The Promise of Happiness (Natalie and Samuel) novel Chapter 770

Chapter 770 The Orphan

The two older children fled in fright when they saw Natalie coming out to stop them.

Natalie squatted beside the little mute girl instead of going after the two children. “Are you all right, child?”

The little girl slowly lowered her hands as her eyes were focused warily on Natalie.

Though her face looked a little gray from being covered in grime, her jet-black eyes were as startlingly clear as obsidian. Natalie could not help but notice that her cheekbones were unusually prominent for her age.

She’s going to be a beauty when she grows up. Look at me being jealous of a five-year-old little girl! She must have been picked on because of her inability to speak, and because she’s so pretty.

Natalie wanted to check if the little girl was hard of hearing. “Can you hear me?”

After a few seconds, the little girl nodded.

Natalie felt sorry that the little girl had to put on such stubborn defiance in fending for herself. Her mother would feel awful if she knew that her daughter was being bullied by the older children here.

Unable to simply abandon the child, she held out her hand. “Your face is a little dusty. Can I take you to the washroom?”

The little girl hesitated for a second before taking Natalie’s offered hand.

Delighted by the sensation of the soft little hand inside her own, Natalie gave it a reassuring little squeeze and led her to the bathroom.

First, Natalie guided the girl to wash her hands with soap while she dabbed her face with a moistened piece of tissue from her pocket.

The whole operation was carried out with great care.

The little girl stood still and allowed Natalie to wipe her face, but the piercing pair of black eyes never left her. Natalie’s maternal instinct reminded the girl forcibly of her own deceased mother.

Natalie did not notice the girl’s start of surprise as she wiped her face clean.

“All done!”

“T-thank you,” the little girl stammered.

“You can talk?” Natalie’s eyes widened in shock. “Why do they say you are mute?”

“I don’t want to talk to them,” the girl said softly. “They would pick on me even if I did. Ever since Mommy left, no one would protect me.”