Chapter 143

Chapter 143

Flora instinctively wanted to nod, but upon reflection, she and her husband had started as complete strangers.

He was her first man and the father of her first child, so she naturally considered him her lifelong partner.

‘But does this relationship count as love?‘ Flora was once again perplexed. “I, I don’t know.”

Quinlyn, with limited emotional experience, couldn’t offer much help and only suggested she think it through.

Women in this place had long been suppressed in thought, their minds focused solely on household chores and childcare. Contemplating the future would be a major challenge for them.

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After bathing, Quinlyn had no clothes, so Flora fashioned a dress from an old sheet. It turned out too big, making Quinlyn look like she was wearing a burlap sack, complete with a large bow on her head.

Stanley appraised it, “You look like a giant moth.”

Larry kicked him and comforted Quinlyn, “Don’t worry, you’re the prettiest moth here.”

Quinlyn was unimpressed. But she didn’t refuse their kindness. She thanked Flora and went outside.

The streets were busy with villagers bitten by dogs. Most had been treated, but a few sat with bandages oozing blood, looking wretched.

Seeing Quinlyn, they showed clear avoidance and fear.

They avoided her because they felt guilty. If Quinlyn testified, their crimes would be exposed.

their fear stemmed from

helpless they were and how desperate the women who died before her

she sought revenge, none of them would leave the village alive. Thinking of this, they preferred prison, at least they

many came forward to confess.

was puzzled until he saw

heard you’re up. We were planning to visit you tonight. I’m your fan; could you sign this for me?”

police–issued item for a personal request, but then noticed a familiar tall, middle–aged man with

his arrests. Now, golden dusk light fell on his head, highlighting streaks of

hair.

said, lowering himself to her level.

Officer,” Quinlyn responded, looking up

had never formally exchanged names. Quinlyn had always addressed him as

duty. He received a call: “Is this a police officer? There are bad guys at

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Quinlyn’s voice was more immature. Affected by the cold, what she had said was

Quinlyn began to trust him. Calls

smelly meat inside just passed

at the stone monument in

he gained more subordinates. Yet, he kept the direct line to Quinlyn in

Quinlyn had moments of uncertainty.

into a river; she wasn’t happy here. Would she be happier

promised to take their daughter to the hospital, but why did they kill after I let them go? Was I

miss Matthew. He said living gives hope, but

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