Trapped By Tainted Love

Chapter 15: From A Rich Woman To A Woman In Debt

Abby looked at Rachel and said, “I can prepare most of the dishes. If you’d like to eat something that I can’t make, I’m willing to learn.”

Rachel rested her chin on her hand while eating the last piece of bread. “I didn’t expect you could cook so well,” she remarked.

It seemed that Abby wasn’t as clumsy as she had claimed. She just didn’t have enough confidence in herself.

“I like the bread,” Rachel said as she pointed at the plate of bread. Upon hearing that remark, Abby’s eyes lit up. “If you like it, I can bake some more for you!” “Sounds good.” Rachel nodded, tilted her head to the side, and smirked. “Abby, did you learn to cook from your family?” Abby lowered her head. “I’m self-taught. I’m actually an orphan.” The sound of her voice portrayed her sadness.

Rachel was stunned. The indifferent look in her eyes cracked a little, but it only last for a second and she collected herself before Abby could notice. It wasn’t exactly sympathy, but she did feel sorry for the girl. Rachel might be born in a rich family, but Shelia herself was actually an orphan, just like Abby. She grew up in an orphanage. For as long as she could remember, she didn’t even have any recollection of what her parents looked like. In all honesty, she didn’t care about knowing her biological parents that much. But sometimes, she would rehearse in her mind what she would do if they appeared before her and told her that she was their daughter.

‘d probably ask them why they had abandoned her for so many years. The dean of the orphanage had once told Shelia that she was left at the gates of the orphanage when she was still a baby, which meant her parents weren’t forced to abandon her; they just didn’t want her anymore. Now that she recalled that time of her life, she didn’t feel sad about it. Those days were long gone, and she must live in the moment, as Rachel of course.

“Abby, please teach me how to bake this kind of bread when I’m free,” she said while taking another piece of bread.

these days, so I’ll probably ask you when I have more spare time on my hands. For now, you can teach me the basics.” Actually, Rachel had never wanted to learn how to bake bread, but she was touched by how passionate Abby was about

moment, she couldn’t tell if she was developing sentimental feelings or if she was just being affected by Rachel–this body’s original owner. Abby nodded earnestly and told Rachel the steps to baking

reality, Rachel wasn’t listening to Abby, but she would ask her questions from time to time, to convince her that she was listening. After breakfast, Rachel remembered the pile of documents that Andy left

not even understand them, at least she tried. Before long, Andy arrived while Rachel was unsuccessfully trying to comprehend the documents. The door of the study was open, so after knocking a couple of times, Andy walked in. “How are

much better now. At the very least, I won’t need to sit on a wheelchair.” With a faint smile, Rachel closed the folder in her hand.

applying ointment on them even though they’re getting better. You need to take better care of yourself,” he reminded her. “I know, Andy.” Rachel nodded. Elisa had asked Andy to look after her. When he found out that she had not been living a good life for

at the document in her hand.

you reading a financial

Rachel glanced at the

fell silent

I planned to tell you the day you moved back. However, I didn’t get the chance to say

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