Chapter 837

Although Elsie shooed Elvis away in a hurry, Elvis was the type to stick closer than a shadow, with a skin thicker than the earth itself.

Yet, he didn't bother her, merely standing at a distance, silently observing.

He watched Elsie working alongside the cafeteria ladies, preparing a massive pot

of stew. Despite her slender and delicate frame, she stirred the giant black cauldron with ease, seemingly without breaking a sweat.

She picked vegetables, washed them, chopped them - all with a skilled and efficient grace, without a hint of pretension or shyness, as if it was something she had been doing her whole life.

Elvis, with his arms crossed, found himself increasingly captivated.

Elsie was busy to the point of perspiration, a few strands of hair sticking to her cheeks, presenting a somewhat disheveled appearance.

Yet, to him, she was breathtakingly beautiful at that moment.

Although every time they met, she was like a delicate, flawless piece of art, capturing the gaze of men and stealing hearts,

This time, she was even more beautiful than ever, for she was brimming with life and authenticity.

When it was time for dinner at the orphanage, Elvis, as a "friend" of Elsie, had the privilege of staying and sharing the meal with the children.

Elsie and the other two teachers lined up, serving the kids their meals.

"Thank you, Ms. Archer."

The children's voices were crisp and filled with laughter.

Elsie responded warmly, her hands never stopping.

After a while, her long eyelashes fluttered, and she paused, spoon in mid-air, as she looked up in surprise-

Elvis was standing there properly, holding his plate with eager eyes that met her shocked gaze. He smiled broadly,

"Ms. Archer, I'd love some, heap it high, please."

Elsie's heart fluttered, and she bit her lower lip shyly, unsure of what to do next.

Meanwhile, the teachers nearby glimpsed her blushing face and shared knowing smiles.

and leave after dinner," Elsie whispered, her voice so low

hesitate to fill his plate

take a little longer to eat

leaned slightly forward, his gaze sparkling, "It's not easy to see you. How could I leave without taking my time to

another one of

heart raced, but she immediately forced herself to stay lucid, not to hope, and not

was impossible, because she wasn't worthy, because there was

orphan, raised by Avery, her body abused

which only made

have genuine feelings for someone who bore the face of his own

afternoon, as the children went to their classes or naps, Elsie was in the laundry room, sitting on a small stool, her delicate hands soaking in warm water,

washing machine?

the man standing before her, then lowered her

get very dirty, and machines don't clean them well enough. I have to wash the extremely dirty ones by hand. The children here don't have family to care for them, and the teachers can't keep up, so

could I not understand? I used to wash my little sister's

his coat and rolling up the sleeves of his black

your family must have

to take care of her. No one else was allowed to touch her," Elvis said with

wet garment

now

of

handsome face darkened, "That's called being devoted to my

just because of

their mother passed away, she had gathered

in their power to take good care

don't feel like

over you from heaven, protecting

in his throat and his eyes reddened

"That's nice."

in the water that resembled Evadne, her heart tightening before quickly covering the reflection with a piece of clothing, "Ms.

Same face, different fates.

was just a puppet, manipulated by others, despite sharing

fantasies, thought of using her as

madman with a wild

about you

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