I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

Chapter 380 Ten–year–old Boy

Leo was injured because of her, and it was only right of her to go and see him.

What’s more, the butler had made himself so clear that Melanie had no choice but to smile and say with a

nod. “Where is his room? I’ll go check on him.”

“I’ll have someone bring you there. I won’t be going. Mr. Joseph York just returned from his room, and I have to be by his side.”

The butler called some servants and instructed them to lead Melanie to Leo’s room. He didn’t stay in the

same building as Joseph.

The servants asked for Melanie’s permission, “Miss Melanie, it’s getting late. Shall we bring you through the

shortcut?”

“Sure.”

Melanie was of the opinion that the less she walked, the better.

After a distance, as they were passing through the backyard between two blocks, a sharp, pungent smell

made Melanie cover her mouth and nose with her hands.

She suppressed the discomfort in her stomach. “This place is…”

“This is where Mr. Harlow stays. He stays here whenever he comes back,” one of the servants explained.

Melanie nodded. She wasn’t interested in where Harlow stayed, but the smell was too strong and pungent.

pace, wanting to leave

her stomach was churning so badly; unable to hold herself back any longer, she

head forward,

servants were frightened. “Miss! Are you alright?”

that smell?” Melanie asked, her brows

have a keen sense of smell. The small house in the backyard is the servants‘ quarters, and that’s the

a child’s hoarse cries sounded from the house in the backyard. The servant shook

furrowed, looking helpless and pained.

after vomiting for a while. She leaned against the wall next to her,

the servant in the lead complained, “Some people are just born

completely unfair!”

look on her face as she said, “Miss, I’ll go pour you a cup of water.

a sip. Please wait here for a while.”

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“Thank you.”

the main building to get

the cries of the child became

Harlow was close to the age of 40 and had been through many women in his lifetime, he had never been married and had no kids of his own. Given someone of

many bags of rubbish wrapped up in plastic bags and

was so strong and pungent!

door, and saw a boy of around ten

His thin and frail body made his head look big, and he was lying on the bed while hugging a

he looked weak and sickly.

crying, and he suddenly looked up at the door. He saw Melanie through the crack on the

woman who was sitting on the edge of his bed feeding him water walked

was shocked to

“You are?”

over to take. a look. Apologies for interrupting,” Melanie said, trying her best to keep her voice down. She could sense that