Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady

Marcel could not fall in love with Rebecca, and in Klaus's mind, the domain of his family, was sacrosanct.

Not even Marcel.

"Didn't you say I'm your family too? I begged you to turn me into a vampire."

Marcel did not understand. Rebecca had accepted him, but why was Klaus still worried? Could he not really believe him?

Klaus didn't deny it, but he still didn't have the intention of transforming Marcel. He sent him flying with a kick, "I said that when you are ready, I will transform you." Marcel didn't even look up to answer. You've been preparing for more than a decade, and Klaus had already become a threatening voice, twisting Marcel's neck. "Don't ever try to change your mind if you get any closer to Rebecca."

Heartless and cruel. He was simply not a human.

At that time, Marcel had started to feel hatred towards Klaus just like that, but this hatred was still shrouded in fear and was slowly growing.

Marcel looked at Rebecca in front of him and instinctively tensed up. His love was too repressed and harsh. Looking at her now, he could not help but savor the thrill of fear.

Seemingly aware of his unstable state of mind, Rebecca said emotionlessly, "Even if you've already achieved fame and reputation, you're still afraid of him."

Rebecca understood this feeling and also deeply hated her brother. As she loved him, she also hated him. Every time she approached him, she was afraid that his merciless dagger would stab into her chest.

Klaus was the devil in everyone's heart.

Marcel denied it very straightforwardly. His emotions also started to fluctuate. "I'm not afraid of anyone."

"If I find out that you know where Elijah is, you don't have to be afraid of Klaus." "I don't know," Marcel said. Rebecca seduced him, explaining slowly, "I'll do it myself."

Marcel didn't respond. His breathing wasn't as wild and wild as it used to be. He just gently pulled Rebecca's hair back behind her ear.

After a short pause, Marcel blew into Rebecca's ear, smiling faintly. "I really do miss the past, but I really can't help you, dear Rebecca."

Rebecca glared at him. Marcel stood there quietly, not moving closer.

"Still, I'm glad to see you," Marcel said the next second, suddenly out of the mood for running an empire. "I hope you can find what you want."

Marcel jumped down from the roof and ran to Klaus, who was waiting for him.

Klaus didn't seem to notice their interaction in the car, but he didn't even glance at the new rookie Nightwalker — Josh.

The car soon left.

Rebecca then turned around and left without a care, only a certain demon that had jumped down from the tree seemed to burn with silent sorrow in the bright sunset.

Rebecca hated complex cities, hated complex relationships even more, and the most hated of all was Klaus.

Remembering that Klaus wanted her to take care of that wolf girl who had appeared out of nowhere, the hatred in Rebecca's heart grew even more obvious.

That scoundrel brother who only knew how to use her!

Elijah, where are you? If you don't come back, who else can control that damned Klaus?!

The Wolf Woman, Bailu Yi, was still in a daze in the park.

Bai Lu sat quietly by herself. She covered the cup of hot tea with her hands, but the warmth didn't penetrate her heart. She seemed to hesitate for a long time before finally taking out the small jar in her bag and taking a few drops.

Ding dong. The medicine was poured into the tea cup and slowly entered the bottom of the cup like a whirlpool. Surprisingly, the smell didn't change at all. It was still a sweet and enticing smell.

"Come, White Dew …" It's none of your business. Don't get involved, she tried to convince herself. Just a stomachache and this stupid thing is over and you can have a free life of your own.

White Dew could become the past. White Dew was the present and the future, she was already used to living alone, and besides, this child could not be born into a family that was full of dangers, nor could she be used by Klaus for the rest of her life.

That man wouldn't allow them to obtain any happiness at all.

However, Bai Lu tried for a long time.

He couldn't do it.

Bai Lu had no appetite to drink it. The water vapor on the edge of the blanket became thinner and thinner, until only a faint mist remained.

Then, when Bailu heard the strange sound, she looked back warily, but saw nothing. She then turned around and found a vampire with a fearsome appearance.

The Night Walker Vampire showed her a disgusting and vulgar smile, as if it was very satisfied with the taste of her food and her body.