Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 1214 Cruel Questions

Hana looked at her and asked her something in Cirencester's language, which I didn't understand. Anya lowered her gaze. "My home used to be here in Trestlewood."

In that instant, Anya's face darkened. I looked to Hana, who translated their conversation for me.

I gently patted Anya's hand and said, "I'm sorry."

Though Anya shook her head, her emotions seemed affected. She spoke softly and rapidly.

Hana translated swiftly, relaying Anya's words almost as soon as she spoke them.

"She says, 'My family used to live in this city, and my parents ran a small business. My mother sold souvenirs and other items, while my father sold amulets. Though the business was small, we lived comfortably. My father loved us and often took us on outings."" I kept my eyes on Anya's beautiful, innocent face, now tinged with a hint of sorrow.

Anya's recounting seemed somewhat pitiful, and she was completely immersed in her memories. Her ability to recall everything from her childhood made me envious, as she remembered everything vividly, while I couldn't.

selling items to tourists. Later, my father met an employer who supplied us with cosmetics to wholesale. We became distributors, responsible

of

with the same strategy, and my

had deceived quite a few people. Even around me, two

lightly, admitting

money and it was much easier than street peddling." Anya's eyes widened as she looked at

a bottle of cosmetics, revealing what was

the situation, the scene played out vividly

'We can't continue this business. But my mother dragged him to the storage room for a big argument. After they made up, my father resumed deliveries as usual. But I noticed he wasn't as cheerful

feared something would happen, the more it

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