Chapter 506: Failure (2)

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Chapter 506: Failure (2)

She didn't say that she hoped that her father would be kind to her, but she hoped that her father would let go of his past and stop torturing himself.

Mollo wrote, I fell off the horse today, and Mr. Angelek severely punished me, but the horsewhip was not as painful as my father's silver whip, but fortunately, the other training today was fine, and my father did not punish me, but it was a pity that my father's reward was used up, and tomorrow's training may be a little painful, I hope I will not be beaten.

Angelek? Who allowed them to punish her? Of course, my daughter is the only one I can punish, what kind of thing does he dare to beat my daughter?

Eliad was so enraged that she nearly threw the diary on the floor.

Eliade looked at it and felt a pain in her heart, Morrow's diary except for some training, it was saying that it hurt to be beaten, as if it didn't hurt if she wrote it, she didn't seem to have done anything in the past ten years, except for training, she was beaten.

There is also a faint disappointment, hope after disappointment, she seems to hold hope every day, she has to write in the little kindness she has for her, but the next day this hope will be completely shattered.

Flipping back further, she wrote, Roland has been very good to me, if only Roland had been by my side for the rest of his life.

So you like Roland.

Illyad couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth at this careful thought, but soon his face became cold and difficult to look at.

She's still going to grow up, she's still going to get married, wasn't her father's favorite in the past? Now it's Roland.

But after all this cruelty and punishment, how can you still like me?

I'm not my father, and you're not the little Mo I used to be. It's just that I've been dreaming about it, I've been fantasizing, and I can go back to the way it used to be.

He wanted to keep her by his side for the rest of his life, but unfortunately he knew it couldn't be.

Until the last page was the day before she went to the academy, she didn't say that she was beaten and hurt, she didn't say training, she said I was going to the academy, I don't know when I will be back, I don't know if I'm still welcome here, maybe my father won't miss me, but I will miss my father, I will also miss Ethan, if my father can forgive me next time I go home, I am willing to pay any price.

Miss me, why don't you go home? Didn't you say you'd miss me?

What you say is false, but I'm true...... Miss you, my little thing.

You have done nothing wrong, where is there to forgive and not forgive? I never blame you, it's me who never did anything wrong or wrong.

He thought about it so many times that he thought that there would always be a time when Moro would come back during the holidays, even if you would come back one day? Maybe one day she will sleep in her little bed again, curled up and talking to her father in her sleep. Maybe there will be another cup of blood on the table in the study, and I won't know who sent it. Maybe she'll pull her sleeve up and ask questions that day, and I won't blame you again this time.

It's true, Morrow.

Eliad waited year after year, but unfortunately there was no longer any place in the palace of Ales. Dylan said that she was doing well at the academy, and she would go to Cappadoci with him during the holidays, and when Dylan talked about it, he was so proud that his eyebrows were about to fly to the sky, and Eliad was faintly angry, the daughter he had raised for so many years was not as good as Dylan who took her for a few years?