All Out Of Love novel Chapter 173

Sven noticed that his father had called himself "me".

Sven opened his mouth slightly but said nothing. He was waiting for Carlos to go on.

"Your daddy is one of my best friends. He helped me a lot, and even died because of me. "

"Dad Do you look after me for him? " Sven asked blankly.

Carlos nodded.

It was a complex story, but it was not necessary to tell it to Sven.

Sven was in a daze for a while. It seemed that he was understanding what Carlos meant.

After a long while, Sven raised his head and looked at Carlos intently. He asked, "Daddy, did Sven do something wrong again? So..."

Carlos reached out his hand, put it on Sven's, shook his head seriously and interrupted him.

The emotion in Sven's eyes changed dramatically. He pulled his hand out of Carlos' and shook his head excitedly.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Daddy, Mommy, you must be lying! "

He didn't know if what Carlos said was true, but he realized why Carlos said that all of a sudden.

"Daddy, is it because you don't want Sven anymore?"

Carlos' heart broke as he saw Sven's tears streaming down.

"Sven, although I'm not your biological father, if you are willing to stay with me and get along well with Celia, I will continue to take care of you like your biological father."

If so, that would be the best result.

He still couldn't rest assured to set a good relationship with Ashley. After all, she had always treated the kids as a tool to achieve her goal.

"No way! I don't want that bad woman! I only want my daddy and Mommy! "

Sven was so excited that he pushed his wheelchair to keep a distance from Carlos. His face was full of tears.

Carlos' face fell. He explained, "Don't worry. Your mother and I have never gotten married. Celia is not a bad woman who would destroy other people's family. She is my only wife. Maybe it's too cruel for you, but you have to accept this fact. "

If Sven couldn't accept this, how could he get along well with Celia?

Carlos had wanted to talk to Sven in a roundabout way, but he found that the child looked like his mother.

He was too paranoid, self deceiving, unwilling to face the reality.

Carlos didn't have the heart to blame Sven. However, after experiencing the fear and apprehension of losing Celia in the hospital this afternoon, he clearly knew that compared with the guilt of the whole life, the loss of Celia's and his babies was more important for him than death!

If he couldn't protect both of them, he must give up.

"It's because of that bad woman and her baby, so you don't want to be with me, right?"

Sven was too stubborn to get away from it.

"Sven, you can ask your mommy later. What's the truth. I just want to tell you that if you can accept Celia, I can promise that we will treat you the way we treat our own children. If you don't, you can go back to America with your mommy. "

However, Sven still shook his head and said, "no, I don't want to do that!"

Carlos frowned and stood up slowly. It seemed that he was going to leave in this way.

Looking at Carlos' cold and solemn expression, Sven pushed the wheelchair with his little hand and hastily drew back.

He looked around the ward blankly, then his eyes fell on the bright silver fruit knife on the dining table.

Carlos also sensed Sven's intention. He squinted coldly, but did not stop him.

Sven sat in a wheelchair and the dinner table was a little high.

He tried to raise his body with his hands, but it was still out of reach.

Carlos looked at them in silence. He slowly walked towards them and stood in front of the table.

Sven felt that someone was standing beside him and totally covered his shadow. He raised his head and could only see Carlos' chin.

He couldn't see Carlos' face clearly, but felt a chill from Carlos, making him tremble.

Sven was still trying to take the fruit knife. Carlos put his big palm on the knife handle and lowered his head to look at him. His face was cold and distant. "Sven, if you want to threaten me with your life as long as you meet any problem, you won't have any future in the future."

Carlos picked up the knife as he said. He turned around and silently reached for the knife handle, staring at Sven without saying a word.

It seemed that he was saying, "if you want to die, I'll give you the knife.".

Sven looked at Carlos in disbelief and forgot to cry.