Chapter 1887

Lucy was smiling, but tears kept flowing down her face. Taylor could no longer stand it and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly. "No, you're not dirty. You're just sick. I'll take you to get treatment. No one will ever hurt you again. Trust me." … Upon arriving at a new place, it was necessary to build good relationships with the local powers. That evening, Chandler went out to socialize. Abigail, who didn't want to go home and quarrel with her father, stayed overnight at Helen's place. Lying in the same bed with her best friend after so many years, Abigail felt quite emotional. "No wonder I felt something different when I first saw you. It turns out that you're not Kaylee; you've always been my beloved Helen." "I was forced to; even the kids just found out the truth not long ago." Helen tucked the blanket around Abigail. When women got together, they would somehow talk about men. "Are you really going to give up on Taylor?" Helen asked. Abigail was no longer young.