Lovin’ in the Moonlight

The first battle back ended in a crushing defeat for Fairen Evert.

“If anything happens to the kid, or if you do lay hands on him to … Maxton West, let me get this straight, I don’t trust you.”

“Don’t need your trust. If anything happens to the child, I’ll take it all on.”

“Good, that’s what you said, if one day you really … what happened to him, I will not forgive you, absolutely not!”

This woman, mood swings so big, eating the wrong drugs?

After a few days, the owner of the bakery gave her the full settlement of her salary for the period, and the first thing Fairen Evert did when she got the money was to buy clothes for her children.

Maxton West quickly recovered and resumed his usual cold words towards her.

The first week back, Nacy got the news.

Erma Capra was dressed in a dainty dress, eating fruit on the sofa in the luxurious old European-style villa.

When Nacy told her about the incident, there was a few seconds of silence, and Erma Capra gritted her teeth in anger: “This woman, she has drugged him, hasn’t she? I’m not sure how to get back after leaving, what a scheming woman! I really underestimated her.”

Compared to Erma Capra’s fury, Nacy, the mastermind of this matter, was calm: “Miss, don’t worry, I’ll take care of this matter.”

“Dad’s side has something going on, this afternoon I have to go to Maxton West, now I’m afraid that the impact of the previous incident is too great, Maxton West will not help.”

“Miss, didn’t the West’s already say that they would never work with the Capra’s before? Are you sure you want to go after him?”

“So you think of something for me! What else do I need you for!” Erma Capra glared at her impatiently.

Nacy thought for a moment, “Don’t worry, things will work out, give me two hours and I’ll come up with a seamless solution for you.”

“That would be best.” Erma Capra grimaced.

Dark clouds loomed outside the window, hinting at a heavy rainstorm.

The night was slightly cool, and a biting chill seeped into the skin as Maxton West stood on the balcony and the butler came respectfully over, “Young master, the man has arrived.”

Erma Capra dress exquisite, extraordinary temperament, a long white dress lining the whole person beautiful as a heavenly girl down to earth. It’s a pity that the man didn’t look at her from the beginning to the end, not even bothering to give her a hint of emotion.

In the hall, the housekeeper voluntarily retired, Maxton West looked downstairs blooming vermilion red petals, the light slanting, he slowly spoke: “You know my patience has always been bad.”

Erma Capra has anger in her heart, she is very nice to that woman, why does she look so impatient when she sees herself?All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Don’t you want to know how Father met that woman in the first place?”

Maxton West’s body a meal, the evening breeze blowing the corners of the coat fluttering, his eyes black bright, originally so demon cold face, now in the night rendering become more cold.

The actual fact is, he did not find out about this matter, after all, it is decades old, plus the father is not an oil lamp, the woman is extremely protective, in addition to know that he has another illegitimate son, the other, Maxton West know nothing.

Or rather, did not want to know. If he knew it was that woman who had caused her to lose her mother, he would not have let her go.

“I also learned later that the cause of your mother’s death was not caused by the death of her first brother, but …”

Before he finished, Maxton West’s face suddenly turned a few degrees colder: “When did it become the turn of an outsider to judge my family’s affairs? If you’re here just to talk about it, you can go away.”

Erma Capra was so angry at his indifference that she couldn’t hold back: “Maxton West!

“I told you, I don’t care what you women think of each other, but if you touch someone close to me, do you really think I won’t dare to kill you?”

There was no one he didn’t dare to kill, and he was never afraid to cause trouble.

In this world, so far, the only one who can talk to him like this is Fairen Evert, and this is his default.

Erma Capra sneered: “Do you think Liam West will let your child grow up safely when he already has an illegitimate child? The only reason Liam West didn’t marry that woman was because of the West family rules! Because he didn’t want the child he had with the woman he loved to become …”

Maxton West suddenly turned around, stepped forward and grabbed her slender neck, holding back all his own disgust, the force of his hands increasing.

Erma Capra kept struggling, she couldn’t catch her breath, her eyes were wide open, her neck was strangled, Fairen a very thick rope strangled neck like, the feeling of suffocation like sea water rushed up together.

Maxton West looked at her with cold eyes, no emotion in them.

Erma Capra’s face was as red as a pig’s liver, she wanted to beg for mercy but couldn’t say anything, she just hit him as hard as she could to get him to let go, but the man didn’t move.

Gradually, the hands could not use the strength, and finally, at the moment when the strength of the whole body disappeared with the consciousness, all the strength in the neck disappeared, and she was heavily thrown to the ground.

A red-toned mark on her neck as clear as a breath of fresh air, her whole body lay on the ground, rolling her eyes, motionless.

“Where is the woman now?” Maxton West asked her condescendingly as he walked up to her and wiped his hands with a wet paper towel in disgust.

“I can say … but you have to promise me one condition.” Erma Capra’s breath was unsteady, the pain in her neck made her dry heave, it was so hard, it was really horrible, Maxton West he actually dared to do it to himself.

Maxton West sneered, “Speak.”

He knew this woman was looking for him for something.

…

Fairen Evert woke up early this day, looked at the time, her mother would wake up soon, she rushed to make a rich breakfast, her heart already had a firm idea.

She wanted to follow her mother, to see where she was going every morning and evening.

As a result, just as her mother left the house, Maxton West cut off all her thoughts with a phone call: “Come over for breakfast.”

“No need young master.” It wasn’t like she was at work right now, and she had things to do.

There was silence for a while, at which point the child’s loud cries rang out, and Fairen Evert was furious when she heard them: “What are you doing!”

“… If he doesn’t come over he’ll cry himself to death.” Maxton West faintly spoke, the next second directly hung up the phone.

This is what you said will take care of? Fairen Evert gas can not, looking at the mother left the back had to go to the West family first.

The other side of the man looked at the crying baby, his face is all helpless, in fact, in his mind “take good care of”, equal to “alive is good”.

… Anyway, Fairen Evert does not know about this thing.