Please behave My Lord novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69: A miserable childhood

Life in the city is very fast and no one has time to stop and look at the beautiful night sky.

-I only know that your parents are the only relatives you have now.

Hearing Leopoldo's words, Mariana froze for a moment. Mariana felt a little sad. But her expression was hidden by the darkness of night.

-Yes, I don't have a grandmother, but Zoraida is like my family.

The man looked at Mariana and said nothing.

-When I was little, I would always come to Zoraida's house and we would watch the night sky together. That feeling was really beautiful, we are like relatives.

Mariana smiled, the good memories made her happy. Her tears filled her eyes again, so she saw that the stars in the sky became many.

-You should know that my father is a gambler. He can sell everything for the game, even me, my mother.

Mariana's words were emotionless.

Leopold suddenly remembered his father, who had come to the set to look for trouble that day.

-Once upon a time, he wanted to sell me to pay me back because he owed a lot of money, but in the end my mother stopped him.

-However, that was not the end of it. My mother begged my father to let me go. That night I stayed, but my mother, knowing that she herself might have angered my father and would be abandoned by him, or perhaps out of fear, beat me severely.

Hearing her words, Leopoldo shuddered slightly and his expression changed. He was still looking directly at Mariana.

-Actually, I was confused, not knowing if my mother loved me or not. She could be smiling at me asking me what I want to eat today, and the next second she threw all the prepared food on the floor and forced me to squat down to eat.

Mariana smiled sadly.

-I ran out of my house crying the night she hit me and stopped here. Then I met Zoraida.

A person who had almost changed his miserable childhood.

-Then he brought me home, washed me, cooked me and let me sleep curled up in his arms.

At this, Mariana smiled happily.

-I used to run here when I felt sad. The people here were very kind to me, and you could say that this was my secret childhood paradise. My parents didn't know here because I used to go out of my house secretly. But I went out every day, if they cared about me, how could they not know?

-They just didn't care about me.

The woman smiled, but with a strong sense of helplessness that he didn't want her to have.

-I lived a short happy life here.