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.

leave after dinner," Elsie whispered, her voice so

hesitate to fill his plate to the

longer to eat all this.

slightly forward, his gaze sparkling, "It's not easy to see you. How could I leave

one of his charming, flirtatious

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

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

by Avery, her body abused

only made her feel more

bore the face

naps, Elsie was in the laundry room, sitting on a small stool, her delicate hands

washing machine? This

before her,

The children here don't have family to care for them, and the teachers can't keep up, so I help with what I can. You, living a life of luxury, wouldn't

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

her, shedding his coat and rolling up the sleeves

yourself? But your family must have had

course, I had to take care of her. No one else was allowed to

took up a wet garment and began

formidable agent, now

a hint of

being devoted to

wasn't just because

their mother passed away, she had gathered her

everything in their power to take

feel

over you from heaven,

a lump in his

"That's nice."

that resembled Evadne, her heart tightening before quickly covering the reflection with

Same face, different fates.

She was just a

his wild fantasies, thought of

a madman with a wild

Archer, what about you and your

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