When the Book-Traveling Girl Meets the Reborn Girl
The Family 601
Chapter 601 Back Into the Wolf’s Den
She was soaked to the bone, shivering from the cold.
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The world outside was unfamiliar and deste. With nowhere else to go, she took shelter under a bridge to rest and escape the rain.
Exhausted and freezing, Jean’s vision was hazy.
She bit her lip and forced herself to stay awake.
Because if she fell asleep now, she might never wake up again.
After surviving the first night, Jean had no choice but to search for food the next day.
She had no money. Nothing at all.
iThe /ipeople she passed on the street moved briskly, faces hurried and indifferent. She hesitated for a long time but couldn’t bring herself to ask anyone for help.
Eventually, she spotted a pack of stray dogs in a corner.
They were swarming a few dumplings on the ground, ready to tear them apart.
Jean bit her lip. After a moment of inner struggle, she rushed forward, snatched one dumpling right from under the dogs‘ noses, and bolted.
She had no idea how long she ran before stopping. She ducked into a corner, devouring the hard–won dumpling like a starving animal.
She never imagined she’d fall so low that she’d be fighting dogs for food.
But really, was there much difference?
From the day she was born, she’d been living like a dog…
Thinking of the pack of pups she just stole from, all she could do was apologize silently in her heart.
She had to survive.
Someday, when she had enough, she would make sure to feed the strays–feed them plenty.
That single dumpling eased her desperation a little, but her life was still bleak.
Wandering aimlessly through the streets, she suddenly felt lost.
How was she supposed to build a stable life and survive in the long run…?
In the end, Jean copsed from hunger. Her vision went ck, and she fell to the ground.
When she came to, she found herself lying on a wire–frame bed.
“You’re awake?”
In front of her was a woman with a face full of wrinkles.
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Chapter 601 Back Into the Wolf’s Den
Her skin was dark and yellowed–clearly weathered by the sun and wind.
Jean stared at her in a daze, unable to find the words.
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But the woman looked at her gently. “Poor child… From now on, you’ll stay with me. Just rest. Don’t overthink things.”
Luck hade sooner than Jean expected.
She’d been taken in.
The woman who adopted her was named Spring. She had a husband–a drunkard and a gambling addict.
They’d been married for years but never had any children.
Spring was only in her thirties, but she looked like she was in her forties or fifties.
Her husband, a useless drunk who spent all day gambling, had racked up heavy debts. Every burden in their household fell on her shoulders.
She worked at a breakfast stall in the morning, washed dishes in the afternoon, and when she had time iat /inight, she sold goods on the street.
It was during one of those street vending nights that she found Jean.
Spring was a good person–but her husband, Wendle, was not.
Besides drinking and gambling, he was violent.
Wendle had no mercy when he beat his wife.
Jean had seen it more than once–Wendle, drunk out of his mind,shing out like a madman at Spring.
At first, Jean was terrified. All she could do was shrink into a corner, too scared to make a sound.
Butter, she couldn’t bear to watch any longer. She rushed out and stood between them, shielding Spring from the blows.
That was when Wendle, who rarely stayed home and only returned to cause drunken chaos, finally noticed a stranger living in his house.
Furious, he tried to hit Jean too. Spring jumped in to protect her, and they both ended up badly beaten.
Jean never imagined that after wing her way out of the orphanage’s pit, she’d fall straight into another terrifying wolf’s den.
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