Rachel was stunned.
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The indifferent look in her eyes cracked a little, but it only last for a second and she collected herself before Abby could notice.
It wasn’t exactly sympathy, but she did feel sorry for the girt.
Rachel might be born in a rich family, but Shelia herself was actually an orphan, just like Abby. She grew up in an orphanage. For as long as she could remember, she didn’t even have any recollection of what her parents looked like. In all honesty, she didn’t care about knowing her biological parents that much. But sometimes, she would rehearse in her mind what she would do if they appeared before her and told her that she was their daughter.
She’d probably ask them why they had abandoned her for so many years.
The dean of the orphanage had once told Shelia that she was left at the gates of the orphanage when she was still a baby, which meant her parents weren’t forced to abandon her; they just didn’t want her anymore.
Now that she recalled that time of her life, she didn’t feel sad about it. Those days were long gone, and she must live in the moment, as Rachel of course.
“Abby, please teach me how to bake this kind of bread when I’m free,” she said while taking another piece of bread.
Surprised, Abby raised her head and grinned.
“I would be happy to!”
“I’m a little busy these days, so I’ll probably ask you when I have more spare time on my hands. For now, you can teach me the basics.”
Actually, Rachel had never wanted to learn how to bake bread, but she was touched by how passionate Abby was about cooking.
Perhaps it was because they shared a similar fate. This encounter spurned the idea in Rachel’s head to help Abby gain some confidence in herself.
However, Shelia had never been a sentimental person. Never.
For a moment, she couldn’t tell if she was developing sentimental feelings or if she was just being affected by Rachel–this body’s original owner.
Abby nodded earnestly and told Rachel the steps to baking the bread.
In reality, Rachel wasn’t listening to Abby, but she would ask her questions from time to time, to convince her that she was listening.
After breakfast, Rachel remembered the pile of documents that Andy left her, so she went
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to the study, intending to read them.
Although she knew that she might not even understand them, at least she tried.
Before long, Andy arrived while Rachel was unsuccessfully trying to comprehend the documents.
The door of the study was open, so after knocking a couple of times,
Andy walked in.
“How are your knees?”
Upon hearing that, she glanced at her knees.
“They’re much better now. At the very least, I won’t need to sit on a wheelchair.” With a faint smile, Rachel closed the folder in her hand. All of these reports filled with a myriad of data was giving her a migraine.
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