My Mirror Image

Chapter 0091

Candice’s direct questioning caused Yvonne to tense up. She awkwardly fidgeted with Peach’s clothes.

Observing this, Candice asked with a stern expression, “Has he been abusing you and Peach?”

She noticed not only the marks on Yvonne’s face but also the faint bruises on Peach’s neck, partially

concealed by her Cotlar.

Initially hesitant, Yvonne, encouraged by Peach’s expectant gaze, confessed through tears, “It’s not always like this. He just had too much to drink the other day and ended up bumping into me.”

Candice, frowning deeply, probed further, “Did he coerce you into giving him the money, or did you willingly

give it to him?”

Yvonne, visibly struggling, finally murmured, “Peach is so young.”

Candice silently regarded her.

Yvonne’s once upright posture now sagged, her hands on the table quivering as though weighed down by

immense pain.

Sensing her mother’s distress, Peach started to weep. Yvonne quickly dried her tears and soothed her.

After calming Peach, Yvonne cast a glance at Candice, then looked away.

Candice, carefully watching her mother’s expressions, was piecing together the truth. She was about to confront Yvonne further when her phone rang, interrupting her speech.

Yvonne’s phone, a model from an unknown brand, had a screen with several cracks.

The moment the call connected, an angry man’s voice bellowed out, “Where the fuck have you been? I’m starving to death here. Are you out there squandering money on that money pit again?”

Due to the phone’s poor sound isolation, his loud and clear voice was fully audible to Candice, who heard

every word.

Yvonne was embarrassed. She whispered as she hastily covered the phone, “Ivor, Peach is your child too!”

furious. “I don’t acknowledge such a worthless daughter! Come back soon, or you’ll make me late for

“You’re gambling again? Peach needs

had already disconnected the

her face in Peach’s neck. Her shoulders were

okay if

momentarily taken aback, regained her composure and softly instructed Peach to play

flowerbed.

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Peach obediently walked away, Yvonne’s

watched the entire

Yvonne’s gaze returned to Candice, her eyes reflecting a turmoil of emotions and

lying to you all?”

Candice remained silent.

on, “He wasn’t always like this. He was kind to me

Peach fell

lost his job,

use Peach’s treatment funds?” Candice inquired, her voice steady and

devoid of emotion.

and lapsed into silence.

shouldn’t, but could you

she spoke, she raised her hand, emphasizing, “I assure you, this is a loan from you, and I

worried Candice might doubt her, Yvonne offered, “I can even write

as if she did not know her

and resilient woman. However, the woman in front of her appeared weary, emitting an

as though she were her last hope, her voice shaky. “Peach

she?”

as if her nerves had been

you come

man’s soothing voice and footsteps came from behind.

around, but Alex’s detached

she turned, Candice saw Alex and another man

a halt, his brow furrowed,

her hand as Yvonne pressed on, “Candy, with your well–paying job, five thousand isn’t a significant amount,

you?”

stuck in Candice’s throat as she overheard Alex let out a light scoff.