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    Mnie’s words stoned Dn as she rugged at Pachie’s clothing ufortably, Observing her, Mnie parsed her sand and TONIN PANT


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


    Dn 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”


    Mnie frowned, staring at her intently “Did he make you give him the money, or did you do it ????????????


    Dn closed her eyes in difficulty, and after a <b>moment</b>, she strained her neck to say, “Peachie is still


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


    Sensing her mother’s emotional struggle, Peachie <b>started </b>crying. Dn wiped her eyes andforted


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    When Peachie finally stopped crying, she looked at Mnie but quickly turned away after a nce.


    Mnie had been observing her expressions and hade up with a fairly urate guess. Just as she was about to get straight to the <b>point</b>, Dn’s phone rang.


    Her phone was an unknown brand and had a cracked screen. Upon answering the call, a man’s voice roared angrily over the phone. “Where the hell are you? I’m starving to death. Did you take that waste -of–money brat out to burn cash again?”


    His voice was so loud over the phone that Mnie caught every word he said. Dn looked embarrassed and quickly covered the phone with her hand, whispering, “George, Peachie is your daughter!”


    The man, however, became even more furious upon hearing that. “I don’t have a money–wasting daughter like that! Hurry up and get back here! Don’t dy my afternoon shift!”


    Dn’s expression changed at that demand. “Are you going to gamble again? Peachie needs to get an injection next week!”


    George had already hung up the phone <i>by </i>then, leaving Dn pale–looking as she buried her face into Peachie’s neck, her shoulders trembling.


    Peachie blinked and asked, “Mom, can I not get the injection?”


    Dn paused, then released Peachie. Wiping her face, she rubbed Peachie’s head and gently said, ” Sweetheart, why don’t you go y by the flower bed over there for a while?”


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    Peachie nodded, though a bit confused, and walked over to the designated spot.


    Dn never took her eyes off Peachie, and Mnie observed her silently. After a while, Dn finally turned to look at Mnie. Pain and struggle were an entangled mess in her eyes, but the emotions gradually calmed.


    She forced a bitter smile on her face and asked, “Mel, do you think I’m deceiving you?”


    Pursing her lips, Mnie remained silent.


    “But he wasn’t like this before. He used to be good to me and Peachie. It’s just that after Peachie got sick, he…” Dn was unable to continue and just wiped her face again.


    “He lost his job. He couldn’t find work and resorted to gambling. If I don’t give him money, he’ll get beaten to death…”


    Mnie remainedposed, her eyes devoid of any emotion. “So, you tolerate him taking Peachie’s medical expenses?”


    Dn fell silent and stopped trying to exin herself. After a moment, she rubbed her hands


    anxiously and looked up at Mnie. “Mel, I know I shouldn’t do this, but can you lend me another 5,000? Peachie needs an injection next week.”


    She raised her hand and added, “I promise, this will be a loan from you. I’ll definitely pay it back in the future.”