All Out Of Love

Sven noticed that his father had called himself "me".

Sven opened his mouth slightly but said nothing. He was waiting for Carlos to go on.

"Your daddy is one of my best friends. He helped me a lot, and even died because of me. "

"Dad Do you look after me for him? " Sven asked blankly.

Carlos nodded.

It was a complex story, but it was not necessary to tell it to Sven.

Sven was in a daze for a while. It seemed that he was understanding what Carlos meant.

After a long while, Sven raised his head and looked at Carlos intently. He asked, "Daddy, did Sven do something wrong again? So..."

Carlos reached out his hand, put it on Sven's, shook his head seriously and interrupted him.

The emotion in Sven's eyes changed dramatically. He pulled his hand out of Carlos' and shook his head excitedly.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Daddy, Mommy, you must be lying! "

He didn't know if what Carlos said was true, but he realized why Carlos said that all of a sudden.

"Daddy, is it because you don't want Sven anymore?"

Carlos' heart broke as he saw Sven's tears streaming down.

"Sven, although I'm not your biological father, if you are willing to stay with me and get along well with Celia, I will continue to take care of you like your biological father."

If so, that would be the best result.

He still couldn't rest assured to set a good relationship with Ashley. After all, she had always treated the kids as a tool to achieve her goal.

"No way! I don't want that bad woman! I only want my daddy and Mommy! "

Sven was so excited that he pushed his wheelchair to keep a distance from Carlos. His face was full of tears.

Carlos' face fell. He explained, "Don't worry. Your mother and I have never gotten married. Celia is not a bad woman who would destroy other people's family. She is my only wife. Maybe it's too cruel for you, but you have to accept this fact. "

If Sven couldn't accept this, how could he get along well with Celia?

Carlos had wanted to talk to Sven in a roundabout way, but he found that the child looked like his mother.

self deceiving, unwilling to face

fear and apprehension of losing Celia in the hospital this afternoon, he clearly knew that compared with the guilt of the whole life, the

couldn't protect both of them, he

that bad woman and her baby, so you don't

stubborn to get away

Celia, I can promise that we will treat you the way we treat

said, "no, I don't want to do

It seemed that he was going to leave

the

looked around the ward blankly, then his eyes fell on the bright silver fruit knife on the dining

intention. He squinted

wheelchair and the dinner table was a little high.

hands, but it was still out

towards them and stood in front

covered his shadow.

felt a chill from

big palm on the knife handle and lowered his head to look at him. His face was cold and distant. "Sven, if you want to threaten me with your life as long

said. He turned around and silently reached for the knife handle,

he was saying, "if you want to die, I'll give you the

Carlos in disbelief and forgot

the knife handle. Before long, Carlos turned around and left

and the fruit knife fell to the ground. The little boy

refrained from turning

and felt relieved when he heard the sound of

child killing himself in front of his eyes, but he

encounter a lot

be ruined even if it was

the door,

crossed her delicate face. Her watery eyes became clear and clear, with a layer of bleak mist

"Carlos..."

and wanted to grab Carlos' hand, but she lowered her head

"Go and comfort him!"

planned to walk past her

stopped in front of him. She looked up at him with pleading eyes

just now. As long as he is willing to get along well with Celia, I can continue to look after him. Of course, under the

said the last sentence in her mind, 'you, I never

a dagger stabbing her heart fiercely.

never been gentle to her