My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1400

I was stunned and a little upset. What kind of family would make a five-year-old child want to leave voluntarily without any hesitation?

"Let's go!" I said, leaving Bobbie and the couple to talk while I took Abby and headed to the place where we left the car.

The road going down the mountain was still very difficult to walk, but because we were going home, it felt easier to walk on the same road. Upon reaching the car, Sheridan opened the trunk and took out all the things we bought on our way here. After giving some of it to Abby, he turned to look at the girls who followed us down.

I froze. In the eyes of these girls, I saw envy and sadness toward Abby's leaving. Sheridan gave the rest of the things to the children. He was a quiet person and did not say anything. After this, he got in the car.

Bobbie, who followed us down, looked at the things in the hands of the girls. He didn't say much, but only glanced at me and said meaningfully, "It's useless. In this world, only you can change your own fate. Let's go, we need to hurry back to Asherton."

Abby and I sat in the back of the car. It seemed that this was the first time Abby was taking a car ride. She was a little excited and couldn't stop looking out of the window at the scenery. Although she did not say a word, I could tell that she was very happy from the smile on her lips.

I could clearly hear her breathe a sigh of relief after the car completely left the village.

I couldn't describe how I felt when a five-year-old child did not break down or feel sad when she left her parents. Instead, she felt relaxed. It was really not a good feeling.

There was finally a signal on my phone once the car entered the highway. Hendrix had sent me countless messages, asking me where I was and what I was doing.

I called him back, and as soon as the phone rang, he answered it. Obviously, he was worried about me. "Why can't I get through your phone for the whole night? Who did you go with? Where are you now?"

I answered his questions one after another. I glanced at Abby who had fallen asleep beside me. I didn't know what to say for a moment. After hesitating, I told him, "Hendrix, I found a child. She is a perfect match for Anne, but she is only five years old."

The other end was silent. I was a little flustered and quickly said, "It's not what you think. I didn't do anything illegal. I brought her back temporarily, without thinking of doing anything. Don't think too much. I'll tell you everything in detail after I get back, okay?"

After all, she was a healthy child. I knew that he would not agree to destroy the life of a five-year-old child. Firstly, it was because of his moral values that prevented him from doing so. Secondly, even if Abby was a perfect match for Anne, the harm that the operation will cause to her body in the future was unpredictable. After all, she was still young and her body was still developing. If she went through with the operation, it was likely to bring irreparable damage to her body.

From yesterday until now, I had not refused to take Abby away with me. It was because everything I saw had changed my perspective of life. It might be better for Abby to come along with Hendrix and I. Even if it would be inconvenient for us to raise her, it would still be better for her to stay in an orphanage than in her own village, so I chose to bring her back with me.

I didn't know whether what I did was right or wrong. I couldn't save Susan, but I had a chance to take Abby away and give her a better life.