Murong Lie waved his little hand and stretched it towards his mother, shouting anxiously: "Mommy..."
However, the furious Earl Edson had already carried Murong Yao'er up the stairs three steps and two steps, and walked directly to the bedroom on the second floor.
He strode to the bedroom, kicked the door open, then carried Murong Ya'er in, kicked the door shut again, and then threw the crying Murong Ya'er onto the bed.
With his small arms and legs, Murong Lie climbed up the high spiral staircase with difficulty. When he ran up to the second floor holding on to the gorgeous carved handrail, he suddenly heard his mother's muffled sobs coming from the bedroom.
There were sounds of clothes tearing and crying, followed by sudden unbearable screams of pain.
Oh my God, that's Mommy's cry!
Murong Lie was so anxious that there were beads of sweat on his little face. He jogged and stumbled all the way to the bedroom door.
When he ran to the ornately carved door of his bedroom, he was shocked and saddened to hear his mother's painful cries.
This sound would be heard every time my father brought Mommy into the room.
Is the father hitting mommy?
That must be it!
How can a father hit mommy?!
Bad guy! Daddy is a bad guy!
His round and cute little face turned red with anger, and his tender little hands pushed the gorgeous carved door with a "snap".
The mahogany carved door opened as his little body slammed in hard.
"Mommy..."
Murong Lie, who was anxiously calling for mommy, looked up and was shocked!
On the luxurious antique bed with four European-style bedposts, layers of pink bed curtains hang from the ceiling, fluttering gently as the bed shakes.
Through the layers of sandman, Murong Lie's young eyes finally saw how his father "beat" Mommy every time, making her cry in pain.
On the big bed, Murong Yao'er was pressed face down on the silver satin quilt. Her clothes had been torn to pieces, her delicate skin was exposed to the air, and her beautiful face full of tear stains was so heartbreaking.
Already.
Earl Edson's face was full of anger and desire. He didn't even take off his clothes. He just pulled down his trousers, then pressed Murong Yao'er from behind, entered her body, and attacked her violently.
The rough movements made Murong Yao'er even cry hoarsely.
Her whole body curled up in pain, including her toes, but Count Edson held her tightly, unable to even struggle.
However, what made her feel even more ashamed and angry was the shocked face of Murong Lie who suddenly walked in.
He looked at his father in surprise as he kept attacking Mommy. Between the layers of sand, his father's handsome face seemed to become so ferocious.
"Don't look, Ariel, turn around and get out quickly, don't look, don't look!"
Murong Yao'er cried and shouted to the stunned Murong Lie.
"Mommy..." Murong Lie's small body stood there blankly, murmuring as he looked at the terrifying scene in front of him.
He suddenly seemed to be awakened. Through the bed curtain, he saw the painful expression on Mommy's face and her slender fingers desperately grabbing the quilt.
Mommy is in pain, it must be very painful.
he knows.
He ran over and pulled the quilt on the bed hard, trying to pull off the bad father who "hit" Mommy: "Don't hit my Mommy, you are bad, you are bad!"