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Chapter 8 You Killed Our Father

Word Count: 1339    |    Released on: 17/08/2020

all the time. When he was a child, he was quiet, so

his room. When they arrived at the door, he let her in like

t her to the French window, took out a c

the same color and bed supplies, which were carefully chosen by her. Maybe after a long time, she would even have feelings for something lifeless. She

a black suit and a white shirt today, and a black knee-len

was not difficult to see that he was trying his best to control it. She

look at her. The light hadn't been turned on in the room. At a not sh

d pulled her inside a few steps. Then he pressed her down on the carpet and slowly tightened his fingers. Wendy's face became red beca

t in a mess. Unlike the totem carpet in his office, this was a large customized white carpet at h

If he hadn't calmed down in front of the window for a while, he would have killed her in anger. He stood high an

hard to make her look into his eyes. "Do you

Without waiting for Wendy

Wendy glared at him and

luded place at the door of the company for several times and waited for him to get off work. She had looked at him

nch window, leaving her a back. At this ti

and stayed there for four years. I told my family that you were missing, but my father had a heart disease, so I couldn't tell him the truth, so I told him that you we

chool. He called me every day to ask if you had a good day and if you had eat much. You know

Until last night, I finally told him that you had disappeared four years ago. Before he could catch his breath, he... " He tu

. But dad treats you like his own daughter. Have you ever consid

understood what had happened, but she didn't want to explain anything, be

e sorry. Can dad come back to li

ever, she had no choice but to move forward without hesitation. Even if she was not

f she had used all her strength. Hugo was much taller than her. N

en taken away. In a trance, he saw a few white hairs among the scattered hair. She was three years younger than Hugo, and other girls at the age of twenty-fiv

ithout any expression

many years, things seemed to be not that serious,

stop but ke

almost inaudible, with extreme tenderness and begging. He had always been sup

it would be difficult to change the situation. So she just closed her

that, he swung his arm and swept all the things on the nearby desk to the ground. He rushed to the bed, picked up the photo frame of their photo and threw it against the wall. T

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