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Tried 564

    <b>hapter </b><b>564 </b>


    Aubree told Bowen to drag Samuel into the <b>living </b>room <b>so </b>that Josephine could have <b>some </b><b>privacy </b><b>to </bpose herself.


    Josephine settled her <b>son </b>in the <b>room</b>, changed into a set of <b>long</b><b>–</b>sleeved <b>clothes </b>and pants<b>, </b>then <b>slowly </b>walked out. “Thank <b>you</b><b>,</b><b>” </b>she <b>said </b>softly with her head <b>bowed</b>.


    Aubree looked at her<b>, </b>feeling an ache in her <b>heart</b>. <b>After </b><b>spending </b>these <b>days </b><b>in </b>Ridgehaven <b>Town</b><b>, </b>Aubree had realized just how <b>little </b>women <b>were </b>valued here. <b>If </b>they <b>were </b>lucky <b>enough </b><b>to </b><b>have </b>a decent husband, maybe <b>they </b>could live out their <b>lives </b>in <b>peace</b>, like Jillian. But <b>most </b><b>women </b><b>here </b><b>were </b>like Josephine.


    Even if someone <b>broke </b>into a woman’s home and assaulted her in broad <b>daylight</b><b>, </b><b>no </b><b>one </b>would <b>step </b>in. If word <b>got </b>out, the <b>perpetrator </b>wouldn’t suffer any consequences<b>; </b><b>instead</b>, it would be the victim who would be shamed and med by everyone around her.


    <b>Just </b>hearing the things the <b>vigers </b>said these <b>past </b><b>few </b>days <b>was </b>enough to make Aubree’s stomach turn. She honestly couldn’t imagine how Josephine had managed to endure all these years<b>. </b>


    “If it weren’t <b>for </b><b>you</b>, <b>I </b>probably would’ve been hurt by that animal today<b>… </b><b>I </b>know you’ve heard the rumors about me in the vige<b>, </b>but none <b>of </b>them are true. They’re all lies,” Josephine <b>said </b>in a shaking voice.


    “<b>I </b>haven’t done anything wrong. Those men <b>are </b>all after something. I live at the edge of the vige and barely go out, but somehow <b>I’m </b><b>still </b>the one getting med. Why is it always my fault?” Josephine broke down<b>, </b>sobbing and cursing as she poured out all her pain and anger.


    At the age of thirty, Josephine looked <b>as </b><b>if </b>she were in her twenties. She was attractive and slender, with only her young son by her side and no man in the house <b>to </b>support her. It <b>was </b>no surprise that someone like Samuel felt emboldened enough to break in.


    Aubree didn’t know what <b>to </b>say. She wondered, This <b>was</b><b>, </b>of course<b>, </b>not Josephine’s fault. But in a ce like this, who could say that being in the wrong would ever actually be seen as wrong?


    ‘Back when I was with the Wilson family, I had suffered all kinds of abuse. But even if those things hade to light, people would only me me for being ungrateful. As for the Wilson family? What wrong had they done? They’d taken in an orphan, given her a life of luxury, and wasn’t that already a tremendous <b>act </b>of kindness<b>? </b>


    ‘It was something <b>I </b>was supposed to be grateful for my entire life.


    ‘As for all the insults, beatings, and punishments–those <b>were </b>seen as <b>“</b>lessons” meant to teach me a thing or two.


    ‘After all, <b>I </b><b>was </b><b>just </b>a girl from an orphanage, someone who had a bad reputation that needed to be disciplined.‘


    But now that Aubree was <b>on </b>equal footing with the Wilson family, people would say that it was the Wilson family who were in the wrong when they discussed matters from the <b>past</b>.


    Everyone would mock them for mistaking a fake for the <b>real </b>thing. After all, those who had the power got to decide what was right.


    Aubree shot Bowen a look, and he immediately kicked Samuel, who was sprawled on the ground. He chided, “Wow, what an eye–opener. So, the vige chief calls all the shots in Ridgehaven Town and decides what is right and wrong. And just because you’re the chief’s son, you get to act all high and mighty.


    “Let’s drag him outside and let the whole vige see what kind of trash he is. Mr. Molina’s daughter is still engaged to <b>a </b>scum like him. What a shame. Mr. Molina <b>is </b>such a good man, and he ended up with this kind of trash for a future son–inw,” Aubree chimed in.


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