Chapter 1384: A Trip to Egypt (2)

"Keep your mouth shut, you're noisy." Eliad glanced at him, and Lorenzo knew that Eliade had never been the kind of person who was considerate or would say anything comforting and caring, and that was probably the greatest concern.

He frowned slightly, the balancer worked in his body, and he could feel the use of blood power in his body a little smoother.

Eliade just sat quietly, without saying a word, he was still much younger than Eliade, and he seemed to talk a lot, which he usually did not do.

"Your Excellency...... Want to know how I met Morrow? He opened his mouth with his eyes closed.

The long journey, the jolting of the cabin, the words of Eliad are handful.

"You want me to know how you kidnapped my daughter?" Eliad raised an eyebrow at him, thinking that Lorenzo was probably crazy to mention such a thing in front of him that annoyed him.

"Don't you want to know?" Lorenzo seems to be in a much better condition, and he dares to tease Eliade.

Eliad snorted coldly in displeasure.

Lorenzo cracked his mouth and smiled not very seriously, "The first time I saw Moro was in the alley of Mister, she beat five Xitai people by herself, she was amazing, I really can't imagine that she was only in her twenties at that time, but when I looked at her closely, I knew that she was still very young." Lorenzo closed his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth, and Eliade said to himself without answering.

"You know she's young." Eliad scolded in a low voice, his Moro was only in his twenties at that time, and he was abducted by you just after he came out of the Ales Military Academy, how old was he in a human being? Even if he couldn't replace him equally, Eliad was still so angry that he wanted to beat him.

"Maybe I'll never forget that for the rest of my life, I saw her eyes." Lorenzo was immersed in that scene.

"She's stupid and stupid but very smart, weird and weird, confusing, easy to deceive, and very difficult to deceive." Lorenzo closed his eyes, but when he said that it was easy to deceive, Eliad moved, and Eliade squinted at Lorenzo, the beast, knowing that it was easy to deceive you, and deceived me.

"She was poisoned, I took her back to my apartment, she was very insecure, looking at such a powerful child but she kept having nightmares and talking in her dreams, and she was shaking all over, but when I bled him, she didn't say a word. She said she was scared, afraid of you, didn't want to go home, and was dreaming of being beaten. Eliad remembered something, and it was not a taste in his heart.

Lorenzo pursed his lips slightly, "It's really pitiful to think back to Moro back then, when I became a father, I still didn't have to torture them like you." Maybe that's why I'll never be able to compare to you, and I can't really treat them like that. Those children are still children after all, if my children have to work so hard, I really can't accept it, not to mention those two girls are so likable, I can't even scold a heavy sentence. ”

Eliad snorted, "That's your incompetence. "Eliad seems to be reckless," she is so hard-hearted, she hasn't been convinced for several years, she is still stubborn in her eyes when she admits her mistakes, and she wants to be angry with me in her bones, I am ruthless, but if it wasn't for the hard work in those years, she shouldn't have been in her current position. Eliad said recklessly, in fact, he regretted it in his heart, he was not reluctant, he just couldn't help it.

"But I remembered how Mollo shivered when she first arrived at me, and she would repay her for the slightest kindness to her, and I thought that if I had been a bad person, she would have been deceived long ago. At first, I just wanted to take her in, but then I ...... I want her to never leave me for the rest of her life. Lorenzo still felt uncomfortable thinking about it, and couldn't help but sigh, but soon laughed again.

As Lorenzo said this, Eliad moved again.

"I shouldn't have let her go, I should have stayed with her." Lorenzo said silently, "Maybe then not so many things would have happened." ”

Eliade seemed to roll over more irritably, and Lorenzo stopped talking.

It was a long, long time before Eliad spoke, "At that time...... I'm ready to let her go. ”

A bang thunder rang out above the cabin, and the cabin jolted, and Eliad frowned slightly.

Lorenzo smiled bitterly and lamented the twists and turns of fate.

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The palace has not been so deserted in twenty years, empty, empty, and the palace has been lively almost every day for the past twenty years, Stella ran up and down, and then Alfonso and Alecto, but now there is only one person left.

A whole long table was still full of hearty dinners, but only one person dined, only Moro one, maybe two, if you added the baby in the belly.

When she was young, she didn't celebrate her birthday much, Eliad didn't pay attention, even if she had a birthday, she still had to be beaten and trained, and later got married, Lorenzo arranged a sumptuous arrangement every year, but this year it was a failure.

She didn't have much appetite, she had blood between her fingers, she shook her wine glass, her head plate and a few dishes moved a little before people withdrew, staring indifferently at the empty seats, opposite Stella and Alfonso, next to Eve should be Eve's place, over there should be Lorenzo's place, or Patrick in previous years also came over or the instructor and more people, flowers, candles, food, but no one was with her.

She hasn't felt so lonely for a long time, in addition to being lonely, she is tired, but unfortunately at this time, she can't even show a little sadness, thinking of this, she dug a big spoonful of dessert and put it in her mouth and slowly chewed the sweet cream cake and the fruit full of fruit in the mouth, full of big mouths, excessive sweetness made her a little disgusted, but she didn't spit it out, just like a masochistic swallow mouthful without any image at all, it was about to overflow the corners of her mouth, and the sticky cream crossed the throat. Leaving the sugar, why is today's dessert so sweet and so unpalatable? She picked up a napkin to wipe off the excess cream from the corner of her mouth, her drooping eyelashes trembling slightly.

She looked down at the plate, it was her favorite peach cake, but now that she had been poked beyond recognition, and she didn't even want to touch it with a fork.

She raised her hand, "This dessert, redo it, get rid of the cook who made this." ”