The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 359

At this moment, she did not realize that she was no longer in F Country.

This was a garbage dump. The big gates were open with the lights on. Aubrey calmed down when she

saw someone was there. She immediately ran forward and shouted out, "Hello, hi!"

Before she could see the man coming out clearly, she asked a series of questions quickly, but what she

spoke was the language of F Country.

As an old and lonesome gatekeeper, this man prepared some food and wine for an enjoyable meal.

However he was suddenly startled by this strange person, as well as her weird dresses, and the

language she spoke.

"Oh, hey, who is this? Don't try to scare me!" The old man patted his heart and said angrily, preparing

to take the broom for self-protection.

Aubrey was shocked. She looked at the old man's obvious H Country-looking and the surrounding

environment, then she stammered, "Where, where is this?"

Well, subconsciously, the question was still in the F Country's language.

"What the hell is she talking about? Dressing like this at night, she must be a lunatic." The old man

muttered with a dark face. He didn't bother to look at her and hesitated to call the police.

After all, Aubrey's personal life was chaotic and it was common for her to be naked at home, no wonder

that the gatekeeper would think that way. Even though she was wearing a sling pajama outside, the

collar was so wide that it was almost half exposed, and there was nothing under the pajama.

Fortunately, it was dark and there were no others around. Otherwise, what would have happened?

Listening to the old man's muttering, Aubrey was so angry but fortunately, she regained her senses.

After a deep breath, she had a bad feeling and finally spoke in H Country's language.

"Excuse me, where is this?"

The old man waved his hand angrily, "You came here by yourself but don't know where this is? Look at

the door. Recycling station. This is a garbage dump here."

What?

Aubrey trembled in shock. No wonder that she felt a sour smell in the air. It turned out to be a recycling

station here.

She wanted to get away immediately, but there were still questions to ask. She could only stand there

stiffly.

"So, excuse me, is this... F Country?" She looked at the signs next to her, which were all in H Country's

language, and she felt a little stunned.

The old man frowned and looked at her as if she were a lunatic, "F Country? How about M Country?

Go, get out of here, go away quickly. Why did you behave like this in my place?

At this moment, he had already determined that Aubrey must be mentally ill. He felt unlucky and was in

no mood to eat or drink anything.

Aubrey gritted her teeth. She was almost certain that this was not F Country, but H Country. The

problem was... She had just fainted for a while, and when she woke up, she even did not know where

she was. This was simply unacceptable to her.

Until that moment, her mind was still in a muddle. She had no idea why the man had made her dizzy

and bring her back to H Country.

Suddenly, Aubrey got a clue, and Sheldon's face came to her mind.

She just broke up with Sheldon a few days ago, and she threatened him. Now that she had fallen to

this, could it be Sheldon that did it?

The more Aubrey thought about it, the more likely she felt it was. Her face turned livid and she wished

that she could rush to Sheldon and scratch his face with blood. But now, she didn't even know where Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

she was.

The more frustrating thing was that she didn't have any money, not even a piece of clothing that she

could wear to walk on the street. Even if she was open-minded, she had to face the situation.

If she wore this suit and walked on the street during the day, she would definitely be regarded as a

psychopath.

After thinking about it, Aubrey could only take one step forward, "Well, sir, I'm sorry. Look, I'm in a bit of

trouble. I don't have any other clothes. I don't have any money. Well, uh, can you..."

Aubrey was so embarrassed that she couldn't say the word "borrow money." How could she have

imagined that one day she would be reduced to borrowing money from an old gatekeeper of a garbage

dump?

The old man squinted at her and suspected when he saw that she spoke clearly. But there was no way

to lend her money. But the old man made his living only by this relaxing job, and there was not much

money for her.

He walked into the room and took out a set of uniforms that he had worn for work at young ages. After

all, he had no chance to wear them at this age.

After the old man threw the dusty yellow uniforms with all kinds of indelible marks into her arms, he

immediately let her leave like whisking off the flies.

"These are the only clothes I can give to you. There are no more clothes or money for you. Hurry up

and leave."

Aubrey looked at the work clothes in her hands and the old man's scornful look. She was stunned and

she nearly went mad.

In F Country, she had a thriving life and lots of intimate friends. Many people were willing to spend

money on her. How could she expect to be despised like this when she returned to H Country? It was...

annoying!

But the truth was that, however angry she was, she could only hold back her anger. Then, she clutched

her uniforms and strode out of this place.

Aubrey frowned and stood outside the dump, looking at the clothes with disgust under the street lamp.

She was so eager to throw it away as quickly as she could.

But now...

She looked at her nightgown angrily and rolled her eyes. After taking a deep breath to ease her anger.

She pinched the uniforms and sniffed carefully.

The clothes had been in the bottom of the closet for many years, so they did not smell good. The smell

was acceptable for the average person, but not for Aubrey who had been perfumed all day long.

Wearing these smelly dresses was much more unacceptable than killing her.

At this moment, she hated Sheldon so much that she made up her mind to give him a lesson when she

found him.

Aubrey resisted the terrible mood and put on the clothes nearly in a manner of self-abuse. She leaned

against the wall and retched for a while with a livid face, then she left in anger.

After walking for a long time, she finally saw a brightly lit street. Then she found a grocery store and

begged for a long time before she was allowed to make a free call in there.

Aubrey's face was white with anger and her eyes were full of violence. At this moment, she was very

glad that she remembered Sheldon's number.

Probably due to the strange number, Sheldon hung up several times. When Aubrey was about to lose

her temper, he finally answered the phone.

"Who is that? Why keep calling at midnight? Are you tired of living?" Sheldon's angry roar came over

from the phone.

Strangely, Aubrey's anger actually dissipated a little. After a deep breath, she narrowed her eyes and

gritted her teeth, "SHELDON..."

Sheldon frowned, and he felt the voice was so familiar...

"Aubrey?"

"That's right, it's me. I don't care what you're doing right now. I am on East Street. Let your staff pick me

up immediately. Right now."