Chapter 9
This shameless behavior made me feel deeply insulted.
Is this treating me like a garbage dump?
It was disgusting.
I blocked all the contact information of everyone in that family.
Without their harassment, my world was peaceful.
I thought I would never have any relationship with them again.
But when I returned to my country to participate in a charity event, after the event ended and I went to have dinner with the organizers,
I unexpectedly ran into Eliza at the restaurant.
She was accompanied by a child, with a man beside her.
Eliza was somewhat timid, as if she was a little afraid of the man in front of her.
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I just glanced at it and pretended not to see it, then I took the menu and ordered.
Suddenly, a piercing cry of children broke out.
I furrowed and turned my head to look back.
It was indeed Eliza’s table.
The child was crying loudly, while Eliza knelt on the ground anxiously, continuously pouring water onto the child’s arms.
The child’s arm seemed to have been burned, it was all red.
The man lacked patience and shouted fiercely, “Why are you crying? If you cry again, get out!”
Eliza had a face full of anger but dared not speak, so she could only constantly comfort the poor little children.
I had heard before that Eliza, after leaving the Tischer family, married a contractor out of necessity, taking her children with her.
This is what it used to be.
Unfortunately, he didn’t seem like a good person.
I heard that whenever the contractor was slightly displeased, he would physically abuse the mother and her son.
I couldn’t bear to watch anymore, so I walked away.
I took out a tube of toothpaste from the bag and handed it to Eliza, saying, “You can use toothpaste to relieve a burn first, but if it’s severe, you still need to go to the hospital.‘
Eliza looked up at me in surprise, unable to find the words to say.
Maybe she didn’t expect that I wasn’t just laughing at the joke, but extending a helping hand.
The man saw me coming over and had an impatient look on his face, saying, “Don’t meddle in other people’s business.
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I sneered and looked at that pig–faced person, saying, “Article 13 of the National Domestic Violence Prevention Act stipulates that individuals and organizations have the right to promptly intervene in ongoing incidents of domestic violence.”
“Do you need me to call the police?”
The man obviously hadn’t read any books and was intimidated by me.
He stuttered for a moment before nervously saying, “I didn’t hit him…
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Both Eliza and the children had numerous bruises on their exposed skin, not to mention underneath their clothes.
There were also children with obvious fearful expressions in their eyes.
I didn’t believe a single word of what he said.
The man glanced again at Eliza and the child, as well as at me, who was arguing with reason.
He snorted coldly and stood up, leaving.
I also no longer paid attention to Eliza’s gaze behind me, and turned back to my original seat at the dining table.
After finishing the meal, Eliza’s figure had already disappeared.
I suppose you took the child to see the doctor, didn’t you?
I shook my head, perhaps this was my last bit of kindness towards her.
After all, children were innocent.
And Triston, too, disappeared from my world.
Later, I heard from a mutual friend that he had sought medical help everywhere but to no
Former friends also kept their distance from him, avoiding him at all costs.
He had a lot of disgusting pimples on his face and body.
He despised himself to the extreme, to the point where he was too afraid to leave the house.
avail.
