Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1214 Cruel Questions

Hana looked at her and asked her something in Cirencester's language, which I didn't understand. Anya lowered her gaze. "My home used to be here in Trestlewood."

In that instant, Anya's face darkened. I looked to Hana, who translated their conversation for me.

I gently patted Anya's hand and said, "I'm sorry."

Though Anya shook her head, her emotions seemed affected. She spoke softly and rapidly.

Hana translated swiftly, relaying Anya's words almost as soon as she spoke them.

"She says, 'My family used to live in this city, and my parents ran a small business. My mother sold souvenirs and other items, while my father sold amulets. Though the business was small, we lived comfortably. My father loved us and often took us on outings."" I kept my eyes on Anya's beautiful, innocent face, now tinged with a hint of sorrow.

Anya's recounting seemed somewhat pitiful, and she was completely immersed in her memories. Her ability to recall everything from her childhood made me envious, as she remembered everything vividly, while I couldn't.

also did business from a young age, selling items to tourists. Later, my father met an employer who supplied us with cosmetics

business. The image of those

my adoptive father with the same strategy, and my

a few people. Even around me, two families had

my head lightly, admitting that fate

grateful to him. Just delivering goods could earn us a lot

me,

around.

drunk and accidentally broke a bottle of cosmetics, revealing what was inside. "My father was scared, but my mother was greedy. My brother and I didn't understand

scene played out vividly

a big argument. After they made up, my father resumed deliveries as

something would happen, the more it

which led to big trouble. After that, there was

her tears