Daddy's! My Mom's Not Your Choice?

My father's a Protective Shield

And finally! After desperately releasing a strong bond that injured her wrist and leg, Ezra is now free. Although bathed in drops of blood, he did not just fall.

"You ... Don't come any closer! Or I'll hit you again!" the woman looked brave with her legs that looked slightly trembling.

"So get out, I'm gonna go through." Ezra leisurely passed by the foreign woman, hoping that she would let her go safely from this house.

When he opened the door of the room, Ezra realized that he was on the 2nd floor of a large and luxurious house that only rich people have.

A little calmed down, Ezra began to feel pain.

Seeing that there was a great opportunity, this seemingly highly hoby foreign woman took the opportunity to attack from behind.

But ...

Where he thought if the teenager who was targeted was not an easy person to beat, this child seemed to have strong instincts.

"I told you, let me go." Ezra managed to hold off the iron stick that was about to hit him.

Stoves...

The wand fell free from the height of the second floor, smashing into the lower floor murmer.

Only big new girls, apparently Ezra also has energy that is not inferior to adults. He easily held the woman's hands together. "please choose. You want to fall like your fucking iron stick, or ... roll down these stairs?"

No mercy, Ezra has wasted too much time.

"Let go of me, you .. fucking little boy!"

"Well, then .. goodbye ..."

Brakkkk.

Pushing the woman's body heartlessly, made the woman roll down the stairs.

Who can stop me? Please, someone show up!

Ezra walked down the stairs casually. His gaze straightened at the figure of the woman who had been sprawled on the ground floor. The highlight of his sharp eyes made him look at a glance like a vile psykopat.

Arriving on the ground floor, Ezra stepped over the woman's body. Instead of walking for a way out, Ezra grabbed the iron rod.

So you're still breathing? I'll finish your life the next second.

"Ezra!"

Degh's...

Someone finally shows up, is he the one God sent to stop Ezra? This person appeared just as Ezra had raised the iron rod just above the head of this already motionless woman.

"Mother?"

"Ezra," Roze approached slowly with a feeling of fear and goosebumps.

"Mother ..."

Seeing the condition of his bloody and battered daughter, which parent would be fine? Not to mention there was someone who was unconscious. What has Ezra done?

"Mother, don't be afraid." Ezra had not changed his position, which stood with one foot on the woman's back.

"Ezra, let it go, baby ..."

"But he almost killed me, Mother." The boy's tears spilled, soaking his horrible face.

"Honey, this is enough, son. Don't do it again." Roze pleaded with gentleness persuading his monstrous-looking precious daughter.

Ezra approached his mother. Roze hugged him tightly. "My child. Ezralia. My little girl. My kind daughter."

Forgive me dear late, what have you done this, even if everyone hates you, you will forgive you.

Roze could no longer get the words out of his mouth.

"Ezra!" Roze shakes his daughter's thin body after realizing that Ezra is no longer moving and falls weakly drooping.

"Ezra wake up baby..." Roze continued to hug Ezra in his lap.

"Mother ... It hurts." Ezra, with eyes almost closed.

"Dear, you're taking you to the hospital."

"Mother .. thirst ..."

"House? Okay, wait here, baby, you're gonna get some water."

Roze left Ezra lying weakly on the floor. He ran towards the pantry to find mineral water.

"They're going!" A man's voice rang out, so shocking to Roze that the glass he was holding fell down.

"Jevan?"

Riri's mother has woken up and is trying to re-injure Ezra. But what happens is the iron rod ends up hitting Jevander who appears making himself a shield for his daughter.

Maybe the punch on his back was so strong that Jevan's mouth was spitting out a lot of blood.

Bruks....

The woman fell back.

"A ..well," Ezra. He stretched out his hand but immediately his hand fell back. Maybe he fainted?

"Jevan ... You ... Why did you show up here? No, why do you have to get hurt?" attention accompanied by a frantic face for him this managed to make Jevan forget the pain. He smiled meaningfully and looked into the eyes of his ex-girlfriend.

Jevan almost fell and luckily Roze had held him back, making him successfully in the arms of this woman.

"I told you, even if I had to give up my life, I'd save our son. I'm cool, right? You must be moved." despite being disturbed by coughing up blood, Jevan still had time to fight.

"You can still smile." Roze melapas himself.

This is not the time to play games. Ambulance should be coming soon.

"I'll take Ezra to the hospital. You can wait for the ambulance to come." After contacting the ambulance, Roze grabbed his daughter's body.

"Roze, let me carry him out."

"Turn yourself, Jevan. You may have a broken spine."

"No, I'll carry it." Stubborn, Jevan stammered with his daughter's body out.

Before actually leaving, Roze looked back.

I called the ambulance to pick you up. Hang on, you have to live to find your daughter back.

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Continuous bestiii...