Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

Chapter 807:

On his first day, he wore his uniform sloppily, one sleeve hanging carelessly, and stood confidently on the stage.

“My name is Rickey Kelly, and from now on, I’m the boss of this class!”

After Rickey declared himself the boss, the classroom fell into stunned silence. The students were left with wide eyes and open mouths, completely baffled.

Aurora overheard a whisper from the crowd. “What’s a boss?”

“No idea, maybe it means he’s really strong?”

The homeroom teacher, Iggy Vazquez, who had only been teaching for two years, felt the pressure mount. Since she started at Riverdale Elementary, she often felt more like a personal assistant than an actual teacher, as all the children here came from at least wealthy backgrounds.noveldrama

Rickey’s sudden claim as the “boss” seemed to confirm that he was a rich, difficult heir to handle.

Iggy forced a smile, trying to keep things calm. “Rickey, let me arrange a seat for you.”

“No need to trouble yourself,” Rickey said, raising his hand and pointing at Aurora. She froze for a second, unsure of what he was doing. Then, he pointed at the student sitting next to her. “I want to sit there.”

Iggy smiled awkwardly. “But someone is already sitting there.”

“Then just find him another seat, won’t you?” Rickey ignored the growing tension in the room and walked toward the student, dragging his backpack behind him. “Excuse me, this is my seat now.”

The student adjusted his glasses nervously. “Ms. Vazquez hasn’t agreed yet.”

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Rickey picked up his pencil and snapped it in half, glaring at him. “Move to the back.”

The boy, angry and confused, swallowed his frustration, unwilling to speak up. Aurora, witnessing the scene, couldn’t stay silent. She didn’t want to be desk mates with someone like Rickey.

Before the boy could even start to cry, she stood up, indignantly facing Rickey. “You can’t bully your classmate like that!”

Rickey raised an eyebrow, his fingers tugging at the boy’s collar, his voice dripping with false sweetness. “Did I bully you?”

The boy shrank back, shaking his head quickly. Without bothering to pack his things into his backpack, he clutched his books and shuffled to an empty seat at the back.

Rickey sat down smugly, casting a look over at Aurora.

Iggy clapped her hands together, trying to regain control of the room. “Alright, let’s begin the class now.”

Rickey propped his head up on his hand, not sparing a glance for Iggy, his eyes fixed on Aurora. “Hey, what’s your name?”

“None of your business.”

Aurora’s grip tightened around her pen as she focused intently on Iggy’s words.

Rickey flipped open Aurora’s notebook, his eyes landing on her neatly written name, Aurora Watson.

“I’m Rickey, and from now on, we’re desk mates.”

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