Arnold would doubt that he was not hurting the kid at all.
As soon as the twentieth whip was done, the door swung open and William’s mother came inside running.
As soon as she entered, she ran towards her son and William fell into her arms like a lifeless doll- breaking her heart.
“Will, are you alright?” She whimpered as her hands trembled.
Before she could carry him out of the room, William squeezed her hand as if asking her to stop. She frowned but stopped nonetheless. She always listened to her son.
“My training?” William looked at his father and asked.
Arnold understood what his son was asking. He was asking if he could go to the closed training the next day.
“Okay. You can join the closed training from tomorrow onwards,” Arnold agreed and gave him permission.
Once he got the
