"Dr. Norman... my life is so miserable. If I had known it would come to this, I'd rather have died than gotten married. What do I do now? If it were just me, I'd leave everything behind and disappear. But my daughter is only eight years old-she's still so little," the woman sobbed.

Karina hesitated for a moment. "You do need to consider her..."

Suddenly, she thought of Wilfred. Among her own connections, she didn't know anyone in the legal field. But Wilfred might.

Still, since she hadn't asked him yet, she couldn't promise anything. For now, she focused on calming both the mother and the child.

The little girl was surprisingly mature for her age. At just eight years old and barely into elementary school, she didn't fully understand the situation or what had been done to her.

In her own innocent words, she said, "Daddy just played a little game with me. He said if I didn't cry, I'd get a reward."

Even so, she understood that her mother was upset because of her.

"Mommy, don't cry. It doesn't hurt at all," she said softly, patting her mother's hand in comfort.

stared at her daughter in shock, tears streaming uncontrollably down her

Such a kind, understanding little girl, and yet she

daughter embracing in her office before silently closing the door and walking briskly toward Wilfred's office, her anger simmering so intensely it seemed to propel her

about to knock again when Wilfred's

turned to see him adjusting his white

emergency surgery," he explained, his exhaustion barely

was always physically and mentally taxing, even for someone as

your

let's talk inside." Wilfred reached out and pushed the door open. He

was inside, he followed, closing the door behind

something that made me think of you. Do you know anyone in the

raised an eyebrow, signaling for her to

the situation in detail, recounting what had happened to

the tighter his brow furrowed, and the colder his gaze became. His eyes seemed

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