Letting Go, Teacher's Regret

"Stop fighting! Someone's going to die! Stop it now!"

"Madman! He's a madman!"

The scene was in chaos, and Professor Hawthorne scolded me harshly.

"Lucas! I was kind enough to see you off, but you're here hitting and hurting people. I'm so disappointed in you!"

I grabbed his wrist and sneered, "You mean anything?"

"My parents treated you so well back then, yet you bribed the driver to cause a car accident and kill them. Do you think you have good intentions?"

I tightened my grip, staring into his eyes as I spoke word for word, "What you call a farewell is nothing more than sending me to that hellish place to die. How can you even call that a good intention?"

Professor Hawthorne cried out in pain as I pinched him, "You did this willingly!"

Suddenly, his eyes rolled.

He actually rolled down the stairs and fell heavily to the ground.

He curled up in pain and wailed, "Lucas, why did you push me!"

I never touched him at all.

“Victor!”

Clara quickly rushed over and hugged him in her arms, staring at me with cold eyes.

"Lucas, why did you push him? This could cause death!"

"Do you really think I did it?" I said in a deep voice.

Her eyes were icy as she sternly asked, "If it wasn't you, then who was it? Did he fall down the stairs himself?"

"Madman! I really shouldn't have kept a nuisance like you around!"

The last sentence was so painful that it took my breath away.

I was so angry that I rushed forward and beat up the man who was still pretending on the ground.

Professor Hawthorne had long forgotten that he was "dying" from the fall, and quickly hid behind Clara screaming.

I want to see if Clara will still defend him even though he’s acting so obviously.

As a result, Clara suddenly pushed me away, her eyes full of disappointment and angrily shouted: "You said it wasn't you who did it! Look at what you've done now! You are an inhuman thing!"

Same as in the previous life.

Whenever Victor was involved, we would argue endlessly.

"Clara, forget it, don't scold him for me anymore..."

Victor continued to be "pitiful".

Su Clara was silent for a while, then looked at me and said, "Go away, you are not welcome here."

I sneered and turned around.

Soon, I packed my things.

When I left, Clara stood at the door, staring at me with a complicated expression, and said, "If there's anything I can help you with..."

"unnecessary."

I interrupted her and turned away.

The woman stood there in a daze, trembling slightly.

An almost inaudible "sorry" came from my ear.

Two days before going to the secret base, I planned to visit my parents' graves.

When I rushed to my parents' grave, the scene before me made my blood freeze instantly.

Victor was leading a few people to dig up his parents' graves.

Their urns were held in Victor's hands.

"Let go!" I roared angrily.

Professor Hawthorne turned around and saw me, and his hands shook with panic.

He "accidentally" dropped his father's urn on the ground.

The box shattered and the ashes were scattered all over the floor.

"ah!"

My eyes were bloodshot and I rushed forward desperately.

Victor slapped himself a few times in a panic and stepped on the ashes.

"Lucas, I didn't mean it! Don't be angry, I just want to find a better cemetery for them so they can rest in peace..."

"You beast!"

I was so angry that I picked up the shovel next to me and swung it at his head.

"Stop it! Victor didn't mean it!"

Clara stood firmly in front of Professor Hawthorne.