Love to Kill novel

---- silently. He did not say good morning any longer. Samuel was upset, but what can he do? He thought he was shameless enough and did not take Aaron's words seriously no matter what he said, but Matilda said she did not want to see him again...... Thinking of this, Samuel's heart was in pain. If Matilda's words were not so decisive , if there was a little bit of room for turnaround...... One day, Sidney's teacher called and asked if Sidney got bullied. Samuel thought it was impossible.

The teacher was speechless , sent him a photo after hanging up the phone, and told him that it was dangerous for the kid to have that thought. She hoped he could stop that early. It was a painting, to be precise, a comic strip. It was painted with a family of four walking hand in hand, and it marked father, mother, sister and himself. The second painting was of another man, painted black. He knocked down his father with one blow and snatched away his mother.

The third was a huge version of himself, sitting the dark figure down on the floor. Needless to say, the dark man was Aaron. ---- At best, it could only be considered as some childish fantasy, which was not worthy of the teacher's special call for inquiry. It was disturbing that the third painting used a lot of red, which looked like a piece of blood had been spilled. Even the adults were frightened when they saw it. Samuel took Sidney home on that day.

Sidney carried his small schoolbag to walk in front, He did not want a hug and was not any longer pettish and sticky, wearing a serious face. Samuel pulled him after he put away his schoolbag , trying to enlighten her little son. "sidney, do you hate me?" Samuel asked. Sidney pursed his lips and turned his head awkwardly . He had already known that some things could not be achieved by crying. Looking at his stubborn son, Samuel felt very sad. He said, "How about this?

I send you to your mother tomorrow, and you will live with her, OK?" Sidney suddenly shook off his hand, screaming that he did not want that and then his tears burst out. "No... Why should I leave you? I want Mommy and I want Daddy." Samuel's heart was sour. He hugged his struggling son, sobbing, "It is my fault. It is understandable that ---- Mommy doesn't forgive me. I don't deserve to have a wife and children, sorry......" Samuel's spirit had come to the limit.

If Sidney was only longing for his mother, then he had the most instinctive need for Matilda. She was indispensable as air, as water. He had already made up his mind and would ask his children's opinion. If they would like to, he would give all the property to his wife and children and he would go to a hospital. At least someone would take care of him, it was better than that he took all the things himself. When Rebecca back, it was already 6 PM. They sat on the sofa in the living room and had to make a choice.