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Clayton laughed and shook his head with her: "My relationship with your mother goes beyond that. At the wedding, I knocked your grandfather to the ground with one punch."

Donna understood now.

"Is that why your relationship is not good?"

"Of course that's not the case, it's just the opposite. The old Count Fennamor doesn't like your mother at all. We sent him a wedding invitation, but he came just to ruin the wedding because his daughter went against his arrangement and not only refused to become a monk. , and married a country man, which he felt was humiliating. "

Clayton still clearly remembered the scene that day. Tritis was standing next to Ullen in a snow-white wedding dress. Count Fenamor walked towards them, and she also walked up to him. She originally had a smile on her face, hoping that her father, who never liked her, would at least give her blessings on this day, but the old earl just slapped her with a livid face, and then he saw Tritis crying for the first time.

"I think he wanted his daughter to stay in the convent forever because he didn't want to pay a dowry for her."

He waved his fist in the air: "After he hit Cuitis, I was the first to take action and gave Count Finnamo a heavy blow. No one can make the bride cry at the wedding, even hers Father."

"What about my dad?" Donna asked.

"He fought with the old count's valet, and we each picked an opponent, and both won."

Donna's face turned red, and she felt a faint excitement in her heart. This was the first time she felt the external power of a united family.

Clayton felt that the time had come, and quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Look, I fought with Tritis, helped her complete the love ceremony with Ulen, and served as the best man when they got married. I can be called the best man. Your parents were the first witnesses to the marriage. If you want me to put aside these memories and be with her, the scene would be unimaginable. "

"If she were a man, she might be able to run with Uren about who is my best brother."

"So, you can tell her that I will never have any thoughts about her, but she should change her habit of fantasizing."

Donna had completely believed that Clayton would not fall in love with Cuitis, but she was not disappointed. Instead, she was still moved in her heart, which was the emotion that burst out from the friendship and family ties between Clayton and Cuitis.

"I will definitely bring the words." She turned and walked towards the door, eager to tell her mother about Clayton's feelings for his family.

However, she opened the door and Cuitis was already standing there.

The nun seemed to have listened to what Clayton had said before. The expression on her face could not be said to be bad. Her eyes behind the sunglasses looked at Clayton carefully. The face exposed looked soft and peaceful, and her body was motionless, as if A stone statue of a goddess.

Clayton sat back on the chair and spoke first: "Treatise, eavesdropping is not a good habit."

The soft and peaceful expression faded from Cuitis' face, and she then spoke, her tone returning to her usual toughness: "Clayton, you still like to shirk responsibility. I still can't tell what you are thinking, but if you don't want to let If others misunderstand, don’t do things that will cause them to misunderstand.”

"I don't know that I've ever done anything like this."

"Yeah?"

Cuitis said very definitely, and Clayton began to feel uneasy. He thought hard, but he didn't think about when he did something to Cuitis that would cause her to misunderstand.

"It seems that you need a little reminder." Cuitis said: "As for your past standards for choosing girlfriends, I will not mention it now. But you should at least think carefully about why I don't like to correspond with you. This kind of When did the situation begin?”

Clayton frowned: "Is this my fault too?"

"certainly."

Clayton began to think hard, and Donna looked at her mother doubtfully, hoping to get the answer one step ahead, but Tritis did not answer. She had to wait for Clayton to find out the answer first.

Creighton failed.

"Tell me, what did I do?" He gave up thinking about it.

Cuitis blinked her eyes, but the time for which she closed her eyes was extremely long: "At that time, you used your connections in the army to conceal the news of Wu Lun's death, and then imitated his handwriting and wrote me a letter for four months. The content was very... Very much like him.”

She was actually tactful enough.

Everything Clayton did to hide the news of Ulen's death was unacceptable to normal people. She only picked the most acceptable parts, which was enough to surprise her daughter.

"What?!" Donna yelled.

She finally understood her mother now.

This is really strange, anyone who experiences this will get it wrong.

Clayton breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't take this as a big deal:

"It turns out that this is what happened. I thought I had made it clear a long time ago. I did that just to appease your emotions. You were pregnant at the time. If you were frightened by the news of Wu Lun's death and affected your health, then it was very likely that you would leading to miscarriage."

There are often rumors in the army that a soldier's wife suffered a miscarriage due to grief after learning of her husband's death. After knowing the news of Wu Lun's death and the news of Tritis' pregnancy, it was difficult for Clayton not to think about such things. Although Donna was not called Donna at that time, he was already determined to ensure that his brother's final flesh and blood would be born without any risk. .

He knew how deeply Cuitisi loved Wu Lun, and in that case, concealing the truth became the only way.

Okay, maybe not the only way, but there's only so much Clayton can do while being thousands of miles from home.

"Then what's the content of those letters you forged? They are simply..." Cuitisi paused, and she felt embarrassed just recalling the emotions she believed to be true at the time: ".Full of love, just like a turtle. Something written by Lun himself.”

Hearing her comments, Clayton suddenly felt proud: "I have always been good at imitating handwriting. As for what Ulen would say to his wife - he never avoided me when writing letters in the past, and sometimes he even asked me for advice. Plus, based on my understanding of him, I can easily imitate it just by looking at it. Even if the words and sentences are carelessly written, I think you will only be happier."

"Actually, I was worried that you would see through me, but I didn't expect that you couldn't see anything, love."

He smacked his lips and shook his head, and Tritis quickly approached him.

"You want to say I'm stupid?" She put her hands on the table and glared at Clayton condescendingly.

"I would never dare to have such an idea." Clayton said politely.

Cuitis raised her face and took a deep breath. When she lowered her head again, she already had an angry expression: "Dear Kerry, I originally wanted to leave you some dignity, but you forced me to. You know why I refused to let you See Donna?"

Donna stood there at a loss. She had received too much information today and couldn't handle it.

"Because you are afraid that I will take her away as my daughter."

Cuitis slammed the table: "Wrong! Because you are morally corrupt! You are still a fool! You can only bring bad influence to the child! Only when she grows up and has established a complete moral code in her heart can she come to you, Otherwise, I will definitely be disturbed by your ideas!”

"I'm not that bad, right?" Clayton was really hurt.

Cuitis looked at him with disappointment: "Ulen told me all your changes. You are getting worse every day than yesterday, and you have learned all the bad habits of the soldiers. I never thought that the army would If you become like that, you should leave the army as soon as possible. Doesn't Ulen's death serve as a warning to you? What kind of justice is there in the colonial army? It's not worth sacrificing your life!"

Clayton shook his head helplessly: "I can't leave before my service contract expires, otherwise I will be a deserter and I will be court-martialed."

"Then become a deserter!" Cuitisi said decisively. "Use your vacation to go to other cities, to the vast countryside, or simply to foreign countries, to the East, across the inland sea. There is no way they can catch you."

"But you just wouldn't. You even signed a second contract with the military to keep fighting the damn war!"

She was right. Clayton lowered his head: "I just want to be promoted to a good position in the army and find an answer to everything I have experienced before."

So many people he knew had lost their lives for a stupid war, and he was unwilling to leave midway.

Even if no one would answer him, at least, he wanted to see the outcome of that war. Victory would make all deaths meaningful.

"So have you found the answer you want?" Cuitis asked seriously.

Clayton shook his head in frustration.

"So you're a fool," Tritis said.

"Okay, I admit that I'm a fool, but you're not much better." Clayton quickly recovered from his negative emotions. He raised his head and used to confront Tritis: "You messed with Donna's name. I didn’t blame you for all these years.”

Donna, who had been listening, pressed her chest and looked at her uncle in shock: "Does it still matter to me?!"

Cuitis crossed her arms in front of the desk, her elegant thin eyebrows frowned, but she did not stop Clayton from speaking: "Very well, you should tell me, I also want to know what I did wrong."

Clayton looked up at her arrogantly: "Ulen's last letter to you at that time was about the name of the child. He was not sure whether the child was a boy or a girl, nor was he sure about his future life or death, so he provided many backup options. I hope you can choose a name after the child is born, and there are two prerequisites.”

"With girls, he said, 'If it's a girl, let's put a Donna here.' That's actually the Mansis way of naming, because there are a lot of Mansis names that are difficult to distinguish between genders, and all the need A prefix to clarify this, Donna means lady, still needs a name, and you didn't understand this at all, so you entered the prefix as the full name in the parish register."

"By the time I found out about this, it was already too late. I could only let you do whatever you wanted!" He waved his hand violently. "If you don't believe it, go back and take out the letter and read it together!"

Upon hearing the news, Donna took two steps back in disbelief.

"So so far, everyone has actually called me 'woman, woman'?!" She could no longer look directly at her name.

No one expected that during the quarrel between these two people, she was the one who was hurt the most!

Clayton nodded affirmatively and pointed at Tritis: "It's all her fault!"

Cuitis was finally not so calm anymore. She blushed and kept banging on the table as if she had returned to her youthful and vigorous appearance: "That's all because of you. You suddenly told me about Ulen after I gave birth to Donna." When I heard about the death, my mind went blank. How could I think normally?"

"And now she has a Christian name, Rosina. How nice that sounds!" She tried to prove that this mistake had been remedied.

"Rosiana—hehe." Clayton dismissed the name.

No matter how you think about it, "Creticia" is more beautiful.

"What?! What?!" Cuitis was so angry at Clayton's tone that she couldn't say a complete sentence and could only keep questioning.

Clayton helped her organize her words: "Just admit it, you're a fool."

"Absolutely impossible!" Cuitisi finally came to her senses and attacked oppressively: "You are the real fool. You didn't think of me when you were searching for information about extraordinary phenomena. I showed it to you a long time ago when we first met. With the secret power of the blade, ordinary girls cannot have that much strength and cannot eat so much."

This news naturally surprised Clayton: "I thought you were just a good eater."

"You fool, don't blame others. After all, you can't see clearly." The proud person was Cuitisi.

But Clayton would never admit defeat easily, and he immediately fought back.

"Hmph, I think you are blind, otherwise you wouldn't be able to recognize your husband's identity. The Bello family is a family of sealers. My mother Yingjia brought wolf blood into her. Wu Lun actually has some of it. With wolf blood, it is more difficult for a werewolf to have a child with an ordinary person. That’s why you have to work hard for several years to have a child, and my parents only have two children.”

They didn't tell Cuitis the news about the Sealer at first, and she almost fainted as soon as she was exposed to it.

"It's actually the Sealer. Tell me that he didn't hide his identity from me. This is not an intentional tease of the dark descendants on the priesthood." She hesitated for a while before speaking. She held her forehead with her delicate hands and begged in a weak voice, as if she would be dead the next moment. To pass out.

"Oh, Ulen really doesn't know anything. I discovered this matter." Clayton said honestly. "He absolutely loves you."

Hearing what he said, Cuitisi immediately came to life. She put down her hands and looked radiant.

"I knew he wouldn't lie to me!"

To her, Wu Lun's true feelings were more important than anything else.

"Mom, don't you care about me?" Donna said unhappily. Tritis didn't care about her after knowing about the sealer. She might also become a werewolf.

"Are you a werewolf too?"

"No, but I won't be able to say for sure in the future."

Cuitis breathed a sigh of relief. Donna had already opened her arms, so she walked over and hugged her.

"Okay, I already have the answer to who can't see clearly." Clayton said: "I hope she can remember this in the future. Otherwise, I have to ask her how she imagined Ulen. ”

Cuitisi, still holding her daughter, turned back angrily: "I just thought Ullun inherited Khandar's congenital frailty!"

"Haha." Donna suddenly laughed in her arms.

Clayton and Tritis both looked at Donna, wondering what she was laughing at.

The girl couldn't stop laughing and broke away from her mother's arms. She pointed first at herself and then at Clayton, and struggled to say one word from her laughter: "Loss of taste."

Then her fingers traced from Clayton to her mother, and her laughter was as powerful as a drumbeat: "It's more edible!"

Finally, she pointed her finger to the sky, her laughter was at its maximum, and her body was shaking with laughter: "Congenitally weak, hahahaha!"

The word "taste failure" already reminded Clayton of their conversation in Gevaux. The little witch thought that the price of the werewolf's curse was just a loss of taste. What's more, with the two new words behind it, he completely understood what she meant. , couldn't help laughing along with her, and kept slapping the table with his palms.

Cuitisi heard their laughter, and although she still couldn't fully understand what they meant, her emotions were already infected.

Looking at the happy two people, her anger subsided, and the corners of her mouth that should have remained dignified could not help but grin. A trace of laughter squeezed out of her throat, symbolizing that the last dam was destroyed, and the hearty and cheerful laughter burst out from inside. Rushing out continuously.

Soon, the three of them were laughing so hard that they forgot everything. Their laughter filled the study, the corridor, and even alerted the servants throughout the house.

The people here are none other than three fools from the Bello family.