Actually, Lita was going to find Eva.
For a strong girl, such an accident did need her, a secret girl, to stay by her side.
However, when Lita dialed the phone, she found that Eva's phone had been turned off.
During the day, Lita made a phone call. The sound of Eva answering the phone was not loud, but one could still tell that he was in a rather downcast mood.
It was Lita who asked Eva to let her find Alex first.
Gavin was the Crown Prince of the night club. The family had a high status in Lisbon. Eva wanted to put Gavin into jail. This move was indeed risky.
What's more, Eva was the kind of woman who was self-abased and wanted to save face. After the police called, the people waiting for her might find a way to get away with it.
That was why Lita asked her to find Alex!
She wanted Alex to help deal with Gavin. First of all, it could also cushion Eva's emotions. Secondly, with the friendship between Eva and Alex, he would definitely coerce Gavin to give Eva a satisfactory explanation.
After a long time, Lita let out a sigh.
"What's wrong with kissing mommy? Do you want to go home?"
Lin got into the arms of her mommy, Lita, and arched in front of her chest, trying to find a more comfortable sleeping position.
"Lin, are you homesick?"
Lita's heart was filled with sourness. She couldn't bring herself to say this to her son: Actually, this is your home.
"Well, Lin misses her adoptive father."
After a slight pause, the little fellow pursed her lips. "Mommy, do you think my adoptive father doesn't love Lin?"
"How is that possible... Your foster father loves you the most." Lita gave a light sigh.
"But... but after all, I am not the son of my adoptive father"
The little fellow's worry was actually not unreasonable. The reason why Henry favored him was because he was young. If Henry accepted than him, wouldn't Henry's preference go with the flow?
"Lin is spoiled by Mommy! Mommy will love Lin forever." Lita comforted her son's little sadness.
"Mommy, it looks like that bastard Alex's real father... seems to like me a lot! But I won't like him!"
The little fella's words were full of complex emotions. There was a bit of melancholy, but also a bit of pride.
Lita felt slightly gratified. "Actually, your real father may... have been sorry for your mommy, but he has never been sorry for you! So in the future, don't always call him 'Bastard'. If you don't want to call him father, you can call him 'Bastard', then it's too disobedient! After all, he's your own father!"
Snow landed in front of her son, Lin, because of the factor of kindness, and spoke a good word for Alex in a subtle way.
"Got it, mommy."
The little fellow pecked on mommy's forehead. "Ah, haha... Mommy, good night! Lin is sleepy, it's time to go to sleep..."
"Good girl, go to sleep!"
Before going to bed, the little fellow had locked the door and window tightly and checked them several times.
Actually, Lita wanted to say to her young master's son, "To that bastard father of yours, these locks are simply unguarded."
A few minutes later, the little fellow fell asleep in Lita's arms. The little thing was really tired during the day.
After thinking about it for more than an hour, Lita finally could not stand it anymore. "Am I guarding against Alex's invasion? Or should I wait for him's invasion?"
He was on the verge of losing his mind.
After another ten minutes, Lita closed her heavy eyes and finally fell asleep.
In the study.
Ethan stared at Alex deeply.
"Alex, everything is going to come to an end in a slow way... Can't you not expose her last bit of fantasy? I beg you, big brother."
Alex squinted at Ethan in silence.
"About Tom's background, I've already told Lita. She probably won't think anything of your relationship again."
"So, you want me to be the one to carry the blame all the way?" Alex asked lightly.
"... yes! At least maintain it for the time being." Ethan said after a while.
"Ethan, are you a coward? Even your own daughter doesn't have the courage to admit it. What can you do even if she admits it? Is it possible that Yen will bite you?"
For a long time, Ethan sighed. "I'm not afraid of Yen biting me... I'm afraid that Tom will lose his father's love or mother's love."
"The truth will be revealed sooner or later! It's better to have a short, short-term pain than a long, painful one!"
"That may be the case, but I still feel..."
"What do you think? You're still afraid even though you've talked for a long time!"
"If you don't want to be a coward, you go and explain it to Alex face to face!" Ethan was a little scared by the abuse.
"Fine, I'll go, I'll go! Just you wait!" Alex stood up.
"That's enough... I admit defeat! Mr. Selmy, you must be satisfied to see your big brother be so scared!"
I'm not satisfied! You can be a little bit more cowardly!"
"OK! I'll kneel down to you!"
Ethan, what the f*ck is wrong with you!"
F*ck*ng pervert!
Lita had a very strange dream.
He had actually dreamt of Alex.
She only felt that her back was stuck in a warm embrace, full of strength.
A big hand, which was following her lonely curves, slowly lifted up and covered her soft body.
Beautiful flowers bloomed between his fingers and were squeezed out into all kinds of patterns.
As his palm was filled to the brim, Alex, who was on his back, let out a deep murmur, like a male lion.
It seemed that he wanted to tell the sleeping little sheep that he, the big grey wolf, was going to eat her alive.
It was comfortable to give each other a hug like this.
It made Lita feel as if she was being loved by someone!
Lita longed for this sort of embrace, which could shield her and her child from the wind and rain.
To avoid her surprise, to avoid her suffering, to avoid her wandering around, and to avoid her having no other sources of help.
Softly, he leaned over and opened his big hand to lightly press her neck, lightly opening her thin lips; he kissed the snow on his left lips that were trembling slightly in his sleep, and placed them in his mouth, lightly pressing against each other, without any further action...
This dream was so real!
It was so real that Lita thought it was real.
Was it that man who kissed her?
"Or did I kiss this man?"
Lita didn't know, and she didn't want to know. She just wanted this dream not to wake up.
He felt that the woman's attachment to his lips had become unusually tender; as if he had got some evidence, he deepened this kiss, tenderly pried open her white teeth, put his real, soft and powerful tongue into her mouth, let her feel her existence, breathe her own scent, and blend with each other's breath...
But it didn't last long before he kissed her away.