"Maybe some people would sacrifice themselves for their families to get money. There must be some," Cynthia persisted.

Theodore shook his head helplessly-he had nothing more to say.

Seeing Theodore's cold reaction, Cynthia became anxious.

"Are you saying you're not willing to help me find one?"

She took the moral high ground.

"Do you not care about me anymore? You seem to be blaming me, as if I'm one of those criminals! But even if I don't buy it, others will, and those shady industries will still exist!" Theodore had never heard Cynthia say something so irrational.

He was furious. It was like someone justifying buying a bride by saying that even if they didn't buy, others would, and the human trafficking would continue.

Wasn't it true that without demand, there would be no harm?

nature was

want to talk

his anger, he said coldly, "You need to calm down. Don't contact me for the next few days. If anything comes

Cynthia. Never had he expected her

would sacrifice someone else's. He never thought she could be that kind

seemed they both needed to calm

realized

was something she thought would be easy, but he took it so seriously. Was he implying that other

to open the door, when Cynthia suddenly

her blanket, yanked out the needle from her hand, and fell off the bed with a thud. Crawling toward him, she begged, "Theo, don't go! Listen to me!" Theodore

her up. "What

listen to me..." Cynthia clung to Theodore's

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