…” He fumbled in his pocket for a while and pulled out a bank card, “This is for you.”

Despite Laura’s refusal, he forced the bank card into her hand. Old Mr. Taylor looked sincere, “It’s just a little money, just take it. If someone at home bullies you in the future, remember to call me. I won’t let him go!”

Laura clasped the edge of the bank card and unconsciously fumbled it.

Old Mr. Taylor had been very kind to her since they first met. After hearing these words, it was hard for her not to be touched.

The corner of Laura’s lips lifted and she held the bank card. “Uh-huh, I know,” and for the first time she called out sincerely and honestly, “Grandpa.”

“Well!”

Laura’s willingness to accept the bank card made old Mr. Taylor smile, and he couldn’t help but touch her head, “My good granddaughter!”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

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Day Two.

On her way to Class 8, Laura received a lot of students’ attention and comments.

“Is that her?”

“Yeah, that’s her. The girl who was planted by Nora.”

“Hasn’t she been here for a long time, why is she being bullied? So sad.”

It turned out that, in just one day, what Nora had done had spread throughout the school. It seemed that Nora’s school life was not going to be easy.

Laura walked into Class 8 as if nothing had happened, blocking out all the curious eyes. Anyway, she didn’t do anything. Nora had only herself to blame.

On the other hand, the office.

Old Mr. Taylor sat on the sofa, holding a hot tea and taking a sip.

“Headmaster, I’m here for nothing else, but can you switch my granddaughter to Class 2?”

“Mr. Taylor, isn’t your granddaughter already in Class 2?” The headmaster was slightly surprised and smiled as he sat down, “Lily has been doing very well lately, Mr. Taylor has really taught her well.”

Old Mr. Taylor frowned and waved his hand, “No. My granddaughter’s name is Laura.”

The headmaster froze, Laura?