Chapter 1298: Stella's Trauma (4)

Lorenzo was so frightened by Stella that he half-bent over, eye-level with the child, not even knowing what to say. Vertex X23US "Stella ...... Don't talk nonsense......"

"Why are you so good to me, what do you want, isn't that woman very bad to my mother? Shouldn't you hate me? Shouldn't you hate me? Stella grew louder and became emotional. Like before, don't you like me can't you? Right now...... I only feel guilty, I enjoy all the kindness and superiority that you and my mother have done to me, you gave me everything to make me what Stella is today, I don't know anything, how sad you and your mother were when they lost Eve, how bad your mother lost Eve, lost her grandfather, what kind of torture my mother suffered, I don't know anything...... I enjoy these, enjoy what you are good to me, enjoy all the stuff...... I don't deserve it...... Even if my mother doesn't care, but I care, I don't deserve ...... I don't deserve it at all......"

"It's none of your business." Lorenzo grabbed her hand, "It's none of your business, Stella. ”

"It's related...... It all matter, I have their blood in my body, I am a Hetai! I don't deserve anything I get at all! Eve deserves all this, not me. Can ...... now I got everything in place of Eve......" Stella's eyes were more than red, and big tears were streaming down her face.

Stella's every word was pierced in Lorenzo's heart, and Lorenzo grabbed Stella's wrist, "Don't say it again!" No more allowed! ”

"Daddy......" Stella was caught by Lorenzo. I can't tell my mother...... I don't want her to be sad, I don't want to tell Pozzi for fear he's disappointed in me...... I don't want to be the daughter of the devil......"

"No more." Lorenzo's hand loosened slightly, completely panicked, "Nonsense, no nonsense." ”

"Don't lie to me anymore, I know everything, I know everything." Stella looked willful, shook off Lorenzo's hand, and took a few steps back.

"I don't want to make you and your mother sad, but I don't want to be so sorry for you and my mother, the better you treat me, I just think I'm not worthy!" Stella suddenly had an extra dagger in his hand, "I'm sorry Dad, I wanted to quietly leave and come back for Eve, but I can't do anything, the better you treat me, the more I feel sorry for you and Mom!" I can't live...... Every day I live is guilt, it's guilt, I can't face anyone...... The better you treat me, the more sad I feel! ”

Lorenzo has always been able to speak well, but in the face of the out-of-control Stella is completely helpless, unable to even say anything, unable to do anything.

"Put it down! Stella, what are you doing! Lorenzo panicked as he saw Stramin's dangling tip pointed at her own heart.

"Today is my birthday, nineteen years ago I shouldn't have lived, you told my mother that I love her, it's me...... It shouldn't be in this world. Father...... I love you so much......" Stella's long eyelashes rolled down big tears.

Stella's dagger sank a little down, and then the dagger let go and fell into the snow, smashing a hole in the thick snow.

And then there was a crisp slap in the face.

Lorenzo had never hit her, Stella opened her eyes, stared at Lorenzo, and then cried even more aggrievedly, her little face was swollen and red, and she looked at Lorenzo in a daze.

His eyes widened, tears fell, and his voice choked, "Daddy......"

Lorenzo was obviously angry with Stella, but when he saw Stella's little face turned red, he was distressed again, and he took it into his arms, angry and distressed, "I said it a long time ago, I told you the day before you went to the military academy, you are my child, the child of me and Morrow, why don't you obey?" Lorenzo was angry and distressed, he had never beaten Stella once, and he was distressed for a long time when he was hurt at all.

Stretched out his hand to cover her reddened little face, and whispered, "Did it hurt you?" ”

Stella also felt aggrieved and threw herself into Lorenzo's arms.

"I didn't raise you to die when I raised you so big. I saved your life, and my mother saved your life, how can you die so easily? You keep saying that you don't want Moro to worry, you don't want Pozzi to worry, you don't want me to be sad, but have you ever thought about whether we will be sad if you die? Lorenzo's voice was trembling, and he wouldn't shake his hands in the face of hundreds of thousands of troops, but Lorenzo's voice was shaky and hoarse, and Mo Ling's eyes were full of panicked light.

"I like Stella not because of others, not because of anything else, because Stella deserves my liking, because you are my daughter, I knew when Morrow brought you back, you know that you are a little bit in my arms, I told Moro that we are going to raise you, I don't care whose child you are. You've grown up, you're likable, you're beautiful, you're smart and well-behaved, I just hate you for not being born by me, that's all. This is true for me, and even more so for my mother! How could you not understand this? We don't care, why should you care about these things? You're going to die for something like this? You're leaving me? Leaving Mom? Leaving Pozzi? Stella grabbed his clothes and raised his face in his arms, his little face full of tears and a mess of flowers.

Lorenzo suddenly understood, why was Eliade so resistant to Moro leaving, reluctant, how could he give up his treasure and leave with the little things in his hand every day?

"Why do you want to be so clear, you and I and Moro are a family, we are a family, I even like you more than Eve, why do you want to disappoint me? Not allowed to leave, not allowed to leave for the rest of your life. ”

"I'm sorry Dad......" Stella said aggrievedly, just now she mustered up the courage to die, but now that she thinks about it, she feels scared and regrets.

"I'm sorry, that's it? Do you know how uncomfortable I am? The child I raised with great difficulty, regardless of the fact that he said suicide in front of me, is it me and Mo Luo who have failed to educate you? Have you thought about us? You only think about yourself, do you think about whether we will be sad? Won't it be sad? The more Lorenzo spoke, the more angry he became, if he hadn't stopped her, or had Stella done something impulsively in a place where no one was watching, he would have regretted it.

I was so angry that I wanted to hit her, but I was reluctant.