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.

was too paranoid, self deceiving,

didn't have the heart to blame Sven. However, after experiencing the fear and apprehension of losing Celia in the hospital this afternoon, he clearly

both of them, he must give

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

to get away

promise that we will treat you the way we treat our own children. If you don't, you can go back to America with your

head and said, "no,

and stood up slowly. It seemed that he was going to leave in

at Carlos' cold and solemn expression, Sven pushed the

blankly, then his eyes fell on the bright silver fruit knife

He squinted coldly, but did

a wheelchair and the dinner table was a little high.

body with his hands, but it

slowly walked towards them and stood in front of the table.

him and totally covered his shadow. He raised his head and could

felt

and lowered his head to look at him. His face was cold and distant. "Sven, if you want to threaten me with your

knife as he said. He turned around and silently reached for the knife handle, staring at Sven without saying

you want to die, I'll

at Carlos in disbelief

knife handle. Before long, Carlos turned

to the ground. The little boy was sitting in a wheelchair, covering his face and crying bitterly.

refrained from turning around.

relieved when he heard the sound of

front of his eyes, but

encounter a lot of problems in the future. He couldn't take death as the

would be ruined

opened the

clear, with a layer of bleak

"Carlos..."

her hand and wanted to

"Go and comfort him!"

these words, he planned to walk past her

pleading eyes and begged, "Carlos, I know I was wrong.

indifferently. "You... I've never wanted you. As for Sven, I have told him 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 condition that you agree and Sven volunteered to do it.

the last sentence in her mind,

a simple sentence was like a

gentle to her from the beginning to the end.