Please behave My Lord novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42: Appearances can be deceiving

Although they had been separated for many years, this person was deeply ingrained in her mind, and was Mariana's greatest fear late at night.

Mariana stood silently in place, watching that back.

The man paced anxiously back and forth, the smoke from his lit cigarette enveloped his face, but even so, Mariana recognized him instantly.

It was his nightmare, also a bond he could not let go of for the rest of his life.

The peace and quiet he had experienced for some time had almost made him forget where he had really come from.

However, to that place she never wanted to return.

In the blink of an eye, the visitor had turned around and was looking at her standing in the distance, and his eyes lit up instantly. He walked quickly in front of Mariana, extended his hand and said bluntly and cruelly,

-Give me money!

Lowering her head slightly, Mariana looked at the palm of the hand held out in front of her, the fingertips yellowed from years of smoking, rough and dirty.

"Is it such a pair of hands, the one that pushes me into the abyss step by step? Then why did it still give birth to me in the first place?"

-I have no money," the bitterness melted on her tongue, like the taste of a white pill swallowed hard when she was sick as a child.

-How can you be broke! I raised you! But you don't want to give me a penny," the tone was full of fury.

-Stop this nonsense and give me the money quickly! -he said, looking fiercely at Mariana and waved his hand, telling her to quickly take out the money.

A feeling of helplessness instantly invaded her whole body, she closed her eyes slightly and spoke in a cold voice:

-I really don't have any money, don't come looking for me here again.

After saying that, Mariana was about to turn around and leave.

But the next second, she was dragged away by the man.

The rough touch made Mariana shudder uncontrollably, she violently shook off the man's hand and quickly backed up a big step, looking at him in panic. It was a kind of fearful disgust to the depths of her soul, so strong that it was impossible to ignore.

The man furrowed his rough eyebrows fiercely and stepped forward to firmly grasp Mariana's slender wrist.

-What? You hate me now?

The wrist held tightly in the large palm was so thin and weak that it looked like it would break in the next second.

-Look how afraid you are, and what if it bothers you! I'm still your daddy! You wouldn't be here without your father," after saying that, he fiercely shook the thin white wrist he was clutching in his hand. Give me the money now! You don't want me to make a scene at your workplace either.

Mariana felt a deep sense of helplessness, closed her eyes and, when she opened them again, she had regained her usual calm,

-I have no money.

"Where do I get the money?"

-Mari, what's going on?

At the sound of the voice, Mariana turned around and saw Ana, looking worried, and her set mates, who were helping her celebrate her birthday.

"My wishes!"

Mariana let out a bitter smile, she still had no wishes this year.

-You are her colleague, right? Do you have money? I am her father, lend me some money first, my daughter will pay you back later, I urgently need it! -At the end of his sentence, his voice was just a little hoarse and frantic.