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.

could only console herself. It’s okay. If Neera still can’t accept me, it just means I’m not doing enough yet. I just need to continue to

Neera would give her the cold shoulder for the rest of her life, it didn’t matter. In any case, Wrenn would continue to give her

this girl as if she were my own daughter, doing everything in my

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

isn’t good, and they haven’t been

a while. It’s almost dinner

competent adoptive parents. I can’t deny everything that happened over the years, but in my heart, they are not my family at all.”

her suddenly open up, Wrenn was first taken aback. Then she couldn’t help but reveal a look of surprise

In a soft voice, she asked, “Did

fingers lightly on the edge of the tea

Sat, 9 Dec RR.

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had me work. I had to 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 no other choice but to endure. However, due to the long list of chores, I often missed out

this point, she laughed lightly, as if it was nothing.

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 same table, as if they were afraid I carried some contagious disease that could infect them. From a young age, I had developed the ability to read people’s faces, so I eventually stopped going downstairs for

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