Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Different from the little princess’s joyful and happy life, Sergio’s life after school was extremely simple, apart from the trivialities of life was studying, constantly learning to draw knowledge that people of this age group did not have.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

As if he were a tireless robot, he had nothing but learning in his eyes, repeating the same thing over and over again.

A certain moment of learning, he rarely stopped, opened the desk drawer, carefully took out a photo.

The photo was a picture of the little princess, a picture he had secretly . Photographs that he had taken and saved.

He didn’t have the courage to take the initiative to contact the little princess, and could only hide such a photo to steal the nostalgia.

But at such a young age, he only regarded the little princess as his only friend, because of his father’s sake, he has never had any friends.

He remembers that when he was little, his family had a Samoyed named Adrian, and that was one of his few playmates.

But in the end, he couldn’t keep Adrian by his side because his father wouldn’t allow it, wouldn’t allow him to have a mind other than studying.

His father had always treated him harshly to the point of severity, and he never understood why, not even now.

Especially on his birthday, he was cold to the extreme, every cold look was not like treating his own son’s eyes.

He recalled the previous year’s birthday, there was never a single person in the family who dared to celebrate his birthday, it had always been as if his birthday was forgotten like a joke, even his mother only dared to quietly stuff two candies into her hand, and his birthday was over.

The previous year’s birthday, his father came back very late, very late, with a heavy smell of alcohol, at a glance you can tell that a lot of drinking.

Every year at this time, he slept very late, and even all night can not sleep and endless lonely night companion, alone tears licking wounds.

So when his father returned, he not only heard the commotion but also chose to go out to check.

If he knew what cruel things would happen to him next, he would never choose to go out to see, this will become his nightmare for nearly a year, every midnight dream will recall, difficult to sleep so few peaceful sleep.

“Dad, Dad what’s wrong with you?” As soon as he went out, he saw his father drunkenly crawling up a flight of stairs, and at this time he still called the other person “Dad” very affectionately.

At that time, he had always thought that his father was strict with him, but because of the mentality of all parents under the sky, so he did not have half a word of complaint.

As a child of only six years old, he fully appreciated his parents’ “painstaking efforts”, and had always been absolutely outstanding in every aspect, and would never lag behind to come in second place if he could come in first.

Worried, Sergio went downstairs to help his father, his little face full of admiration for Zachary Salvatore.

At that moment, Zachary Salvatore saw the face in front of him and went berserk, with horrific veins popping up on his forehead, red blood in his eyes, and his face on the verge of rage.

The “slap” resounded through the villa, but also hit in the depths of the young Sergio’s heart, leaving a lingering shadow.

Prior to this, even though his father had always been strict with him, he had never hit him, not to mention the saying that hitting a person does not hit his face.

Therefore, Zachary Salvatore’s hands on him really scared him.

And this slap from Zachary Salvatore was definitely not considered clear, a slap was enough to slap his entire body down to the ground, his eardrums emitted a roaring sound, and his cheeks were red and swollen from being slapped.

“Dad … what happened to you, I am Sergio ah … I am your son ah.” Little Sergio did not show it right away even though he was sad and upset, he was still naive enough to think that his dad was just drunk to be like this.

Zachary Salvatore heard the name “Sergio” and could not help but coldly laugh out loud, “Sergio, of course I know you are Sergio, precisely because you are Sergio so I have to beat you ah. ”

“Why were you born into this world, why don’t you go and die? Do you realize that all your existence is a disgrace in my life?”

“Because of your existence, I can’t marry the woman I love. Because of your existence, I was forced to marry the woman I disliked and loathed to the extreme. Even more so, because of your existence, the only woman I ever truly loved in my life died.”

“You say, should I hate you? Do you think you deserve to die yourself? How do I regret not dropping you when you were first born?”

Zachary Salvatore’s eyes were extremely dark at the moment, his eyes sinister.

On weekdays, he merely forced himself to hide it, and today he happened not to have to force himself, using his drink to get to the top of his lungs to let out all those years of dislike for this child at once.

Perhaps sober he would still read the reasoning of a child’s innocence, but at the moment three parts sober and seven parts drunk, he completely threw away such a shallow reasoning, and vented all the pain and hatred he had suppressed for many years on a child.

Sergio fell to the ground in a daze, elbows because of the fall when the support force is too fierce caused by the pain in the heart of the bone, he endured the pain in the body, but did not endure the pain in the heart.

It turned out that he was a child who was not expected to be born by his father, it turned out that his parents were forced to be together to have his present existence, it turned out that he never should have existed.

A seven year old child even if he was forced to act older on weekdays, he was only a seven year old child’s soul in his bones.

Because of the bitterness in his heart, the tears accumulated in his eyes also gushed out water like a faucet, in order to act as an outlet.

The only thing he was happy about was that his dad only slapped himself and said a bunch of heartbreaking words before walking upstairs, without any further abuse, humiliation or physical torture.

After that, he changed the word dad to father, and behaved very decently and humbly towards his father in every way, without any childishness that a child should have.

Zachary Salvatore, on the other hand, had remembered that night, but it had been nothing more than a drunken speech.

He didn’t like his wife, and he didn’t like the son she gave him, so Sergio’s existence was always destined to be a tragedy.

Unless his father can change his ways and stop living in the past.

In the end, it was because he himself was too obsessed with memories that could never be returned to, that he had lost his mind and could be so indifferent to his own child.

“Buckle up.”

Sergio was lost in his flashbacks when he was awakened by a knock on the door.

“What is it?”

“Young master, young master wants you to go downstairs.” The maid’s voice traveled through the solid wooden door into Sergio’s eardrums.

“Okay, I’ll be right down.” He responded before instantly moving out of the room and heading downstairs.

His usual attitude towards any order from Zachary Salvatore was to show obedience and never question it.

This father, had never been his father, but an existence that was no better than a stranger.

The reason why he still obeyed everything the other party said was merely to repay the other party for raising him.

Coming downstairs, the scene in front of her eyes was reflected in the bottom of her eyes, and some warmth slowly spread from her heart.