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    Since she was still conscious, Charmine turned around to take one string for Maurice. "Mo, you tie up


    my hands, and I''ll tie up yours."


    This was the only way to prevent anything unsavory from happening.


    "Okay."


    Maurice took the string from Charmine quickly, trying her wrists together, and Charmine did her best for


    Maurice, too.


    Following that, the two of them sat at two ends of the cave. A short whileter, their body temperature


    rose. Not wanting this to escte, Charmine piped up, "Mo, why don''t we talk to distract ourselves."


    "Okay." Maurice''s voice was gentle as always. "What would you like to talk about? I’m listening."


    Charmine fell silent for a while before asking, "Mo, how did you suffer from anorexia?"


    Maurice''s expression changed. He did not want to talk about this as this reminded him of his hurtful


    past.


    However, this was not a bad time to talk about it.


    He took a deep breath and cleared up his mind before saying, "Growing up as a child, my family was


    poor. My mother thought my father was useless, so she left us behind. Ever since then, my father


    became addicted to gambling, not caring about my livelihood. Since I was seven or eight, I''ve learned


    to take care of myself and did everything on my own. Nobody taught me how to cook, so the meals I


    cooked were terrible. Eventually, I stopped eating and hated eating. This turned into anorexia.”


    His body grew tense as he spoke, memories of his past haunting him again, could not help recalling his


    past.


    About how his parents argued and fought.


    None of them cared about him. They often locked him inside a dark room.


    He spent his childhood with these traumatic events.


    In the end, when Maurice''s mother left, even though he cried and begged her not to leave, she


    heartlessly pushed him away without even turning back...


    These memories still made him tremble in fear even after all these years.


    Charmine heard him and sympathized with him.


    So this was how Maurice grew up...yet he still grew up to be a gentle man.


    Despite being neglected at a young age, Maurice managed to move others with his gentleness.


    Maurice always had a gentle look in his eyes, but his gaze darkened as he retold his story. "Looking at


    my parents'' rtionship that crumbled, I feared marriages and families. This is why I’d never get


    married in my life.” i


    Listening to Maurice''s story, Charmine sensed that she must have grazed an old wound of his sad past.


    Sheforted him, "Don''t be too sad, Mo. Many people still love you in this world. They''re caring


    about you in ces that you can''t see. You grew up in a broken ce, but it made you who you are


    today." "Yeah," Maurice agreed, "I know."


    Despite that, his eyes glinted with an unnoticeable thirst. Even though he felt hopeless, he still wished


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    Charmine noticed the look in his eyes. She fell silent for a moment before saying, "Actually, I was


    framed by a douchebag and my sister a few years back. My family sent me away to a foreign country


    all by myself. I had depression and tried to kill myself in many instances. When I finally picked myself


    up, I met Anthony. We fell in love, and we''ve been through a lot. Now


    Charmine had a mocking look in her eyes. "I spent so long trying to open myself up for love again, and


    I ended up getting hurt terribly. He’s just like Julian: someone who''s after my assets and my looks.


    Nobody truly loves me for who I am, who loves my soul."


    Maurice gazed at her sympathetically.


    He had heard about her past but did not know how true it was. With her saying this herself, it was true


    after all.


    He could not believe how these cruel things could happen to her and how she lived through them.