The Foreign Softness

##Bab 67 Accidentally Bumped

Then, she let go of the hand holding me and walked away a few steps, with a hint of anxiety in her voice, "Don't cry, Daddy will be right back, Julia don't cry, obey. "

Candra turned around, all she saw was my deep and slightly irritated eyes, Candra's eyes froze for a moment, "Julia was hurt, I have to go home soon. You go home too. Tonight, just sleep outside and don't go inside."

After Candra finished talking, she walked away.

I saw him get into that black luxury car. The gentleness in my heart because she who sacrificed herself to protect me instantly condensed into ice.

Even if she and Stella are forced to be together, Julia is also a bond she cannot break. While I, including what in his eyes?

My poor son, was he hurt by the earthquake? His father thought only of his daughter.

My heart was confused, but I still didn't forget to call Cindy. Thankfully, there were no accidents there. When the earthquake struck, Cindy was still in the taxi. Right now, he had already walked into the compound, but he did not dare to enter the apartment. He was just with the people in the compound standing downstairs and watching.

Fortunately, the bus was still there, so I rushed back to the apartment.

Upon arriving at the community, I saw the open space between the buildings filled with people. When I found Cindy, she was also looking at me. He saw me walking towards him, he immediately greeted me with a smile on his face. We all survived the disaster and were not injured. What a happy thing.

We hugged and I said, "Well, the cake's a waste again."

Cindy pretended to be sad, "Gosh, I just want to eat cake, why is it so hard?"

It was almost midnight, people still did not dare to go home. Cindy and I braved the possibility of aftershocks, we went upstairs to get a blanket and water. We slept in an open space in the complex, like the other residents.

The next day while going to work, everyone was in a miserable state, but luckily everyone was in good spirits.

When she came home from work, Jasmine had returned from Canada. When he heard about the earthquake, he immediately booked a nearby flight to return.

Seeing that everyone was safe and sound, Jasmine heaved a sigh of relief, "The past few days, everyone did not need to work first, take advantage of the time for a good rest and handle the family affairs. After that, I just got back to work. "

After the earthquake, many houses were damaged to varying degrees. The extremely human Jasmine let everyone handle family matters first, this matter was truly admirable.

After she finished, Jasmine walked towards me again with a smile in her calm eyes, "How did you learn?"

"Good," I replied.

Jasmine said, "Eager."

"Yes." Yeah."

I didn't have to go to work, the next day I went to the police station. Although no one was found dead in this earthquake, I am still worried about my son.

I went to the police station, took a picture of my son I painted and asked the staff to help me find a boy named Denis Alvaro.

When I paid for my son's treatment, I remembered the name.

But after the staff put the name "Denis Alvaro" on the computer, they quickly told me there were a lot of people named Denis Alvaro in this town, but there was nothing I was looking for.

I was stunned for a moment.

Did her foster mother tell me a fake name? Or was Denis never listed as a state color here?

My heart was full of doubts and worries, I left the police station and took the bus to the western outskirts. I tried my luck, what if fate pitied me and let me find my son?

But I had asked all the villages I could reach on foot in the western suburbs, I still had no news of my son.

I walked slowly along the suburban street in despair, filled with obscurity. Fate must have punished me because I shouldn't have given my son to anyone else.

Before I knew it, I came to the desert, where there were no plants. There were only weeds everywhere and one by one the graves were seen in the wild meadows.

I accidentally went into the grave, I suddenly felt a chill all over my body, as if feeling a very sinister feeling.

But in this grave, I saw a familiar figure. He was dressed in white, like a robe to perform a funeral and fiddled with the burning banknotes on the ground with a wooden stick.

I looked closer and made sure that I didn't see wrong. This person, he is Raynaldi, Fifth Young Master.

Whose grave is he in?

The Fifth Young Master I know is a rich man, has many beautiful, naughty, domineering and ruthless women. However, I never thought he would be so sad in front of the grave. He bent down and burned the banknotes.

The paper ash flew upwards, swirled in the air then turned into smoke and dust. The Fifth Young Master knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the grave several times, then walked down the small slope.

I saw him walk here.

She lowered her head, those beautiful teary eyes were covered by a deep pain. Looks like she's crying. When he stepped on the flat ground, Fifth Young Master looked at me. He frowned and looked displeased, "Why are you here?"

Looking at his eyes, he seemed to suspect I was following him.

"I'm not following you, I just happened to pass by."

The Fifth Young Master looked at me suspiciously, as if seeing a trace of lies on my face. However, my eyes told him that I didn't do it.

The Fifth Young Master walked past me while speaking, "Then what are you doing here? Here is the graveyard, aren't you afraid of meeting ghosts?"

His words made my whole body tremble. Although it was still broad daylight, this place was grave and sinister. I can't help the fear.

I walked quickly, following her footsteps nervously, "Hey, wait for me."

The Fifth Young Master turned around, "You haven't told me, Why did you come to this place? In this wilderness."

Thinking of my lost son, I let out a heavy sigh.

"Who?"

The Fifth Young Master suddenly stopped and his eyes were sharp.

"Find my son."

I lowered my head, a wave of sadness pulled my heart out again.

"Mahaha ...."

The Fifth Young Master laughed out loud. After laughing, he tilted his head and looked at me, "You have a son?"

I'm, "Yes, but I lost her. I knew he might be in this direction, so I looked for him, but I didn't find anything."

"Child Candra?"

I was silent, but that was enough to answer his question. Fifth Young Master retracted his gaze and continued walking forward, "Truly beyond expectations."

I took a quick step and caught up with him, "Fifth Young Master!"

I stood in front of him, "Can you keep it a secret for me? I don't want Candra and her family to know I gave birth to her son."

Fifth Young Master narrowed his eyes, "The reason?"

I ....

For a while, I was a little angry. This guy even threatened me.

The Fifth Young Master saw my eyes blink and did not make a sound, so he took a step forward and walked forward, "Candra has a son, this is quite sensational news, if this is spread on the Internet ...."

"Don't!"

I can imagine the consequences if this is known to everyone. Not only did I not want Candra to know about the boy, but I also had to be careful that Stella and Joan would harm the boy. I want to protect that boy.

"I can promise you anything, as long as you don't say it!"

The Fifth Young Master pursed his lips and walked towards the road. When I got into the car, I asked, "Whose grave did you just visit?"

The Fifth Young Master was driving the car, he replied coldly, "My mother. Today is the anniversary of his death."

Me, "..."

I looked at the Fifth Young Master with eyes of astonishment, this domineering and sharp incomparable handsome man, in his heart also had a past unknown to others.

After the car drove down the road, I saw a car approaching on the opposite side. As the two cars were side by side, I heard the car honking.

Yet the Fifth Young Master ignored him. He pedal the gas and walks away.

As I looked back, I only saw that the car had also stopped at the place where Fifth Young Master had parked earlier, a large-bodied person came out of the car, which appeared to be Hendra.

Come to think of it, he also went to the grave of Fifth Young Master's mother.

Along the way, Fifth Young Master showed a cold face. I don't know if he's drowning in the grief of his mother's death or if he's thinking about something else. I saw her beautiful eyes, which sometimes emitted a cold light.

When I found out that the car wasn't going to the road back to town, I panicked, "Hey, where are you going?"

The Fifth Young Master did not say anything, the two beautiful hands stained with paper ash held the wheel tightly. The car turns the road to the outskirts of town, as if it were racing a car. While I was rocked almost vomit.

I let out a voice, "Hoek ...."

Before I could speak those words, I could no longer help it. A white towel quickly covered my mouth, I squeezed the towel and threw up wildly.

I don't know, we've arrived at the military area.

After the Fifth Young Master pressed the towel into my mouth, I heard a loud crashing sound, the car crashed into the barrier that was in front. The two soldiers on duty wanted to stop the car, while Fifth Young Master was unmoved, he deliberately crashed into a small building in front of him.

I saw the frightened faces of the soldiers passing by.

The Fifth Young Master's car sped up and stopped in front of the red brick building. I looked outside in shock and realized that I had been to this small building before. This is where Fifth Young Master's father, the Commander lives.

The Fifth Young Master ignored me who was in the car and stepped inside the building.

Looking at the posture of the Fifth Young Master, I was worried that today there would be a fierce battle. For some reason, I started to worry about Fifth Young Master. His father and stepmother were not easily offended. His father felt no pity for his son and stepmother, Siska was probably most pleased to see his father and son fighting.

I opened the car door and chased towards the small building.

There are people who practice piano in a small building. The sound of the piano was disjointed and out of tune. But after a loud bang, the piano suddenly stopped, then a loud cry was heard.

"Your Fifth Young Master!"

When I chased into the small building, the antique red sandalwood coffee table was already upside down on the floor. The Fifth Young Master held a large porcelain bottle and threw it hard on the floor.

A ten-year-old girl in a white dress held Siska's waist with both hands and cried, "Mom, big brother is willing to kill people!"

Siska who was wearing a blue dress was shocked and scared, her face pale as she hugged her daughter and stared angrily at the raging man. Next to him was a woman who looked like a piano teacher. The woman was frightened until her whole body trembled.