Chapitre 270: 270

HE/HEROINE AND MY VILLAINESS

(TORMOIL SOIL)

The man couldn't help but be surprised and feel guilty because he had said something to a five-year-old child that could cause her even more sadness. He forgot to check the victim's family's background because he was too preoccupied with the other crimes and other issues.

The man couldn't help but sigh and cast a worried glance at the door where the five-year-old child had just exited. 

Mary went home and immediately went to cooked herself a proper food to it. But when the food already in the table waiting to be devoured. The five year old child just stare at it and don't have an appetite to eat. 

It's like all the hunger she felt has blown away by the loneliness and sorrow she felt inside her heart. She glance at the sink where her mother always rinse the ingredients of the food she want to cook, then saw a reflection of her mother smiling at her daring eyes.