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Chapter 932: If two people are judged

He seemed to be too casual, not formal at all, not at all manly, his hair was so soft, and his skin was too white. He was determined to change all this, to become a real man, and he must not go on like this.

Stella was stunned, "Brother Andy, I'm still young, I'm afraid that my parents haven't gotten enough joy from their knees, and I don't want to marry easily." And it's a funeral, and you're not polite to Aunt Dotty like that. ”

Andrew saw that Stella was really serious, and he couldn't say a word, so he froze in place.

Alfonso felt super good when he saw Andrew's deflated appearance, and "naturally" took Stella's hand and looked at his watch, "It's almost time for the funeral, we have to send my aunt on the last ride, let's stand forward." Then he raised his hand to straighten the veil that had fallen off some of Stella's face from wiping tears.

Stella nodded, following Alfonso to the station, leaving Andrew alone in the back awkwardly.

…………………… Here comes the dividing line..................

Alector followed Ethan's side, watching Ethan usher in the send-off and respond to every dignitary, and then arrange everything for Moro, seeing Ethan's face getting worse and worse, Alector couldn't help but remind, "Take a break, your face is getting worse and worse." ”

Ethan waved his hand, his face pale, and his voice was weak, "Wait a little longer." The funeral is coming soon, and we'll go back when the funeral is over. ”

Ethan frowned, but did not escape Alecto's eyes, Alector stared at him, glancing at where Moro was just now, "Don't you want her to know?" If you work like this, you will soon get sick. ”

Ethan nodded, "Okay, listen to you." ”

Alecto found a seat, then said to Ethan, "Wait a minute, I'll get you a cup of blood to drink." ”

Ethan was already a little weak, "Okay, go to the back of the auditorium, there's a small cooking table there, there should be blood there." ”

Alector nodded, and quickly made his way through the crowd towards the back of the auditorium, where Alector found the table full of blood, took a glass of blood, and was about to leave when he heard a sob.

It's a funeral, and it's not surprising that someone cries.

It's also because it's a funeral, it's strange that someone would cry so sincerely.

But the sobbing was almost bloody, and anyone who heard it felt a piercing feeling.

Alector had never moved forward on anything that had nothing to do with him, but this time he walked towards the voice as if by magic.

"Mention more...... I'm sorry...... I can't do anything...... I can't even be sad now......" Alector approached step by step, listening to the voice she could already guess who it was, but she still couldn't stop approaching. "Mention more...... I never thought you would be so ......

That kind of powerlessness is like the kind of flowing water just now.

Alector couldn't believe her eyes, Moro leaned behind a pillar, her meticulous hair just now became messy and even a few of them were wet with tears and stuck to her face, the expression on her face revealed extreme pain, her eyes turned blood-red all around, and her whole face seemed to be a cup of blood dripping from the surface of a lake that had been broken, and it was turned upside down and painful. What kind of mood did she usher in, she didn't even have a place to tell her grief, she couldn't tell it, she could only bear her grief after others.

Tears and blood stained her makeup, and a dry sound came from her throat, and Alecto couldn't believe that this was Moro Ales, who seemed to have no emotion in front of him.

"Mention more...... I'm sorry...... Mention more ...... You're right, I'm a useless person, I can't protect you, you shouldn't be with me......" She sobbed, sentence after sentence on the tip of Alecto's heart next to her, as if she was in the same breath as Moro, and she hurt and she hurt.

How much pain she had, how desperate she was, she hadn't seen her stand with Morrow, but she remembered Dolores mentioning Morrow, worried about her child, and wanted her to name her child.

She didn't know what was wrong, she felt the same grief as she felt, she remembered that night the Attorney General's wife lay beside her and told her how happy my good friend was, her countenance was so serene and happy that people were so envious and unjealous, she also remembered the appearance of the Attorney General's wife holding her belly in anticipation of the birth of the child, the Attorney Chancellor half-kneeling on the ground listening to the child's voice and naming the child, but it had only been a few months and now everything was gone.

Happiness is gone, every time the people left think of the happiness of the past, it is another kind of pain, this pain is difficult to bear until death, she is ignorant of these things of life and death, Adler died She is not too sad, the father who has never met, but can bring a little heartache, and that heartache is that she is thinking, if her father is in her, will she not suffer so much?

Her eyes turned red, and she couldn't help but approach Morrow, who stood in front of the embarrassed Morrow, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.

Moro looked up her arm a little bit along the position of the handkerchief, and she looked up feebly and saw a small face from Alecto, although it was cold and expressionless.

She took Alexto's handkerchief, quickly wiped her tears, and then staggered to her feet with her hands on the pillar, her voice still hoarse, "Thank you, Alec." ”

Alector seemed to have laid down some burden, as if she had come to hand over the handkerchief, and left without any waves, without saying a word.

Back in the main hall again, Ethan was not sitting properly but talking to a guest, and Alecto walked up to Ethan with blood in his hand, and said in his ear as if half-complaining, "Aren't you sitting properly?" Why did you stand up again, aren't you tired? ”

Alector handed him the blood, "Drink it." ”

Alector was saying that Stella saw Ethan and pounced, and then Stella saw Alector and was slightly surprised, "Alec! What are you doing here? ”

Ethan took the hands of the two children, "Alecto came to take care of me during the holidays, did you two quarrel when you live together?" Have you ever bullied Alecto? ”

Stella pursed her lips, "Ethan, you're turning to Alec so quickly, you don't miss me at all, I'm so sad, am I still your baby?" ”

Ethan touched her head, "Yes, especially our Highness Stella, of course you are my baby, and so is your mother." ”