Chapter 4

I seriously considered Mark's question.

If we left Ruby here now, and someone else took her, then another kind soul would suffer.

But that possibility was low. After all, no one wants an extra child they know nothing about; who knows if she has any diseases?

Besides, Ruby's face was disfigured by her cleft lip, and she had a persistent fever.

No one would willingly bring such trouble home.

But letting her freeze to death in this snow? That would be too easy for her.

I couldn't let go of the grievances from my past life, yet my tormentor was just an innocent infant.

Even if I got my revenge, she wouldn't even know it.

After careful consideration, I thought of a good place for her.

"Honey, let's take her to the orphanage."

A flicker of hatred flashed in my eyes.

Ruby once told me, playing on my sympathies, that if Mark and I hadn't taken her in, she'd have been stuck in the hell of the orphanage.

She claimed to be incredibly grateful that Mark and I had saved her from that hell.

This time, I didn't need her "gratitude." I just wanted to send her back to where she belonged.

Ruby was still crying, gasping for breath.

Mark, seeing her pitiful state, wavered slightly. "Honey, she's crying so pitifully. Maybe we could..."

I naturally wouldn't let him change his mind. I cut him off directly.

"Honey, there are too many unfortunate people in the world. We're just ordinary people; we can't save them all."

"Taking her to the orphanage out of goodwill is also a kind act."

Mark could only nod in agreement.