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Chapter 144: Let Go (2)

Morrow also felt that she was a little too presumptuous, and she didn't know when she had changed a little in front of Eliade, maybe it was Eliade's concern, she raised her head and smiled slightly, making Eliade suddenly return to Morrow's childhood, she was originally a laughing child, clinging to herself all day long, she had a lot of questions to ask, chasing herself all day long to ask why, now she rarely laughs, never asks why.

"Morrow, then ......" Eliad didn't know how to speak for the first time, even if he hadn't hesitated and hesitated for thousands of years, he didn't know what to say if he cared, "take care of yourself, don't get hurt easily if you're not in good health, and don't be too tired...... Always dressed so plainly, if you don't like what I bought for you, go and buy something you like, something else can't give you, then at least don't treat yourself badly. You've grown so big, I don't know what you like now, buy it yourself, if you lack money, ask Ethan, such a big demon party will never lack you a prince's degree, it seems that I treat you harshly, and you don't like jewelry like other noble ladies. ”

She raised her eyes in shock, and even reddened slightly, as if she was dreaming, the person in front of her even had a subtle illogic speech, and the person who was at a loss turned out to be Eliad, or was this her father?

She finally understood why she always felt that Eliade's whip would be harder and more painful than Dylan's, only because the person who scolded her was a father who had been so much pampered and unwilling to let her be hurt in the slightest, and that pain did not come from the pain caused by the whip, but more from the gap between heaven and hell. She chased for too long before she realized that she had just been angry for so many years. She was actually greedy for Eliade's kindness to her, and she felt that it was actually a good day, not because she didn't like Ales, but because she was afraid of pain. She was so afraid of pain that she couldn't believe that all the pain and suffering was caused by her father, who had once liked her the most, so she had desperately told herself that this person was not her father, but Lord Eliad, so life would be a little better.

She remembered what Lorenzo had said to her, and she couldn't help but feel sour.

"Your Excellency...... The clothes you gave to your subordinates, Moro liked very much, and as for the jewelry...... My subordinates have this. She lifted her bandaged hand, grabbed the necklace around her neck and raised it to show Eliade, she smiled stiffly, and looked up to see that Eliade's face was not as cold as before, even a little panicked and greedy.

She lowered her head and looked at her bandaged hands, which were sour for a moment, and she remembered a lot, in fact, Eliad was not bad to her, but was hidden many times, she didn't know how she could have become so numb, her lips seemed to be frozen and couldn't say more.

Alienation and strangeness.

Closeness and familiarity.

Fate is intertwined, why did she do this to herself when she wanted to follow Lorenzo away and fly away.

And Eliad wondered if if she hadn't been so desperate to escape if she had treated her well in the first place.

"If you like it, it's fine." Eliad patted her on the shoulder, "You don't have to sneak around when you want to go, tell me to be prepared." ”

As if nothing had happened, Moro sat on the chair and looked up at the back of Eliad walking towards the inner dormitory, and suddenly felt that it was no longer so cold and serious, and there was a little loneliness and helplessness, whether it was Lord Eliade or the leader of the Demon Party, it was the one who gave her life after all.

She sat still, as if she had been drained of all her strength, and it was too late after all.