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Chapter 440 I’m Tainted, Master

“I had it hard too. I fought with my family a lot just because I helped her. Honestly, I was already kind enough. No one in the village would get close to her.”

Josh asked, “Then why’d you even butt in? You wanted her to rely on you forever? To forage for nothing but wild greens?”

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Hypocrite ghost shook his head. “I’d help anywhere I could. Even lent her my soy sauce when she needed it. Never asked for anything in return. Her mother-in-law wouldn’t stop praising me, telling me how kind I

was.”

Everyone in the village praised his kindness. Even the villages nearby knew of him. Whenever his family. was mentioned, everyone would go, “Oh, that philanthropist. He helped a mother and her ailing family and gave them a place to stay.”

The villagers were nice to him. After knowing the help he gave to Lila and her family, they’d help his family out a lot. Even the grocer would give his wife a bit more greens when she bought things from him. Yep, I wasn’t hurting her. If I was hurting her, no one would call me kind. “And I asked some people to get her a job. Couldn’t get one, but I’d been helping her out. Everyone knows I was trying to help. Everyone but her. She never smiled at me.”

spirit was furious. No wonder he’s a hypocrite. He as doing all that for his own reputation. Everyone thought he was supporting Lila and her family. They thought he was looking for a job for

build his

glared at him. “And how

I did everything for her own good, so

asked, “What did you

a gravure model for the new year’s calendar, and that

feel for her. She couldn’t even complain to anyone. Her children were still too young to know anything, and her MIL basically kept her on a short leash and spoke ill of her even though she was

Everyone came back to nothing but some bones and a few patches of blood. They asked her where she hid the body, and she refused to say anything. They asked her why

was why I took them in. And they called me evil for letting them live in the pig pen. I can’t believe it. That wasn’t what they said earlier, but they believed that b*tch’s every word. I can’t

life. I should be respected and celebrated, but she stuffed my remains in the toilet. Toilets in the nineties were unsanitary. The excrement was never flushed, and the toilets

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at first, but now

poop.

ghost said,