The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

Chapter 1492

Neera pursed her lips, her gaze drifting downward to land on the pair of hands that were holding hers.

Thanks to meticulous care, those hands remained fair and slender, their skin delicate. Even under the light, they emanated a lustrous glow.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and with an indifferent expression, she gently withdrew her hand.

Her hands now grasping air, Wrenn felt as if her heart was also empty, inexplicably overwhelmed by a profound sense of disappointment.

Did I fail again…

Is she still unable to accept me?

Then again, I had indeed been so foolish, committing so many extreme mistakes and even almost harming Jean. Why on earth should she forgive me?

Even she herself had not completely moved on from the regrets of the past.

She felt an intense bitterness in her heart, yet she dared not let it show on her face, fearing that Neera would be repulsed or upset if she saw it.

me, it just means I’m

matter. In any case, Wrenn would continue to give her all for

treat this girl as if she were my own

took a deep breath, intending to act as if nothing had

then don’t. After all, I know that your relationship with them isn’t good, and they haven’t been good to you either. That’s all there is to it. Don’t worry; if I see them in the future, I won’t engage with

while. It’s almost dinner time. I’ll go and personally make your

suddenly spoke up. “Indeed, they were not competent adoptive parents. I can’t deny everything

taken aback. Then she couldn’t help but reveal a look of surprise and joy,

gaze intensely fixed on Neera. In a soft voice, she asked, “Did they treat

Neera unconsciously tapped her fingers lightly

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get up before dawn, carry a basket on my back, and go chop wood. After chopping wood, I had to go home and cook for the whole family. After sending my younger brother to school, I had to return home and continue working. I had to do all sorts of work, and if I didn’t finish, I couldn’t eat. Moreover, if they thought I wasn’t doing a good job, they would either hit or scold me. I could only do my best, but even so, I couldn’t satisfy them. They would find all sorts of faults with me. I had

point, she laughed lightly, as if

from the countryside. The way they looked at me was as if I were a beggar. I was dressed in tattered clothes, my face was pale, and I was thin due to malnutrition. Even the servants of the Garcia family seemed more like the masters of the house than I did. Besides that, the Garcia family all kept their distance from me, unwilling to share a meal with me at the

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