HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back) novel Chapter 611

Chapter 611

Althea stepped down first, then turned to Eli. And this time, without much hesitation, Eli followed, walking beside her.

They moved side by side toward the entrance. Inside, the atmosphere was orderly. Some students walked by with books in hand, others sat in open areas, quietly engaged in discussion.

There was no excessive noise.

Everything felt calm. Comfortable.

Eli took it all in, her gaze lingering on every detail.

“It’s… so peaceful,” she murmured without realizing it.

Althea glanced at her. “Do you like it?”

Eli didn’t answer right away. “I… don’t know,” she admitted honestly.

Althea didn’t press. She simply nodded.

A receptionist greeted them as they approached the front desk. “Good morning. Mrs. Althea?”

“Yes.”

“The principal is waiting for you.”

They were guided to the principal’s office on the second floor. As the door opened, a middle-aged man stood to greet them with a warm smile.

“Welcome.”

Althea stepped first, Eli following just a step behind. The man studied Althea for a moment longer than expected before his expression shifted-softer now, as if something had just clicked into place.

“You’re… Mrs. Althea,” he said quietly. “I’ve heard of you.”

Althea was slightly taken aback, though she maintained her polite smile. “Have you?”

The man nodded. “I knew the late Chase Miller. He spoke about you often.”

Althea’s steps faltered, just for a second.

Something in her chest tightened at the mention of that name.

“He worked with our education foundation a few years ago,” the principal continued, his tone filled with respect. “He was someone who truly cared about education. We were deeply saddened by his passing.”

Althea’s gaze softened. “Yes… he was,” she said quietly, almost like a whisper to herself. She took a small breath, steadying her emotions. “Thank you for remembering him.”

The principal gave a faint smile, then shifted his attention to Eli. “So… you must be Eli?”

Eli lowered her head slightly. “Yes, sir.”

Althea spoke calmly, “This school was recommended by my husband. Daven handled everything regarding Eli’s placement.”

Eli looked uncertain. “I… still have a lot to learn.”

“That’s a good thing,” he replied calmly. “Students who want to learn always grow more than those who think they already know enough.”

The conversation went on for a few minutes-easy, unpressured, with no trick questions.

Afterward, they were guided through the building, which turned out to be far larger than it appeared from the outside.

The first corridor they passed was lined with large windows, letting sunlight pour in freely. Through the glass, several classes were in session. The teacher’s voice carried clearly without being disruptive, while the students remained focused-writing notes or listening attentively.

“This is the main classroom area,” the principal explained as he walked ahead of them. “We limit the number of students per class to make interaction more effective.”

Eli observed quietly from outside. No one was distracted. No one was chatting idly.

They were… actually learning.

They moved on to the laboratory.

The moment the door opened, Eli fell silent.

The room was spacious, neatly arranged, and fully equipped. Experiment tables were set in symmetrical rows, while a few students conducted experiments under a teacher’s supervision.

“The physics and chemistry labs,” the principal said. “For students interested in science, we provide fairly intensive hands-on practice.”