I pulled out the silver thing, revealing it to be a silver flying fish necklace.

“Is something that only costs a hundred or so worthy of you to dig through the trash?” Ashton’s icy voice reached my ears.

I completely ignored him and focused on using a tissue to wipe away the cream on the necklace. His guess was spot on. The necklace was indeed not very expensive.

Back when I was fourteen years old, I was at the age where appearances were starting to matter. This was a sentiment that most girls in my class shared. Though our grasp of what construed as beauty was still shaky, a lot of them still tried to imitate the older women in their lives. It became a trend to accessorize themselves with necklaces or bracelets.

In truth, these accessories could be rather cheap. Some were maybe over ten or so, while others were a little pricier. At the time, an accessory that cost ten was already considered quite expensive to me.

Despite how much I wanted to wear such pretty things as well, I refused to ask Grandma for money to buy them. In the end, I went behind her back to work for one of our cafeteria staff. I would help him move and carry stuff, and in return, he would pay me five each time. I continued working for him for a month before an accident happened and I injured my leg. Worried that Grandma would find out, I stopped helping out.

My one month of effort led to me saving up close to two hundred. I spent a hundred buying this flying fish necklace made of pure silver while I used the leftover money to buy a belt for John and a thimble for Grandma.

Since it was my first time wearing something so expensive, I lost the necklace within a few days.

That caused me to feel I was not suited for wearing such extravagant items. To this day, I still do not wear accessories because I subconsciously feel like I am not worthy enough to do so.

I never expected that this necklace would ever be found, especially not after so many years. To say that I was delighted would be an understatement. If John actually returned this necklace to me, I wonder…

looked at the scowling Ashton. “Where’s the outer box

at my question, his

unhappy expression and searched through all the garbage bins in the villa. Finally, I spotted the box

it when Ashton seized my wrist. “You really care so much for what

bothered to explain to him. All I said

dig out the outer box and opened it. As I thought, a well-kept belt was inside there. Since he had

empty, I even went

to the cakes by the door. Fed up by that point, Ashton shoved

annoyance as I snapped impatiently, “Ashton, just go busy yourself with work or something. I’m not

“You’re not in the mood to argue with

due to his anger. I was in so much pain I could hardly

not release me, but his grip loosened slightly. “Oh,

 Infuriated at his actions, I shoved him away from me. “Ashton, these items might be trash in your eyes, but they’re incredibly precious to

on

had hidden the thimble in the cakes. I carefully washed

with a cold stare from the living room. I knew he was furious at me, so I opened my mouth to explain, “These

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