HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 211: Yohan's First Day At School

The two cars had been scrapped for six years and were rusted and badly corroded. Besides, the two cars were out of shape since several other scrapped cars piled on them. Looking at the cars, Cristofer clearly found it difficult to do a precise technical inspection and report. After a while, he asked Frank, “Is there any progress?” “Mr. Hans, the two cars are severely damaged. I’m not sure whether we can find out the cause of the accident. It will be about a week before the report result comes out.” “I see. If you can find out the cause of the accident, I’ll pay you extra payments.” “Thank you, Mr. Hans. I will try my best.” **** The next few days were quite peaceful. On Thursday, Estelle got the news that Yohan was admitted to the preschool near the community. Yohan was overjoyed about going to preschool. When he was in Ameris, he spent most of his time in the hospital. When he watched TV and saw the children of his age go to school, he was envious of them. On Friday morning, Yohan got up early and dressed neatly, extremely excited. He carried the small school bag Mr. Mysterious bought in which there were all kinds of stationery. When Estelle changed her clothes and came out of the room, Yohan, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, was sitting on the sofa and talking to the puppy in his arms. When he saw Estelle, his eyes lit up with joy. “Mom, I miss you so much!” Estelle asked with a smile, “Are you ready?” “Yes! Mom, I’ve told Marshmallow to protect you when I’m not at home,” Yohan said happily. Looking at the puppy that was named Marshmallow yawning and smiling in Yohan's arms, Estelle couldn’t help chuckling. Then she picked up Marshmallow from Yohan's arms and put it in the dog house. After that, Estelle said to Yohan gently, “Let’s go.” “Mom, won’t Dad drive me to school today?” Hearing that, Estelle was somewhat said, saying, “He has been very busy recently.”

Yohan nodded. “All right.” “Yohan, your Dad loves you very much. But he is busy with his work, so he can’t drive you to school Today,” Estelle explained. “I see. I’m just a little envious of the other children I saw on TV. On their first day to school, their Moms and Dads would send them to the school together,” Yohan replied to her. “When your Dad comes back tonight, I’ll tell him to spare some time every morning so that we can send you to the school together,” Estelle said and held him tightly. Hearing this, Yohan held Estelle’s hand and said with a smile, “It’s okay, Mom. Dad is a busy superhero. There are still many people that he needs to save. As long as you send me to the school, I’ll be very happy!” “Okay. Let’s go,” Estelle said with a smile and caressed his head gently. Yohan's school was only five minutes walk from Rose Garden. When Estelle and Yohan arrived there, the teacher warmly welcomed them. “Miss. Hudson, we will take good care of Yohan. You can rest assured. “ The teacher was gentle and kind. Estelle guessed that Mr. Mysterious specially chose the teacher for Yohan. She nodded and said, “Thank you. Yohan was ill before and had been treated in Ameris, so he has never studied in a preschool. I’m afraid that he will...” “Don’t worry, Miss Hudson,” the teacher smiled and said, “Yohan's father has come here many times. And the headmaster and I have talked about Yohan's condition with him. I know Yohan's condition well.” “Okay, thank you,” Estelle said, still feeling a little worried. Then she squatted and said to Yohan, “Yohan, I’ll pick you up after school, okay?” “Okay. Mom, are you also busy today?” Yohan nodded and said, looking around curiously. “Yes, but I’ll come back soon. I will wait for you at the school gate before school is over.” “Okay, Mom.” Looking at Yohan, Estelle had mixed feelings. Since Yohan came back from abroad, he had stayed with her almost every day. But now Yohan hadBelongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

to go to school, which meant that she couldn’t see him for most of the day. She was unprepared for such a sudden change in her life. In addition, although Mr. Mysterious had arranged everything well, she still couldn’t help but worry about Yohan. After saying goodbye to Yohan, Estelle walked out of the school, turning to look at him from time to time. Then she hailed a taxi. “Sir, please drive me to the Court,” Estelle said after getting into the taxi. The driver was talkative and said, “Today is a good day. Miss, are you going to register for your marriage?” Hearing this, Estelle shook her head, saying, “No, I’m going to get divorced.” Estelle then opened her handbag to confirm if she had brought all the papers with her. At this time, her phone beeped. ‘Have you set out?’ It was a message from Mr. Mysterious. In the past few days, she had been busy preparing for the admission procedures for Yohan, and she had no time to buy a new phone. Mr. Mysterious bought the phone she was using now. ‘I’m on my way to the Court.’ She replied to him. ‘How soon will you arrive there?’ ‘In about ten minutes.’ ‘Be careful.’ ‘It’s okay. Cristofer won’t do anything to me.’ Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped at the gate of the Court. Cristofer, who had just arrived there, stood beside his white Porsche car. In Estelle’s impression, he seemed to like Porsche very much and had bought many Porsche cars. Cristofer was always a good driver. But just now, when he parked the car, he scraped his car behind the car behind. And at this moment, there was a black and ugly scratch on the white bumper. When Estelle got out of the taxi, Cristofer turned around as if he could sense her coming. Looking at Estelle, he forced a smile and said, “You’re here.”

Estelle nodded, “Let’s go. It’s still early, and there may not be many people queuing up now. Let’s complete the procedures as soon as possible.” “Okay,” Cristofer said with a nod. “Your ID card was robbed before. Have you reapplied for a new one?” “Yes. And I’ve got the new ID card.” “That’s good.” The two of them walked into the hall of the Court and surprisingly found that there were a lot of people queuing up. Seeing them, an officer who stood at the door in a suit said politely, “Sir, Madam, please take a number and wait in line. There are a lot of people coming to register for their marriages. You may have to wait for a while.” Estelle frowned slightly and asked, “I’m here to get divorced. Do I need to queue up?”