Chapter 491

"I don't like her," I replied firmly. I didn't like Joanna, but I owed her my life. It didn't matter if she was the child who had saved me when I was young, as she had indeed met her demise because of me in my past life. Thus, in this life, I felt compelled to repay her and do everything I could to make her life better. Paul furrowed his brow in confusion and said, "You say you don't like her, but you're still going out of your way to take care of her. Is your motivation solely rooted in the possibility that she was the one who saved you when you were still a child?" I merely nodded in assent, a maelstrom of thoughts churning in my mind. It wasn't long before Joanna emerged from the restroom, and the three of us returned to the orphanage together. Upon stepping through the orphanage's gates, a group of children came running toward us and quickly surrounded us. "Why did you only come back today, Mr. Wright?" "I've missed you so much, Mr. Wright!" "How are you doing, Ms. Cole? I