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.

deceiving, unwilling to face the

experiencing the fear and apprehension of losing Celia in the hospital this afternoon, he clearly knew that compared with the guilt of the whole life, the loss of Celia's and his babies was more important for

protect both of them, he

woman and her baby, so you don't want

to get away

just want to tell you that if you can accept Celia, I can promise that we will treat you the way we treat our own children.

his head and said, "no,

that he was going to

cold and solemn expression, Sven pushed the wheelchair with his little hand and

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

Sven's intention. He squinted coldly,

in a wheelchair and the dinner table

with his hands, but it was still

He slowly walked towards them and stood in front of

his shadow. He raised his head

Carlos' face clearly, but felt a chill from Carlos, making him

his head to look at him. His face was cold

turned around and silently reached for the knife handle, staring at Sven without saying a

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

in disbelief and forgot to cry.

knife handle. Before long, Carlos turned around

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

from turning

relieved when he heard the sound of

ignore a child killing himself in front of his eyes, but

encounter a lot of problems in the future. He

ruined even if it

soon as Carlos opened the

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

"Carlos..."

voice came to Carlos' ears. Ashley raised her hand and wanted to grab Carlos' hand, but she lowered

"Go and comfort him!"

planned to walk past

pleading eyes and begged, "Carlos, I know I was wrong. Please don't leave me and Sven,

her 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

in her mind, 'you,

a dagger stabbing her heart fiercely.

to her from the