Chapter 375 Feel Bad for Matthew

“Mm. I am Veronica’s friend. I am here on a trip.” Caleb was a police officer. As it was a requirement he needed to meet in order for him to solve cases, he had to be able to read commonly used sign language phrases. That was why he understood it when she first signed to him.

Oh—so you are Veronica’s friend. I heard them talking about you and the others earlier. The girl continued to sign, her smile brimming with joy.

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was hard for one not to like it. He walked to her side and asked, “My name is Caleb

woman came stalking in their direction. Her face looked murderous as she pointed at Abby and

that the woman was holding a blanket in her arms. Judging from the color alone, he could

was more than minus 10 degrees. The villagers could only wash their clothes if they

such a young girl wash so many clothes and

who has always been a man of few words, couldn’t help but ask, “Shouldn’t you be visiting houses during Christmas? Why are you making her

houses that stood alone. Everyone would usually go door-to-door to offer their wishes on

coat had probably been washed so many times the color

there were still people who wore clothes like this in

Abby before she glared at Caleb and sassed,

done with the

at Caleb with a look in her eyes before she lowered her

didn’t say a word as he stood by smoking a cigarette while listening to the sound of water splashing as the soft mallet noisily hit

the clothes in a

first blanket she washed was too thick and heavy; she couldn’t even carry it after it got wet. She suddenly slipped, and she would have fallen into the

he reminded her while holding her by her arm. “Are you

the shock of almost falling into the water, but she soon turned around

she put down the blanket, she signed

soundless greeting somehow made his heart skip a

cigarette butt aside and said to her, “I’ll

is too cold. She was in the middle of signing when he had rolled up his

only realized that it was piercingly so when

closer to her, he noticed how pitiful she was with her hands covered in

there still was such a pitiful young lady in this

Caleb wrung the blanket before putting it on the slabstone. Abby first smiled sweetly at him, and then smeared some laundry powder on the blanket before she beat it hard with the mallet. Caleb

signed. I am sorry; I didn’t do that on purpose. You… She pointed at the spot he was standing a while ago. It might be better if

the legs

that he

worried that she would fall from washing laundry that was too heavy

me help you

forward to help her, only for her to put two blankets back on the slabstone, and stumbled

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