Chapter 413 Took Care Of Out Of Pity
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Cherise stood motionless by the door, unaffected by the pleas of others.
Rain poured down on the town relentlessly and mercilessly.
The water rose, reaching Cherise’s waist.
Yet, she remained on her knees, unmoving.
Jack had gathered almost every villager in town to try and convince her.
But she remained firmly rooted to the ground.
Everyone praised Cherise for being a dutiful child, one of the greatest blessings in Elvis’s life.
But Cherise knew she didn’t deserve that reputation..
Her knees had not left the ground since the rain began, and she remained as steadfast as a rock. even amidst the rumbling thunder.
Eventually, the rain stopped, but Cherise continued to kneel.
Even Damien couldn’t persuade her to stand up.
Her stubbornness was intimidating.
Dusk had fallen.
“When will you stop being so foolish?”
A cold, indifferent voice echoed from above. Cherise looked up in disbelief, “Aunt Sarah!”
‘Slap!’
Sarah slapped her across the face without hesitation.
Cherise’s head spun from the harsh blow.
She struggled to lift her head, her gaze fixed on Sarah before her.
Sarah appeared thinner and more fragile than the last time Cherise had seen her.
Sarah stood before Cherise, her gaze filled with arrogance. “I wouldn’t have known you were here if it weren’t for Mr. Lenoir. Have you lost your mind?”
Cherise stood frozen in shock, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Aunt Sarah…”
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She lunged at Sarah, her drenched b*dy wrapping around Sarah’s legs.
Sarah turned her head away, her eyes shimmering with emotion.
Nevertheless, she took a deep breath and composed herself before speaking coldly. “Who are you calling your aunt?”
“Cherise, you have your biological parents and real uncle and aunt. Elvis and I have no relation to you whatsoever.”
Cherise froze, her bloodshot eyes reflecting her conflicting emotions. “Aunt Sarah…”
“Are you
abandoning me?” Cherise asked, her voice trembling.
“Why should I keep you around?”
Sarah chuckled under her breath. “I have two sons of my own.”
“You’re just a child I took care of out of pity. You’re no different from a stray animal.”
Sarah’s gaze was cold and indifferent. “Was I wrong to abandon you when I no longer needed. you?”
“Save your tears for my funeral. Perhaps then I might appreciate them. After all, you’re such a sentimental fool.”
“Now, go live your life as you wish.”
“But Aunt Sarah…”
Tears welled up in Cherise’s eyes. “Did you remarry?” she asked, her voice trembling.
“Yes,” Sarah replied curtly.
Sarah took a deep breath and shouted, “Stop this charade! And don’t ask your husband to find me again. I just want to live my life in peace like everyone else.”
“I don’t need your pity. My new husband and I are happy.”
Cherise’s tears flowed freely. “What about Uncle Shaw?”
“That’s none of my concern.”
Sarah regained her composure, her icy glare piercing Cherise. Tm a simple, powerless woman from the countryside. I’m not capable of caring for or helping Elvis,”
“I just want to ensure my children have enough to eat.”
“If you’re dwelling on the past,”
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Her face filled with frustration, she glared at Cherise. “You should go find him.”
“He was the one who took you in and raised you. He didn’t want to let you go.”
“You should be grateful to him, not me.”
After a moment, Sarah sighed softly, saying, “Elvis is most likely still alive. If he were dead, he would have come to me in my dreams.”
“Don’t cry. Your husband is capable, and so are your biological parents.”
“With their help, you’ll be able to find him.”
