novelraw Chapter 434 Anyway, that guy is no good; it’s good that Delphine has given up hope.
Chapter 434 Anyway, that guy is no good; it’s good that Delphine has given up hope.
Leah nodded lazily and said, "Deduct it from the meal costs. If the dishes are delicious, Casimir Shaw’s tuition fees can also be covered."
Leah pondered for a moment. This man in a wheelchair did seem quite pitiable. She had learned some martial arts while staying with Griffith Squire, so she wasn’t afraid of him harboring ill intentions. Supporting a man and a child? Not a problem at all.
The man’s gaze flickered for a moment, his handsome and chiseled face revealing a hint of hesitation before he stiffly said, "Then the food you cook, you have to eat it too. If you don’t, we’ll leave."
It was entirely the demeanor of someone unwilling to accept charity, full of pride and dignity.
"Alright." Leah casually nodded, then picked up a bag of snacks, held the little boy by the hand, and opened the door to enter the house.
Casimir Shaw, seeing the task was completed, happily ran inside and clung to Leah, calling her "Mommy" on the left and "Mommy" on the right, showering her with all kinds of playful affection and cute antics.
When Delphine’s call came through, Leah was startled by the choked sobs on the other end of the line. Over the years, no matter how bitter or tough things got, Delphine had rarely cried.
"I’ll be right there, don’t cry," Leah hurriedly grabbed her bag and was ready to leave when she noticed the two men, one big and one small, staring at her in perfect unison, like a pair of abandoned puppies. She felt a headache coming on and said softly, "I have something to handle outside. I’ll be back for dinner."
The duo finally broke into satisfied smiles.
In a rush, Leah arrived at the hospital. Delphine was sitting by the window, motionless, staring out at the sky.
Leah felt a pang of anxiety. She walked over, took Delphine’s hand in hers, and gently asked, "What’s wrong, Delphine?"
Delphine, who had managed to control her emotions, looked no worse for wear except for her severely swollen eyes. She buried her head into Leah’s soft stomach, shook her head, but couldn’t bring herself to say a word.
Leah grabbed a tissue from the side and carefully wiped Delphine’s red and swollen eyes, fuming, "Was it that bastard Ignatius Leclair again? I’ll go find him."
Delphine reached out and grabbed her hand, her voice hoarse and rasping, "Leah, don’t."
"Last year, when I was almost assaulted in Vancouver and ended up injuring the man and going to prison, it was him who sent people to bail me out," she said in a tremulous voice, laced with sorrow. "He lied to me, saying Little Zheng had fallen gravely ill and would die if I didn’t return. Leah, tell me, just how much hate must a person harbor to do so many terrible things?"
It was the first time Leah had heard Delphine mention the incident in Vancouver. She felt both furious and anxious, exclaiming, "Why didn’t you call us when that happened? And what was your life like during those years? You’ve never told us. Also, is Ignatius Leclair mentally ill or something?"
Delphine closed her eyes wearily. Those five years, which she never spoke of, were filled with severe depression. Most of the time, she lived in a fog, drifting from place to place. When she was hungry, she ate; when she had no money, she earned some. She had been living purely on autopilot and couldn’t even remember much of it herself.
Such a dark and dismal five years, and that man had seen it all. Seeing her on the brink of imprisonment, about to be tormented to death behind bars, he had stepped in.
A heart—how could it be so cold?
"By the way, how did you find out?" Leah asked cautiously.
"That lawyer, the one who bailed me out back then, is one of Ignatius Leclair’s men. For the case with the Cloud Family this time, Ignatius transferred him to Nanyang," Delphine softly replied.
Leah’s intuition told her something was off. Someone like Ignatius Leclair, whose mind was as deep and impenetrable as the sea, wouldn’t accidentally expose his own lies after pulling off such a deception. Leah narrowed her peach-shaped eyes. Whatever the case, that scoundrel was no good. It might be for the best if Delphine gave up on him completely.