The Abandoned Wife novel Chapter 4

The same thought popped up in Roxanne's mind. Is this little girl a mute?

Her sympathy for the little girl increased. In a gentle voice, she asked, “Can you give me your hand?”

With that, she stretched her hand outward.

Despite staring at her timidly, the little girl seemed to be less rigid after hearing her words.

Roxanne waited patiently for the little girl to accept her hand.

After a long hesitation, the little girl finally reached out to take Roxanne's hand cautiously.

Seeing that, Roxanne held her hand gently and helped her up. She didn't forget to check the little girl again for any injuries.

Because of her action, they got physically closer to each other.

The little girl felt soft and fluffy. She even smelled like milk.

Roxanne couldn't help but recall her daughter, who was a stillborn baby.

If she were to grow up well, she'd be around this little girl's age.

As that thought surfaced in her mind, Roxanne was overcome with heartache and regret.

As if sensing her emotions, the little girl stayed put and gazed at her quietly.

I know I shouldn't talk to strangers, but this lady is really pretty. Strangely, I feel the urge to get close to her.

At that moment, Madilyn remarked, “Oh, what an adorable young girl. She's as adorable as our boys!”

Roxanne nodded in agreement. “I believe she got lost. Let's send her to the police station and see if we can get in contact with her family.”

Right after she said that, the young girl gave her a slight tug.

Roxanne looked down in confusion.

The little girl was shaking her head profusely, her eyes turning red. She seemed like she was about to dissolve into tears any minute.

Clearly, the little girl didn't want her to do that.

Seeing the girl's distraught expression really tugged at Roxanne's heartstrings.

She had no other choice, though. If she didn't send the little girl to the police station in time, she might be accused of kidnapping the latter.

Roxanne was in a dilemma.

“All right. We don't have to go to the police station.” She squatted down and tried to negotiate with the little girl. “Do you have your parents' phone number? I can call them so they can come here to pick you up.”

The little girl stopped shaking her head, but she slumped in dejection instead.