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.

dinner," Elsie whispered, her voice so low that only

to fill his plate to

longer to eat

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

one of

forced herself to stay lucid,

was impossible, because she wasn't worthy, because

Avery, her body abused

only made

for someone who bore the face of his own sister, someone seen

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

use a washing machine?

face to look at the man standing before her, then lowered her

hand. 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,

understand? I used to wash my

shedding his coat and rolling up

family must have had plenty of servants." Elsie's

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

a wet garment and

now showing a

hint of teasing, "That's kind of

face darkened, "That's called being

it wasn't just because

had gathered her four

power to take good care

don't feel like I'm

you from heaven, protecting

thought, Elvis felt a lump in his throat and his eyes reddened

"That's nice."

reflection in the water that resembled Evadne, her heart tightening before quickly covering the reflection with a piece

Same face, different fates.

cherished rose, pampered and adored. She was just a puppet, manipulated by others,

with his wild fantasies, thought of using her

madman

Archer, what about

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