Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 517

Chapter 517

Sarah quickly grabbed the teenage girl’s hand to stop her. Her heart twinged

with pain as she took in the girl’s foolish grin and unusual behavior.

As a highly–educated woman, she had enough knowledge to discern that

the teenage girl seemed to have turned into this state after suffering some

kind of trauma.

“Don’t! Don’t take my cabbage!”

As Sarah was holding the teenage girl’s wrist, the teenage girl thought Sarah

wanted to take her cabbage away, so she immediately struggled and

backed away.

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At last, Sarah realized that the item the girl was fiercely protective of was

nothing more than a head of cabbage. This time, her heart squeezed even

more painfully.

She’s so pitiful! So many young girls out there are so picky with their food.

They don’t even want to eat their vegetables, but for this girl, a head of

cabbage is something she has to defend with her life.

“Where do you live? I’ll take you home!”

Sarah decided to make sure the girl got home safely.

However, the girl simply gave her a glassy–eyed stare and a silly grin. “My

home? My home’s not here. Hehe… My home is far away in the mountains

somewhere!”

“Miss Sarah, I think she’s a little mentally challenged,” Suri came over and

commented.

Sarah sighed and took out some tissue to wipe the dried blood off the

teenage girl.

Then, she took out a comb to tackle the girl’s unkempt hair.

Her gentleness finally made the teenage girl relax. The latter even began to

like her.

Sarah smiled and asked, “You’re hungry, right? I’ll give you something to eat,

okay?”

She had Suri take out some chocolates and buns from their bag and hand it

over to the teenage girl.

“Oh! It’s yummy! So yummy…” The girl squealed with excitement as she ate

everything.

She had the innocent excitement of a child.

“Can you show me where you stay?”

Sarah was determined to take the girl home. It felt too dangerous to let the

girl go home alone.

However, Suri couldn’t help but remind Sarah, “Miss Sarah, didn’t you come

here to look for something? Let’s not waste any more time. The sooner we

replace it, the sooner we can head back. I’m worried that it won’t be safe here if

we stay too long!”

Who knew what kind of dangers were lurking in the depths of a remote place

like Eastern Star Mountain?

However, Sarah’s mind was made up. “We can’t just abandon her now. If we

take her home, we can also ask for directions!”

Suri had no choice but to nod and do as Sarah said.

Although the teenage girl was mentally challenged, she did know her way

home.

Soon, they arrived at the entrance to a village. There was a signboard that

said ‘West Shelter Village‘.

The village looked like a mess with rubbish piled all over the place. The

unbearable stench clung in the air.

Sarah felt her stomach churning. She could barely stand the smell.

After going down a few narrow lanes and making several turns, they finally

arrived at the teenage girl’s house.

It was a dilapidated hut made of mud bricks.

Though it could not be compared to the houses in the city, it wasn’t the

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shabbiest of houses in these sorts of impoverished villages.

“Amy? Is that you?”

Upon hearing the noises outside, someone inside the hut let out a weak

croak.

Sarah followed Amy into the house and saw a sickly–looking middle–aged

woman who was lying on a damp blanket with her eyes half–closed. She

looked severely ill.

This is hell on earth!

The two women’s destitute state made Sarah’s heart ache with pain.

“Who… are you?”

The sickly woman was shocked to see Sarah.

Why would an

angel show up at our shabby little house?