"I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"
She couldn't accept it, she really couldn't accept it.
Milicica shook her head and cried, "I can't accept it... This is not true. He is not dead. Save him, save him..."
“Mother…” Misilika knelt down in front of Mrs. Laura.
Her helpless hands grabbed Mrs. Laura's robe, her arms trembling slightly: "Mother, please, save him, I'm pregnant with his child, I beg you, you must save him."
"child……"
When Mrs. Laura heard Milicica say that she was pregnant, her expression was so calm.
As if he had known it for a long time.
It's just that it has never been said out loud.
"Milicica, my dear daughter, you said you loved him, but it's too late, you know? It's too late!"
As she spoke, Mrs. Laura squatted down and tried to pull Millicica up.
However, Milicica did not move at all.
She was almost dazed.
I don't know where to look.
So empty and soulless.
Until this moment, she said it out loud, she came for Ai Wei, she loved him so much...
She was wrong.
She was really wrong.
She shouldn't have denied her feelings, but in the end she got such bad consequences.
It shouldn't be like this.
It was she herself, she who created all this with her own hands.
She killed Wei Lai.
The sweet sea breeze blew past, and Milicica stared at the vast ocean with empty eyes. There was nothing there...
Really, nothing...
…
Day after day, Milicica lived each day numbly.
What she did most every day was to sit alone, quietly in a daze, or stare at something in a trance.
No matter who called her name, it would take many times to bring her back to her senses.
"younger sister."
This time it was Ralph who came.
The sun was shining brightly, and in the beautiful garden, large clumps of Louis XVI roses were in full bloom, their rich fragrance filling the air. Their fiery red was blinding to the eye.
Ralph sat down next to Milicica.
The two of them sat on a swing chair together.
Ralph reached out and gently gathered Milicica's loose hair behind her back, "Sister."
I called out twice, but still no response.
Ralph called her name: "Milicica."
Hearing someone calling her, Milicica finally pulled herself out of her independent world.
She turned around and saw that it was Ralph. Milicica smiled faintly: "Brother."
Ralph couldn't bear to see her like this, it hurt so much.
But these days, Milicica has been spending her days like this.
She was like a beautiful and delicate porcelain doll, with calm eyes, no smile, not even sadness, and she didn't even say three sentences all day.
It seems that if you touch her lightly, she will break.
Ralph pulled Millicia over and faced her. "You can't bear to part with it, can you?"
Misilica's eyes suddenly turned red.
Ralph said, "Don't cry, or your eyes will swell up."
But Milicica couldn't hold back her tears and sobbed, "I can't bear it, I can't bear it... These days I've been thinking, if I hadn't pushed him so hard, if I hadn't said those words, would the ending be different?"
"Yes," said Ralph.
Milicica stared at Ralph in a daze, "Brother..."
Ralph said to her, "Sister, mother did that because she didn't want you to deceive yourself every day."
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