Chapter 815



‘There are many unfortunate souls in the world.

The best I can advise you is to study hard and try not to put yourself down when you’re out there,’ Kallie said.

Listening intently, Jeanette’s eyes sparkled.

‘They say the same thing as my sister.

But…’ Jeanette hesitated, fiddling nervously with her clothes.

‘I don’t want to be a burden to my sister.

She already works so hard to take care of me, and now there’s an injured man she’s taking care of.

That man is quite handsome.’

Kallie let out a giggle, curious.

‘What man, your sister’s boyfriend?’

Earnestly, Jeanette replied:

‘No, he’s married and has children.

My sister insists it’s not her place to pry into his personal life.’

Kallie’s confusion increased.

‘If he has his own family, why is he staying at your house and why does your sister have to take care of him?’

Jeanette’s affection for Kallie grew as they conversed more openly.

‘My sister found him hurt and brought him home.’

A sudden feeling of worry came over Kallie.

Could this man be Jake? Still uncertain, she asked cautiously:

Exclusive chapters at gⱯlnσν𝑒ls․com ‘Did your sister bring him home? Where do they live, and why hasn’t he returned to his own home yet?’

Jeanette gave only a vague idea of where they currently lived.

It was a neighbourhood in the centre of Burmoos, far from the suburban areas.

Hearing this, Kallie thought that perhaps she was overthinking the situation.

Besides, the man Jeanette was talking about seemed to be quite lucid.

If it had been Jake, he probably would have gone straight to her, not stayed somewhere else.

Changing the subject, Kallie began to talk to Jeanette about other matters.

With three children of her own at home, Kallie was adept at communicating with young minds full of wild ideas and scattered thoughts.

Jeanette grew even fonder of Kallie, amazed at her knowledge.

‘You know so much! I didn’t know any of this.’

As they talked, Jeanette found a pen and paper in the room.

‘Can I have your contact information? I want to be able to meet you when I miss you.’

Kallie, delighted by Jeanette’s request, happily shared her phone number and address.

‘I have three children, two of them are about your age, and one is in high school.

They are all very nice.

Feel free to visit anytime.’

Jeanette accepted the paper with a smile, replying, ‘Okay.’

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