Chapter 23

There was no need to say it again. It didn’t matter.

It would be enough for him to make up for what he owed Azalea from now on.

He didn’t have to think about others.

“Then I have to trouble you,” Azalea said, slowly turning her gaze to Gilbert.

Gilbert responded, and he walked out in front of her.

“Silly girl, I have bothered you for two years.” He sighed in her mind. It is useless for me to do this for you."

“Azalea, are you a fool?” Mae was helpless.

“Help him get into the car if he sends you. How could this be better than riding your scooter?”

Mae looked at Azalea and said in an angry voice.

“He wants to do something for me,” Azalea told her mother.

“It would hurt him if I rejected him.”

Azalea changed her shoes, then turned around and walked out.

“Hum! A cripple. What dignity can a lame person have?” Mae snorted and sat on the couch alone, angry.

“Don’t be so mean to Gilbert like that later,” Azalea said. “It doesn’t matter if you did it previously.” But now he has recovered. He

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