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Cuport

Melanie’s words stoned Dylan as she rugged at Pachie’s clothing uncomfortably, Observing her, Melanie parsed her sand and TONIN PANT

Apart from the brus on Dylan’s face, Melanie also notio subtle bruises on Peachie’s neck that weronealed by her coller

Dylan Bhatially descared to spend, but seeing Puchie’s pleading eyes, she could not help the tears that sreed welling up ber eyes She rubbed her eyes hastily with her sleeve and said, “He doesn’t do it often. It’s tst that he was drunk the other day and shoved me”

Melanie frowned, staring at her intently “Did he make you give him the money, or did you do it ཎ་་།་་་་་རྩེ

Dylan closed her eyes in difficulty, and after a moment, she strained her neck to say, “Peachie is still

་ ་ ་ ་ ་ ་ ་ག་ན་ན་ན་ན་ན་ན་ས་ས་ན་་་་

Melanie watched her silently. Dylan’s ence upright posture gradually slumped, and the hand she had on the table trembled. It was as if she was suppressing immense pain.

emotional struggle, Peachie started crying. Dylan wiped her eyes and

be

she looked at Melanie but quickly

had been observing her expressions and had come up with a fairly accurate guess. Just as she was about to get straight to

voice roared angrily over the phone. “Where the hell are you? I’m starving to death. Did you take that waste

every word he said. Dylan

upon hearing that. “I don’t have a money–wasting daughter like that! Hurry up and get back

to gamble again? Peachie needs

had already hung up the phone by then, leaving Dylan pale–looking as she buried her face into Peachie’s

blinked and asked, “Mom, can I not

and gently said, ” Sweetheart, why don’t you go play by the flower

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nodded, though a bit confused, and walked over

off Peachie, and Melanie observed her silently. After a while, Dylan finally turned to look at Melanie. Pain and struggle

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