Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady

Why? He was a man, yet he was so neither too strong nor too weak that it made people want to give him a good beating.

White Dew, who had never had a family and care, could not understand the pain that belonged to Klaus. She only wondered if it was something wrong with Klaus to insist on not letting go of his past. Klaus … Did he not know that there were so many things in him that people could not reach? Perhaps it was because he had been with them for so long that he had forgotten his initial gratitude and simplicity.

Bailu's eyes showed disapproval. Elijah had no choice but to sum up his speech. He then looked into the future with a hint of excitement that he could not understand.

"I think perhaps the child you are carrying can help my brother recover his happiness and his self."

Sophie came in from outside, nodding in agreement. "I'm glad you think so, because we need your help."

Elijah formally faced Sophie, and his question was straightforward. " Witch, what do you want?... What does this have to do with you abducting her? "

He's a good man. Sophie glanced at her. And you're my ticket. A flash of electricity passed between the three of them.

On the contrary, she made her first request to Elijah. "We're going to get Marcel and his vampires out of town."

Elijah could understand that. Vampires and werewolves were never good friends.

"Klaus is the key." Elijah's face darkened. "You want to use him against Marcel?" If they wanted to use Klaus, it was because they thought their lives were too long.

Sophie continued.

"All that Marcel knows about the vampires was taught to him by Klaus. We all know that Marcel believes in him and admires him. He will not anticipate Klaus's betrayal."

The witch's eyes were fixed on Elijah. She wanted to hear his opinion.

"Yes," Elijah agreed. "I'm sure you know my brother Klaus doesn't like to be told to do things."

They had all heard about the great half-breed. "So I brought you here."

Elijah raised his eyebrows. She didn't think that the relationship between their ancestors was harmonious, did she?

Sophie glared at Elijah again and explained further. "Marcel drove all the werewolves out of town decades ago. Do you really think he would have welcomed a half-breed as a neighbor?"

Elijah's mouth went rigid. Obviously, their family's baby wasn't necessarily welcome, and he still wasn't sure of Klaus's attitude toward the mysterious baby with the more complicated lineage.

Bai Lu was speechless. It was only today that she found out that the magical baby's bloodline was extremely subtle. It was simply a comical fall of the creation god.

Sophie stared at Elijah, almost coercing her voice. "Convince Klaus to help us, and no one will know that the First Family has a new member."

The surroundings were so quiet that only the breathing could be heard.

"That sounds like a threat." But he was not angry. Sophie was only a small figure, not worth his anger.

Sophia was especially angry. Jane An had sacrificed her life for this. "I told you, I will not care about anything else."

She glanced at Sophie, then gestured to Elijah to be patient.

"Good, then... This still belongs to me, doesn't it? " Elijah's eyes reddened at the sight of Sophie desperately enduring her grief. He couldn't bear to treat a woman who had just lost her family.

Thus, the man smiled at the two of them in a relaxed manner, and Elijah agreed.

My little brother, you are indeed a troublesome machine, but this time, it is an unexpected surprise.

It took Elijah less than an hour to find Klaus.

He seemed to have never been in such a hurry to find his brother. Their time was almost frozen, so they never hurried the passage of time.

Eternity had become a curse.

The evening light in New Orleans was bright and clean.

Elijah looked down from the roof. Klaus's eyes were half open, and he was staring at the distant street in the direction of their former home.

White gauze curtains fluttered around him, and Klaus, his face set, his strong body propped against the railing, the light staining his muscular muscles with a faint softness.