Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 731

Blanca pulled me along and whispered in my ear, "Auntie, big sister asked if you could take her away?"

I froze for a moment, I do not know how to answer, I am not the village after all, if rashly took her away, it is definitely not possible, but if quietly took her away, I am afraid we did not go far to be blocked, the strong dragon can not suppress the ground snake.

Seeing me frowning, Blanca was a little sad, but still quietly went to Emily. I knew what she would say to Emily, but still didn't say much more.

I still have a child in my belly, I can't not consider for their own children, if once for again here to stir up something, rely on Jimmy alone, only afraid that he can not take care of me, so I can not act rashly.

In a short while, Raymond returned on a motorcycle, with a 5'7" boy behind him, looking a little dark, with a cold, leering gaze.

I can't help but frown, I see this from a child and can't help but think I'm not overthinking it?

A time to put away thoughts, Raymond helped the boy off the motorcycle, the woman ran to the boy like a baby, bending down to carry the boy naturally, mouth chattering, "My heart baby ah, what did the doctor say? Is there anything wrong?"

Raymond frowned, some not too happy said, "Emily this is to want the old son extinct, ah, too heavy hand, but the doctor said it is fine, go home to let the son recuperate well on the line, you carry him into the house, take good care of, I go to find Emily, that little bitch hoof, is a long time to live."

This is coming from a father, I froze, I have never heard a father can be so abusive to his own daughter, so vicious, so bottomless.

The woman was agreeable and opened her mouth viciously, "If the thd Witt family pickup wasn't coming in a few minutes, you should have beaten that little bitch to death."

Raymond opened the door to the bull pen, but instead of going in, he stood at the door and cursed, "Emily, you almost made your old man and I lose our children, that's at least your brother, how can you do that?"

Inside, Emily laughed, her voice a bit bleak, "How could I do it? Why don't you ask me why I did this to him? He is your son, but I am not your daughter? You've raised a son, not a throne, you buy daughters for your sons, one after another, you'll get what's coming to you."

Raymond for his words, did not take it to heart, froze, "you give me good, good follow thd Witt family that stupid to go, you go to give them thd Witt family have a son, your life is not in vain, otherwise, you are dead, do not come back. "

Are these the words of a father?

Emily in the cattle pen laughed slyly, extraordinarily sad, and I felt chills listening to it.

After scolding people, Raymond did not say much more, directly back to the house, passing us, smiling and greeting politely, I have no way to describe their mood, always not very good.

Looking at the other girls, who were bluffed by Raymond to stand aside and see what they had to help before helping, I seemed to be able to anticipate that they might be the second, third, and countless Emily's, whose fate, when they grew up, would be just as inescapable.

I can save one Emily, can I save a third, a fourth?