Last Night With Your Papa

Maybe that girl was him

Linda's main mansion

Lunchtime

Linda frowned as she looked at the presence of a Woman who was very similar to someone in her past.

Do not know why every time he saw the face of Venus pain and sadness dominated in his heart, the woman was lightning fast trying to close the front door of her mansion but a line of Venus made the woman immediately stop the movement of her hand.

"Did Auntie hate me so much when she saw my face that looked like Eliza's?"

Venus asked softly while trying to hold the door of the mansion, her eyeballs glazed over, hoping Linda did not close the door for her.

"I'm sorry"

Venus said again later while bowing her head.

Linda immediately froze to hear the words of young women of Bastian's age.

"What?"

Linda asked then in a choked voice.

"What are you talking about?"

Instead of answering Linda's question, Venus immediately said.

"I'm thankful that Auntie made a definite distance between me and Bastian, if I knew we were uncles and nephews, maybe from the beginning I wouldn't want to get into her life"

Venus is back Slowly.

As soon as Linda lost her words, the woman seemed to lose the power to support her own body.

"I'm not long, just delivering something to Auntie, I think Aunt must miss her"

Continue the woman again while giving up a big paper bag ⁇ ️ towards Linda.

The woman did not answer, just stared at the paper bag given by Venus, slowly his right hand grabbed the paper bag while his eyeballs continued to stare at the gold-colored dominating paper bag that he did not know the contents at all.

Even without her noticing Venus had gone slowly away from her, the young woman seemed silent, trying to stare at Linda's expression for some time.

He then climbed directly into the car where the driver had been waiting for him since.

"You okay Miss?"

The driver asked Venus When he saw Young Miss was seen trying to take a long breath while trying to raise her head for some time, he could see tears in the eyes of his employer's wife.

She was afraid that her master's ex-wife was hurting her young miss.

"Did Madam Linda hurt you?"

Venus then.

With a confused feeling the man began to drive forward his car, quite do not understand what the woman meant.

Venus closed her eyeballs for a moment, a flash of memory of something hitting her.

"Why are we never allowed to mention Conte in our family, grand ma?"

Little Venus asked as she stared into the pale face of the old woman before her.

"Why can't we even mention our surnames to Daddy's?"

Ask her again with a million question marks.

"There's something parents can't explain to kids your age, Vee. But one day you'll know why it's gotta happen"

*****

"Why did Mommy and Om never want to open your identity as the daughter and son of the Conte family in the past?"

Venus again asked her Om Lim who was curled up behind a dark and dark room covered in iron bars and some burly men in full service clothes who stared intently at them.

The handsome man's face looked so shabby and pale, I don't know how many years passed the man curled up in the same room without light.

Her grandmother said it might be the 12th or 13th year the man was languishing there.

"You know Vee? sometimes children don't need to admit who their family is if it's capable of making them embarrassed and hurt"

Venus seemed silent listening to the man's answer in front of her.

"This is her 32nd birthday, will you buy the same thing again for her?"

Ask the man again then.

Venus did not answer, the little girl just nodded her head slowly, looking at the male eyeballs that looked teary.

For a moment Venus opened her eyeballs, she stared at the street for some time.

Is she that girl, Om?!.

His mind slowly while carving a painting on the glass of the car he was sitting on with his index finger.

Today is her 39th birthday, right? she's beautiful, even prettier than Mommy Eliza.

Venus is soft.