Chapter 54 Eileen’s Wallet Is Missing

He tore Eileen’s clothes with one hand, and the buttons fell off, revealing her Blake suspenders inside.

In an instant, everyone’s eyes lit up.

Eileen tightly clutched the clothes in front of her chest and bit the back of his hand hard.

The man let go of the pain quickly.

As Eileen turned around and hurriedly ran away, she was taken aback to see Elm walking towards her in the dimly lit street. Elm was dressed in a black T-shirt, a silver pendant. hanging around his neck, and he had his hands in his coat pockets, holding a cigarette. To her surprise, Vera and Paola were also with him. Eileen didn’t know why they were there, but she knew she had to avoid being seen by them.

Elm appeared preoccupied, engaged in conversation with Vera, and did not seem to notice. Eileen. Seizing the opportunity, she quickly fled in the opposite direction, making her way back home.

As she rushed, the man yelled, “Damn it, she ran so fast,” fueling her fear and anxiety. She dared not stop until she reached the safety of her home. Sweating profusely and feeling her heart pounding in her chest, Eileen leaned against the door to catch her breath. The intensity of the situation left her legs weak and her body trembling.

After a while, she managed to regain some composure and decided to take a shower to calm her nerves. In the late evening, she lay in bed but struggled to fall asleep, her thoughts haunted by past memories of being bullied and mistreated.

The images she had tried so hard to forget flooded back, tormenting her mind once more. She curled up in bed, hugging the quilt tightly as feelings of suffocation overwhelmed her. Despite the darkness in the room, the memories felt vivid and clear, and she found herself reliving the distressing encounters once again.

Eileen hesitated for a moment but decided to turn on the phone that Sharon had sent her from home. It was her first time using it, and she was surprised to find a flood of messages from Jasper, totaling more than a hundred in thirteen days.

Most of the messages were asking about her whereabouts and why she had not replied. He also shared his daily routine with her until the last message expressing concern and worry for her well-being.

Fering touched by Jasper’s genuine concern, Feen replied with a simple T’m tired, good night She did not expect someone to care abour, especially Jasper, whom she considered a familiar strange His worry for her warmed her heart in a way she had never experienced

before.

Just as she was about to turn off the phone, a call from Eric appeared on the screen. Eileen hesitated but ultimately decided not to accept the call.

Meanwhile, in Hulbury, Eric sat in a study room with a stack of printed photos in hand. As he looked at Eileen’s familiar side profile in the pictures, his deep eyes grew dim with emotion. He had not anticipated that she would stay in the remote village for so long.

The photos depicted Eileen working at a restaurant, serving dishes, and washing dishes at the door. Seeing her current situation in the pictures, Eric couldn’t help but feel a mix of

emotions.

she the same Eileen he

the time stamp showed 12.43 a.m., indicating when the

chuckled and placed it down, noting that the call

like she hasn’t

know that a

you struggle to

you

tapped his fingers on the table, the last photo displayed Eileen’s

minute

“I need your help

the situation, Eric made one last

the phone. The

unavailable:

dock in the morning

10

ked on ideen’s dooy Open the door. Im

akiy

her ears and stared at the pitch-black ceiling.

many times Hannah had

went missing, only to find them in the downstairs trash can the next

hoped to live peacefully here forever…

situation continued, she feels like she would go

gangster in the area and also the

door, and he didn’t leave until she lost track of

noise

Eileen could not sleep peacefully.

and it was

to the balcony, where she prepared stewed ribs, shredded pork, and braised

the clothes, she hung

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