Spencer saw a beautiful young lady pulling weeds in a vegetable patch, incredibly focused on her task at hand.

The sun had climbed to its peak by then, its unforgiving heat causing a sheen of sweat to appear on Ashlyn’s forehead.

Suddenly, Ashlyn’s hand shot out before her.

Spencer noticed she had a fat, green caterpillar pinched between her fingers.

Then, she promptly threw the caterpillar on the ground and stepped on it.

The bug just died.

Ashlyn continued weeding afterward, and Spencer could not help but take a video of her with his phone.

Half an hour passed before Ashlyn finally stood up.

She called out to Ian, who was inside the house. “I’m leaving, Old Mr. Leno! See you tomorrow.”

After dusting the dirt off her hands, she washed her hands using a faucet in the yard before heading for the gate.

Spencer standing outside. He hesitated before saying,

body.” While trying to dry her hands, Ashlyn said,

forehead had almost trickled to

they got to the car, Spencer hurriedly opened the door and grabbed some tissues

ached at how tired

did Old Mr.

“He agreed. Bring Mr. Nolan

Spencer confusedly. Isn’t

tomorrow.” Ashlyn dried the sweat on her forehead and tossed the

started the car and drove off. The Leno residence fell into silence

out of the house with an old bamboo an

vegetable patch, filled with doubt. Soon enough, he saw the

was wet as though it

moisture for

not have to worry about wet soil on his shoes while plucking vegetables from outside

rods in the ground to support the green bean vines, allowing them to snake

could not help

diligent young woman. What can she

friend must he or she be for that young woman to put in so much effort to

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