"No, no, that's not it." Melinda waved her hands repeatedly. "My husband is a good man. It's just that something happened, and I don't know who I can talk to about it."
Kate took Melinda's hand. "Caitlin, you can tell me anything. Really."
Melinda hesitated, but in the end, she told Kate about what had happened to her, then watched Kate with slight nervousness.
Kate must think I'm crazy...
To her surprise, Kate pulled Melinda into a hug. "Going through something like that must have been incredibly despairing."
Melinda couldn't help hugging Kate back and burst into tears again.
She desperately needed an outlet.
After quite a while, Melinda gradually calmed down and said embarrassedly, "Sorry, Kate."
"It's okay," Kate said.
Then she complained about Melinda's husband a few times before finally asking what Melinda planned to do.
The one who opened the door was a woman in a white maid uniform. She stepped aside respectfully, her face brimming with inexplicable delight.
Winchester gritted her teeth and removed her wedding ring from her ring finger. "This is my wedding ring. I'll pawn it for 2,000 Kate. I'll redeem it someday, I promise."
It couldn't be denied that there were some noble people in the world, willing to sacrifice themselves to save others.
"Mrs. Winchester, I have a few questions that I need you to answer honestly."
"Or because if you can do it, then you must do it?"
This was the seventh time already. What kind of grudge was this?
"What about the Church? Compared to other professionals, ordinary people trust the Church more, don't they?" Asmo said.
What an old-fashioned form of address.
Winchester froze. What the hell was "young master"?
As the intercom sounded again, the iron gate clicked open.
Mrs. Owl was even more mysterious than