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!”

worthless daughter! Come back soon, or you’ll make me late

changed, and she asked, “You’re gambling again? Peach needs her shots next week!”

Ivor had already disconnected the

her face in Peach’s neck. Her shoulders were shaking.

it okay if I don’t get the

composure and softly instructed Peach to play

flowerbed.

+15 BONOS

Peach obediently walked away, Yvonne’s eyes followed

watched the entire

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

think I’m lying to you

Candice remained silent.

on, “He wasn’t always like this. He was kind to me and Peach once, but everything changed

Peach fell

speak further, she wiped away her tears and explained, “He lost his job, then got into gambling. If

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

devoid of emotion.

ceased speaking and lapsed into

“I know I shouldn’t, but could you spare an

emphasizing, “I assure you, this is a loan from you,

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

as if she did

gentle, beautiful, and resilient woman. However, the woman in front of

last hope, her voice shaky. “Peach is also your

she?”

sensation, as if her nerves

to have you come all this

man’s soothing voice and footsteps came

Alex’s detached voice came through. “I was

saw Alex and another man walking

to a halt, his brow furrowed, and his eyes turned to Yvonne behind

“Candy, with your well–paying job, five thousand isn’t a significant amount, right? You wouldn’t let your sister be without her medicine,

you?”

in Candice’s throat as she overheard Alex let out a