The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

Chapter 1492

Neera pursed her lips, her gaze drifting downward to land on the pair of hands that were holding hers.

Thanks to meticulous care, those hands remained fair and slender, their skin delicate. Even under the light, they emanated a lustrous glow.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and with an indifferent expression, she gently withdrew her hand.

Her hands now grasping air, Wrenn felt as if her heart was also empty, inexplicably overwhelmed by a profound sense of disappointment.

Did I fail again…

Is she still unable to accept me?

Then again, I had indeed been so foolish, committing so many extreme mistakes and even almost harming Jean. Why on earth should she forgive me?

Even she herself had not completely moved on from the regrets of the past.

She felt an intense bitterness in her heart, yet she dared not let it show on her face, fearing that Neera would be repulsed or upset if she saw it.

Therefore, she could only console herself. It’s okay. If Neera still can’t accept me, it just means I’m not doing enough yet. I just need to continue to work hard.

Even if Neera would give her the cold shoulder for the rest of her life, it didn’t matter. In any case, Wrenn would continue to give her all for her and Jean, as she always had.

From now on, no matter what happens, I will treat this girl as if she were my own daughter, doing everything in my power to protect her.

With these thoughts in mind, she took a deep breath, intending to act as if nothing had happened and instead comfort Neera.

“It’s okay. If you don’t want to talk about it now, then don’t. After all, I know that your relationship with them isn’t good, and they haven’t been good to you either. That’s all there is to it. Don’t worry; if I see them in the future, I won’t engage with them.”

After she finished speaking, she moved to get up. “You rest for a while. It’s almost dinner time. I’ll go and personally make your favorite dishes for you-”

Before she could finish her sentence, Neera suddenly spoke up. “Indeed, they were not competent adoptive parents. I can’t deny everything that happened over the years, but in my heart, they are not my family at all.”

Hearing her suddenly open up, Wrenn was first taken aback. Then she couldn’t help but reveal a look of surprise and joy, her eyes lighting up.

She sat back down, her gaze intensely fixed on Neera. In a soft voice, she asked, “Did they treat you poorly? Did they abuse you?”

While collecting her thoughts, Neera unconsciously tapped her fingers lightly on the edge of the tea table before responding.

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“I suppose so. Back then, they couldn’t afford to send me to school, so they had me work. I had to get up before dawn, carry a basket on my back, and go chop wood. After chopping wood, I had to go home and cook for the whole family. After sending my younger brother to school, I had to return home and

continue working. I had to do all sorts of work, and if I didn’t finish, I couldn’t eat. Moreover, if they thought I wasn’t doing a good job, they would either hit or scold me. I could only do my best, but even so, I couldn’t satisfy them. They would find all sorts of faults with me. I had no other choice but to endure. However, due to the long list of chores, I often missed out on hot meals. Even in winter, I had to make do with leftovers. As I hit a growth spurt, my appetite increased, but I often didn’t get enough to eat, which made me very thin, like skin and bones.

At this point, she laughed lightly, as if it was nothing. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“I still remember when the Garcia family first brought me back from the countryside. The way they looked at me was as if I were a beggar. I was dressed in tattered clothes, my face was pale, and I was thin due to malnutrition. Even the servants of the Garcia family seemed more like the masters of the house than I did. Besides that, the Garcia family all kept their distance from me, unwilling to share a meal with me at the same table, as if they were afraid I carried some contagious disease that could infect them. From a young age, I had developed the ability to read people’s faces, so I eventually stopped going downstairs for meals and ate in my room instead. Fortunately, although the Garcia family didn’t particularly like me, they never deprived me of food and even allowed me to attend school. Gradually, I began to feel more like a human being.”

Pausing to take a breath, she continued, “Later on, I was set up by Roxanne. Deemed useless, I was once again driven out of the Garcia family. Pregnant and alone with nowhere to turn, the only place I could think of was that humble dwelling in the countryside that I could hardly call home. Even if it meant endless chores, even if I couldn’t have a warm meal, even if I couldn’t get enough to eat, at least it was a place that could shelter me from the wind and rain. Even if it was a dilapidated little wooden hut with a hard bed, it was enough. But my hopes were dashed. They refused to accept me, thinking I was carrying an illegitimate child and would become a burden to them. They begrudged even giving me a meal, let alone supporting a pregnant woman like me. They didn’t even let me in the house; they just drove me out. I often think if it wasn’t for Wilfrid running out to question me, secretly giving me his

pocket money so I could stay in a small hotel for a night or two, I might not have been able to hold on until Aunt Adriana came to find me. I still remember when she finally found me, she couldn’t help but cry when she saw how pitiful I looked. She hugged me without any hint of disgust, continuously whispering apologies in my ear for being too late, that she should have come back to take me away sooner. That was the first time I ever felt the warmth of family love. It was as hot as the tears my aunt shed on my neck.”

She revealed another smile. This time, it was a smile that came from the heart. endure. However, due to the long list of chores, I often missed out on hot meals. Even in winter, I had to make do with leftovers. As I hit a growth spurt, my appetite increased, but I often didn’t get enough to eat, which made me very thin, like skin and bones.

At this point, she laughed lightly, as if it was nothing.

“I still remember when the Garcia family first brought me back from the countryside. The way they looked at me was as if I were a beggar. I was dressed in tattered clothes, my face was pale, and I was thin due to malnutrition. Even the servants of the Garcia family seemed more like the masters of the house than I did. Besides that, the Garcia family all kept their distance from me, unwilling to share a meal with me at the same table, as if they were afraid I carried some contagious disease that could infect them. From a young age, I had developed the ability to read people’s faces, so I eventually stopped going downstairs for meals and ate in my room instead. Fortunately, although the Garcia family didn’t particularly like me, they never deprived me of food and even allowed me to attend school. Gradually, I began to feel more like a human being.”

Pausing to take a breath, she continued, “Later on, I was set up by Roxanne. Deemed useless, I was once again driven out of the Garcia family. Pregnant and alone with nowhere to turn, the only place I could think of was that humble dwelling in the countryside that I could hardly call home. Even if it meant endless chores, even if I couldn’t have a warm meal, even if I couldn’t get enough to eat, at least it was a place that could shelter me from the wind and rain. Even if it was a dilapidated little wooden hut with

a hard bed, it was enough. But my hopes were dashed. They refused to accept me, thinking I was carrying an illegitimate child and would become a burden to them. They begrudged even giving me a meal, let alone supporting a pregnant woman like me. They didn’t even let me in the house; they just drove me out. I often think if it wasn’t for Wilfrid running out to question me, secretly giving me his pocket money so I could stay in a small hotel for a night or two, I might not have been able to hold on until Aunt Adriana came to find me. I still remember when she finally found me, she couldn’t help but cry when she saw how pitiful I looked. She hugged me without any hint of disgust, continuously whispering apologies in my ear for being too late, that she should have come back to take me away sooner. That was the first time I ever felt the warmth of family love. It was as hot as the tears my aunt shed on my neck.”

She revealed another smile. This time, it was a smile that came from the heart.

“Later, I followed Aunt Adriana abroad and began to live a life of luxury, a drastic change from my past. My aunt, both materially and spiritually, made me experience true abundance. She treated me almost like her own daughter, spoiling me with all she had. Under her and my teacher’s careful guidance, I made rapid progress. In just a few years, I was able to stand on my own. The first sum of money I earned, I gave it all to Maggie and Nigel. Even though I had suffered greatly at their hands, I knew that without them, I might not have had the chance to survive. I held no gratitude toward them, but neither did I harbor much resentment. I consider that money as my way of repaying them for raising me back then. In truth, that sum of money was enough for them to live comfortably for the rest of their lives. However, I ended up sending them a few more payments. Not for any other reason but to give myself some peace of mind. I wanted to sever all ties with them, yet I was afraid they might pester

which is why I did what I did. But in the end, I underestimated their greed and the insatiable. nature of human desire. They were like a bottomless pit. No matter how much I gave, it was never enough for them. It felt as though I’d suddenly become their cash machine, someone they could reach out to for money whenever they wanted, and I had to comply without question. Otherwise, I’d be seen as an

ungrateful, conscienceless ingrate. At first, this upset me. Eventually, I came to understand that I shouldn’t punish myself for others’ mistakes. Later on, I completely cut off contact with them and changed my number. It wasn’t until I had a falling out with Jean that they found me again. They probably saw the news and found out about my current lifestyle, and that’s why they started getting ideas again.”