The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 477

The town wasn't large, and after a quick search, they finally spotted them at the little general store on South Street.

The two little ones were hiding on either side of the gate next to the shop, peeking inside before quickly ducking back out of sight.

“They’re definitely up to something,” Natalie said with certainty.

Penelope nodded, and just as they were about to go grab them, a man in his thirties walked out of the shop. He had barely stepped off the stoop when he slipped and fell hard on the ground.

“Ouch!” he yelped in pain.

Kristin and Hubert, who had been hiding nearby, immediately ran over to help him up, one on each side, struggling with his weight.

The man was touched. “I think I hurt my back. You two are too little to lift me. Just let me rest for a moment.”

Kristin, a chubby little girl as pink and round as a peach, sat down beside him with wide, watery eyes.

“Did you get hurt?”

The man looked at the puddle of water on the steps, puzzled. “Who would pour so much water in front of the door? It’s like they were trying to make someone fall.”

“I know, right? The person who poured the water is so mean!”

While the two of them were chatting away, Hubert had already swiped the keys hanging from the man’s belt and dashed inside.

That little boy was a menace, always climbing walls and trees. Penelope had more than once considered sending him back to the Stapleton family.

Natalie started to move forward, but Penelope held her back.

“Let’s see what they’re up to.”

A moment later, Hubert ran out, pulling a little girl with pigtails behind him.

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