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Gwendolyn had looked it up on the internet last night. However, there were too many types of self-defense tools to choose from. Also, she did not know whether those tools would work. Moreover, she was so poor now that she did not want to waste her money.

Thus, if Lucy knew anything about those tools, she could just share them with Gwendolyn.

Meanwhile, Lucy was enjoying the dishes made by Camille. Since Melanie's condition had been pretty serious recently, Lucy could not leave the hospital. Hence, she had been eating takeout for several months now. In fact, she had been eating so much takeout that she would puke if she had another such meal.

She looked very haggard. After working in Night City until four o'clock at night, she still had to go to the hospital to change shifts with the caregiver at seven o'clock. Therefore, she slept very little, and her mental state was not very good these days.

Lucy ate a piece of pork and smiled.

“Why are you suddenly thinking of buying self-defense tools? Did anyone bully you?”

Lucy was a clever woman. Being someone who had lots of life experiences, she caught on fast enough.

Hearing her question, Gwendolyn was a little nervous. If she told her that Patrick had forcefully kissed her last night and almost slept with her, Lucy would definitely tell her that it was a good thing and that she did not need to guard against him.

Gwendolyn took a sip of water, trying to suppress the awkwardness she was feeling.

days. So, I'm afraid of meeting bad

I'll bring you to a store where

tools on the internet. However, after Lucy said that there was a physical store, Gwendolyn felt that it was even better, as the quality would

left the four children to Camille. Gwendolyn was

very obedient and would take good care of Juliette

two went to the store, which was not far from the pediatric hospital. It only

ached every time she drove. Therefore, Lucy

in the winter

was hooked around Gwendolyn's arm. She took a

sun. I really hope Melanie can get better soon. When that happens, I think my life will

Lucy felt that possibly nothing else could ever bring

arm compassionately. “It's all my fault for being too poor. I couldn't help you

more difficult for you. You have to raise three children. It's already difficult enough for me just to raise one. It's much

a shoulder to cry on and someone to share one's happiness with were the best things

as if they had been accompanying each other all these years, and it felt so good to have such