All Chapters of No Longer Theirs: The One They Can't Replace: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

"Not only that, his father has to come forward and make his son apologize to Brad in front of the entire school!" Jasmine demanded.Winter's eyes remained calm, watching Jasmine spew demands as though the world owed her obedience."As for the medical bills, I'll spare his father the trouble. Money means nothing to us. What matters is that this little bastard pays, and that my son gets justice!" Jasmine's tone dripped with venom.She turned to the principal, her voice rising. "Mr. McKnight, Alistair's guardian is here. Make a decision quickly! Don't delay my son's hospital treatment!"She hurled the insult "little bastard" again and again, emboldened by her own sense of superiority. Jasmine had already investigated Alistair's background. Ezekiel, she discovered, was nothing more than a low-level finance worker. His résumé on Wallington Street was unimpressive, his influence nonexistent. Compared to her powerful husband, Ezekiel was insignificant.And even if he had power, what di

"You know exactly what motives you're harboring." Winter's voice was cool, her eyes piercing as if she had already seen through Joshua. Suddenly, Alistair's small body twitched in her arms. Cold sweat broke across his forehead. "Winter, it hurts…"Panic surged through Winter's chest. "Auro, where does it hurt? Tell me!"Curled against her, Alistair trembled violently. "My back… My back hurts…""Let me take a look!" Winter's breath caught. Her hands shook as she carefully lifted his shirt.The moment Alistair's back was exposed, everyone froze.Alistair's pale skin was marred with horrifying welts. Some looked as though they had been lashed with a whip. Others were swollen, bruised, or split open, seeping blood. From his shoulders to his waist, his fragile body was covered in injuries too cruel to bear.Winter's eyes burned, and tears spilled uncontrollably down her cheeks.Caleb couldn't stand it anymore. His voice trembled with distress. "Alistair, what happened to your back?

Winter had been married to Joshua for five years. She knew his body well—broad shoulders, slim waist, perfectly sculpted. Yet his perfection carried no allure. His restraint, his cold discipline, made it impossible for her to associate him with desire.That feeling, however, stirred in her when she looked at Ezekiel.Winter shook her head quickly, chastising herself for entertaining such a thought."Daddy!" Alistair cried, tears streaming down his face. He ran toward Ezekiel with arms wide open, but the pain overwhelmed him. After just a few steps, his small body pitched forward."Auro! Be careful!" Winter broke into a cold sweat and rushed forward.She was just a step away when Ezekiel lunged, bending swiftly to sweep Alistair into his arms.Ezekiel held him tightly. "Auro, I'm sorry for arriving late.""No… It's all my fault…" Alistair buried his face in Ezekiel's chest, whimpering weakly. "I've caused you trouble and made you worry…"Ezekiel frowned, his eyes dark and bloods

Ezekiel's brows carried a trace of impatience. "Mr. McKnight, the decision is yours."Caleb pulled out a handkerchief and wiped at his sweat frantically.What should he do? Perhaps the best course of action would be to let Bradley leave the school."Bradley can offer an apology," Joshua said, his gaze hardening. "The Stroud family will take full responsibility for all of Alistair's treatment costs, including any fees for consultations with leading medical specialists."But no matter what, Bradley will not be withdrawing from the school."Winter and Ezekiel couldn't help but frown.Joshua wore a haughty expression, every inch of him radiating superiority. "Bradley could also switch classes to avoid Alistair. There will be no further interaction between them. This is the greatest concession our family is willing to make."The greatest concession?Bradley was clearly the bully. But with a few casual words, Joshua distorted the story, turning him into the supposed helpless victim.

Ezekiel arranged for Alistair to be treated by the hospital's best surgeons and ensured he stayed in the finest ward.Due to a mix of external infections and extreme mental strain, Alistair developed a fever.But under the hospital's excellent care, his injuries were properly attended to. After receiving a tetanus shot and antibiotics, his condition slowly improved by evening.Through it all, Winter never left his side. Tears filled her eyes, and her heart ached with worry.With his arms crossed, Ezekiel leaned against the doorframe, his towering figure commanding the space.He watched silently as Winter tended to Alistair—covering him with a blanket, dressing his wounds, and offering him water.She was gentle and attentive, treating him as though he were her very own.Ezekiel's eyes were cold and indifferent, their depths cloaked in shadow. He stepped back and gently closed the door."Winter… I'm sorry… I've caused you so much trouble again…" Alistair said. His lips were dry a