Chapter 1777


    All the best hotels had these first aid kits, and some hotels even thoughtfully prepared condoms, so


    Jagoan quickly found a small bottle of swabbing alcohol and a pack of sterilized cotton swabs, and he


    came over with a band-aid.


    “Hold out your leg,” Jagoan said, unknowingly using amanding tone.


    The girl looked at Jagoan in confusion. She could not figure out what the man was up to.


    When she was rejected, she thought she had failed to promote herself and get any business tonight. In


    this case, she would not have any money to buy food tomorrow and would probably be hungry that day.


    However, the man did not ask her to leave but let her sit on his bed.


    What on earth was he up to?


    “Didn’t you hear me? Hold out your leg,” Jagoan repeated helplessly.


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    Jagoan could have moved forward himself, which would have worked too. After all, the positions of the


    objects were rtive. However, he would get too close to the girl in doing so.


    Jagoan did not want her to misunderstand his actions, so he asked the girl to hold her leg out.


    “Oh…” The girl replied and held her long thin leg out to Jagoan.


    When he saw her long thin leg, Jagoan’s first impression was that she was thin.


    She was too thin. It was not an overstatement to describe her leg as a rod, and Jagoan even thought


    he could hold her leg with only one hand.


    “What’s your name?” Jagoan asked.


    Hearing Jagoan’s question, the girl looked more confused as it was the first time a customer had asked


    her name when she had sold herself several times.


    It was also why the girl said her real name without thinking.


    “My name is Yvonne, Yvonne Daniels…” The girl replied.


    Jagoan nodded before unscrewing the cap of the ss bottle with alcohol in it and dipping a bit of


    alcohol with a cotton swab.


    “How old are you? You’re doing such a thing at such a young age…” Jagoan asked as he gently


    pressed an alcohol-soaked cotton swab on the girl’s knee to treat the wound.


    “I’m already 18…” The girl replied.


    Her face had aplex expression, she looked helpless as well as miserable.


    “Where are your parents? Do they know what you do?” Jagoan asked again.


    The girl finally said after a long time, “Are you checking my background? You ask so many questions.


    Do you want my service or not? I’m going to go if you don’t want it.”


    The girl regretted it as soon as she said that.


    Where can I go tonight after leaving?


    Return to that crappy home?


    My father’s still injured and lying at home. My mother is also forced to sell herself like me.


    If I went home without any ie, how can I face my father, who worked so hard to support my


    mother and me that he got injured?


    But if I don’t go home, I won’t even have a ce to stay after leaving. I can’t spend the night under a


    bridge, can I?


    That’s a homeless person’s life, and I don’t want to be one…


    “I’ll give you money…” Jagoan had fixed the wound and put on a band-aid.


    He stood up, took out ten hundred-dor bills from his wallet, and pped them onto the girl’s hand.


    Yvonne looked at Jagoan in confusion, even more confused about what he was up to.