Chapter 517

Sarah quickly grabbed the teenage girl’s hand to stop her. Her heart twinged

with pain as she took in the girl’s foolish grin and unusual behavior.

As a highly–educated woman, she had enough knowledge to discern that

the teenage girl seemed to have turned into this state after suffering some

kind of trauma.

“Don’t! Don’t take my cabbage!”

As Sarah was holding the teenage girl’s wrist, the teenage girl thought Sarah

wanted to take her cabbage away, so she immediately struggled and

backed away.

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At last, Sarah realized that the item the girl was fiercely protective of was

nothing more than a head of cabbage. This time, her heart squeezed even

more painfully.

She’s so pitiful! So many young girls out there are so picky with their food.

They don’t even want to eat their vegetables, but for this girl, a head of

cabbage is something she has to defend with her life.

“Where do you live? I’ll take you home!”

Sarah decided to make sure the girl got home safely.

gave her a glassy–eyed stare and a silly grin.

My home’s not here. Hehe… My home is

somewhere!”

Sarah, I think she’s a little mentally challenged,” Suri came over

commented.

some tissue

teenage girl.

took out a comb

made the teenage girl relax. The

like her.

“You’re hungry, right?

okay?”

take out some chocolates and buns from their bag and hand

the teenage

yummy! So yummy…” The girl squealed with

everything.

innocent

me where

to take the girl home. It felt too

girl go home alone.

remind

look for something? Let’s not waste

we can head back. I’m worried that it won’t be safe

we stay too long!”

of dangers were lurking in the depths of a remote

like Eastern Star Mountain?

mind was made up. “We can’t just

home, we can also

no choice but to nod and do as

the teenage girl was mentally challenged, she did know her

home.

the entrance to a village. There was a signboard

said ‘West Shelter Village‘.

mess with rubbish

clung in the

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