[R18] My father is a pervert – “My Father Is a Pervert” Chapter 187 Tears [English]

The person who has accompanied me the longest in my life, besides Leon, is Letty.Her comfort eased my pain a little, so I pulled her back and said, “Are you okay?”

Letty nodded: “Sir, I’m fine.”

“Where is Lord Goya?”

“The Duke is still on his way back. He was also slightly injured, but nothing serious. His Royal Highness is in an emergency, so I took him back first.”

Hearing that Goya was also injured made me feel anxious and heartbroken again.God knows what dangers they encountered in the south!

“What happened? Who did it?!”

Letty knew that if she didn’t tell me clearly at this time, it would be even more uncomfortable for me to think about it.What’s more, Leon is unconscious at this time, and there is nothing we can do. Talking to me can distract my energy and kill more time.She didn’t hide anything. She told me everything she knew slowly and clearly.

Leon ran away a year ago. He probably just wanted to go as far as possible and had no purpose.He left the north and headed south. He got drunk along the way and was constantly defrauded of his few belongings. In the end, he even lost his horse.Later, he was penniless and drunk in a certain village, and was thrown on the roadside. Seeing that he was young and strong, a group of gangsters picked him up and took him back to fight in the black market.He had no love left and did not resist. Since then, he has been hanging out in underground arenas that never see the light of day, fighting with people in the hustle and bustle of untouchables and gamblers, and living in drunken dreams.

Once the news of the crown prince’s disappearance was leaked, it would endanger the country. Goya could not conduct a large-scale search, so he had to lead people to search secretly. On the surface, he had to pretend that Leon had been guarding the south.But the south is the territory of the old country’s aristocrats. It’s not that easy to avoid people’s eyes and create an illusion for a long time.It didn’t take long for someone to discover something strange. The Bartoli family, Elizabeth’s mother’s family, led them. They first tried to test and make moves, but then became more determined and bold, and began to plot the royal power.

As long as Leon dies and Uther has no heir, there will be no excuse for postponing the wedding.Elizabeth will be crowned queen.Give Uther an heir, and the power will return to the hands of the old nobles. By then, Uther will be useless.

Leon’s whereabouts were unknown in the south, which made Uther put a venom on the southern forces, and then silently tolerated Elizabeth’s rise in the palace.Although Elizabeth had her own intentions, she was still a woman in her early twenties. She was quickly dazzled by victory and power. When she was proud, she began to act carelessly.At the previous banquet, she was smart enough to use Leon’s words to probe me, trying to find out some information. Unexpectedly, this became the turning point of her defeat.

From her words, Uther realized that the Bartoli family was convinced that the prince was missing and would definitely pursue Leon with all their strength. They might even know Leon’s whereabouts.At this time, Uther and Goya’s fictional illusions were useless. Uther decisively sent Leti to lead people south, and asked Goya to search and protect Leon at all costs.

For more than a month after that, Luke and I lived peacefully in the north, but in the south, there was a thrilling fight.The Bartoli family found Leon first and took action, but Leon was not a vegetarian and stepped on the corpse to survive Goya and Letty’s rescue.By this time, the outcome was decided.

No, not decided yet.Leon hasn’t woken up yet.If he doesn’t survive, Uther loses, completely.

But now, neither the kingship nor my future is important to me.I only want Leon, my brother, my partner who has been dependent on me since childhood, someone who would rather burn his soul to love me.I just want him to wake up.

I stayed by Leon’s bedside and refused to leave. I didn’t eat much and didn’t dare to sleep.Letty already knew my stubbornness very well and didn’t try to persuade me very much.I sat by Leon’s bed all day long, wiping his body to cool him down and cleaning his wounds. He couldn’t drink water, so I sucked him into my mouth.Once I just gave him water, and before I left his lips, I felt his breathing changed and his eyelids seemed to move. I called him out of surprise and fear, but he didn’t respond again, as if those were just my hallucinations.

This kind of disappointment after a great joy is simply heart-wrenching.I called he countless times to no avail, almost crying myself blind.

Day and night continued to alternate, and at dusk on the sixth day, when Leon opened his eyes, I was lying on the edge of his bed sleeping lightly, looking very tired and haggard.

He looked at me silently for a long time, with fire, fighting, pain, and longing in his eyes.He unconsciously moved, and this very slight shock actually woke me up.

My nerves were already extremely fragile, and the countless alternations of hope and disappointment made me frightened.Feeling his slight movement, I immediately opened my eyes wide and looked towards him, and immediately met his blue pupils.

I must be extremely ugly looking like this.I didn’t think about food and food for several days and couldn’t sleep at night. I lost a lot of weight and made my eyes look bigger. I stared at him in disbelief, for fear that I was dreaming again.Leon and I looked at each other, and there seemed to be a silent storm in both of our eyes.After a long time, he’s hand moved again.

This time I woke up, it was not a dream, it was he, he woke up!

I suddenly threw myself on the edge of the bed, grabbed his hand, tears bursting from my big eyes, and cried until I couldn’t stop crying.

“Brother…brother…” I cried, tears falling on his hands: “Brother, please beat me, please beat me to death…Brother…don’t leave…Brother…beat me to death…”

It’s all me, I caused him to be like this.He loves me so much, and has only known how to pamper me since he was a child. No matter how willful and bad I am, no matter how much I bully him, he never hits me.But what did I do? I lied to him, I hurt him, I almost killed him… During this year, I often dreamed about the last figure of him leaving me in the dark. I kept crying and shouting this sentence in my dream, and now I blurted it out incoherently in front of him.How many times have I regretted not saying this to him that night, that if he beat me to death, he would forgive me and stay, I am willing, I am willing.

“Brother…brother…hit me…brother…don’t go, don’t go…”

I cried almost to death, holding his big hand and begging incoherently.He looked at me, the thorns and fortresses in his eyes shattered and collapsed in an instant.

he suddenly struggled to his feet.I was really scared, thinking that he didn’t want to see me, wanted to leave me, and wanted to stay away again.I cried and begged him, trying to stop him: “Brother, don’t move, please, I will leave, I will leave now…”

However, the next moment, he used all his strength to fall on my lap, wrapped his arms around my waist, and buried his head in my abdomen.

“Brother! Brother!” I was frightened and wanted to help him up.But he hugged me tightly and whispered: “Don’t.”

“Tangtang, don’t move, that’s it.”

I stagnated and stopped moving.He returned to his mother’s arms like a child, stuck in my arms, and buried his head deeply.I haven’t bothered to clean myself up these days. I am still wearing the nightgown I wore when I left Troy Manor. It is so thin that it has almost no thickness.Soon, I felt a hot heat seeping through the fabric and ironing on my skin.

are his tears.

My vision was blurred again, so I stretched out my soft hand and gently stroked his hair, trying my best to comfort him with all my tenderness. I really wanted to smooth out all the scars on his body and mind.We hugged each other in the dusk, and my tears kept falling on him, while he cried silently, and his hot tears flowed into my arms.