Chapter 484 It Wasn’t His Fault

Mrs. Cox was just as surprised to see her. “Aren’t you up early, sweetie? Having trouble sleeping?”

“I just got up. I am feeling a little thirsty.”

“Well, let me get you a glass of warm water. Wait here by the door,” said the kind woman, pouring a glass for her before setting her sight on the pouring rain outside. “Damn, it’s raining again.” She sighed. “The roads are going to be wet and slippery. Straight up a hazard to use.”

Deirdre took a sip. “You should stay at home today, Mrs. Cox. You might get hurt if you go out despite the condition. I’ve got 90 bucks you could us-”

“Oh no. Heck, no. You can’t see well, it’s not easy for you to get a job, and you can’t afford not to have. money with you. You can’t buy anything if you don’t have money!” Mrs. Cox protested. “All you’ve been wearing these days are my old clothes. It doesn’t matter if you’re the goddess of beauty herself. These rags are bringing your shine down, sweetie. No, you should go to the market with Hoyt and buy at least. two nice outfits for yourself.”

Deirdre’s eyes twinkled. “But I like these clothes. I’m not picky about my outfits. You should hold onto the money, too. Just think of it as funding for our meals.”

at all, but a new thought popped into her mind.

it,” Deirdre said

came from!?” Mrs. Cox gasped in disbelief. “I don’t know how much it’s

was just secondhand junk.

not want-thoughts she wished could just be banished to the depth of her brain. It made her think of the ward, the times

It was that same scent that caused

understood immediately. “It was a gift

to earn his girlfriend’s hate? To the point that she doesn’t want anything to do with something

her, an innocent woman, to prison! He had fabricated an entire identity from the ground up and duped her

of these

ached. She flashed Mrs. Cox a

on it, so she held her hand. “Hard to take it out of your chest, huh? Well, you don’t have to. It was definitely his

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