Chapter 516

“You don’t need to thank me. I was just the person who brought you here. If Mr. Sabatini says he can heal your hands, he is confident in healing you.” Then Calvin casually asked while driving, “When did you hurt your fingers?”

“Almost four years ago,” replied Rosalie.

Calvin knew four years ago was about the time Rosalie was sent to jail. He probed, “Someone hurt you while you were in prison?”

Rosalie was silent and didn’t say anything, but her expression had already given Calvin the necessary answer.

“Who is it? Who hurt you this way?” There was a trace of anger in Calvin’s voice. He wondered who was the person who treated Rosalie so cruelly.

Although he knew she had been in jail before this, he didn’t think much about what she had experienced during her imprisonment.

But it was not until today that he realized she had suffered so much.

Rosalie said lightly, “It doesn’t matter anymore.”

“Who is it?” Calvin asked again.

“Even if I tell you who these people were, what’s the point? Can you let them bear all the pain I have suffered before?”

“Why not?” A malicious glint flashed across Calvin’s eyes. He would ensure these people who wronged her back then would experience the pain that Rosalie had been through.

Stunned, Rosalie looked at Calvin with a shocked expression.

car stopped at the intersection while waiting for the red light to turn green. Calvin turned his head, gazing at Rosalie earnestly. “I meant my words. If you want to let those who hurt you suffer,

and words tell me that Calvin is being serious right now!” Rosalie

memory of a familiar boy sprawling across her back, telling her, “I… I’m a powerful man! I’ll protect you after we leave this place.

her dry lips. “No need. It’s all in

Hamilton family and the Xanthos family. Although they were not as powerful as

to owe Calvin any more favors because she didn’t want to get entangled with the man

this, Calvin pursed his lips and didn’t

the restaurant entrance, Calvin invited, “Why don’t we have a meal here? You treated me last time, and it’s my

of Strico. It wasn’t a high-class

ordered pancake, a specialty in Strico when

the mountain. He told her, “I’ll buy pancakes for you in the future. The pancakes in Strico are really

that time, she lived in a small town with Wilma, and Strico was unfamiliar

“Their pancakes are scrumptious, and it’s their specialty. No one else can make

eaten it before.

remember him or the agreements they had

what we promised each other back in the day. If I find myself in Strico one day,

the gate, and Rosalie alighted from the car.

Rosalie and handed her a takeout box. “It’s the pancake. I noticed you were

pursed her lips slightly and took it. “Thank you.” Perhaps it was because there were pancakes inside, which made her unable to refuse his

the young

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