Gluey Love Between Us

Chapter 2244

Bert narrowed his eyes. Victor was right. His son was here to torture him.

However, Henrick's character still needed to be tested.

Bert narrowed his eyes and restrained his emotions.

Earlier, he had received a phone call from Victor, saying that Henrick had come to torture him and would live next door to him. Bert was so angry that he immediately hung up the phone and went next door to get even with Henrick.

Bert was afraid that Henrick would hurt his daughter.

However, he didn't expect to run into Henrick when he went out, and he was with Marlon.

Bert and Victor had been friends for many years, but they had little contact in recent years because of the little b*stard in front of him. Moreover, Henrick had deeply hurt Bert's daughter, so he did not like him.

He would not interfere with his daughter's choice, but she had to be happy.

However, how could his deeply injured daughter walk out of the shadows of her past so easily?

The brat in front of him was her lifelong obsession.

"Brat, you're right. You've hurt my daughter, and affected her for the rest of her life. Do you think I'll forgive you if you apologize to me and say a few nice words?" Bert was very angry. He had been very angry all these years.

If it wasn't for the two crossing paths this time, he would never want to see the Alwynn family.

Every time Bert saw his daughter cry, he called Victor to mock him.. It was his responsibility for not educating his son well.

He didn't care about Victor, and he couldn't let go of the anger in his heart.

Obviously, he succeeded. Each time, Victor was so angry that he gnashed his teeth and did not know what he had done to offend Bert.

After hanging up the phone, Bert couldn't help laughing.

He also vented his anger on behalf of his daughter. He was so happy that he wanted to dance.

Although he was told off by his wife every time, he was still happy.

Henrick smiled and said sincerely, "Uncle Klein, I know you won't forgive me so quickly, but I have a lifetime to spend with Allie. I will spend the rest of my life begging for her forgiveness."

Bert gave him a strange smile and said, "Okay, let me teach you a lesson before you get Alice's forgiveness."

As Bert spoke, he quickly stepped forward. His eyes were cold and his fists were as quick as the wind. He punched Henrick hard on the shoulder again. With a sweep of his feet, Henrick lost his balance and fell to the ground. Bert unceremoniously punched and kicked him again.

Henrick didn't fight back. Bert hit him heavily and each punch was very hard.

Henrick was in so much pain that his eyes were tightly closed. He bent over and curled his arms and legs around himself. Every time Bert kicked him, he gasped.

"You brat, your dad said you're here to torture me. My daughter has suffered so much from you for so many years, I won't stand on ceremony," Bert shouted as he kept attacking Henrick.

Although Henrick was in great pain, he didn't feel like he was about to die. Instead, the pain in his body made him feel less guilty.

"Dad, sob sob... Don't hit him. Don't hit him." Alice rushed over crying and squatted down to protect Henrick.

She held him in her arms.

Henrick's whole body was sore and in pain, but when he smelled the familiar scent and heard the familiar voice, he felt like he was no longer in as much pain.

Looking at his daughter protecting Henrick, Bert was so angry that his chest heaved as he breathed. He roared, "Alice, are you that stubborn? Have you forgotten about how he's hurt you?"

"Who did you cry all day and night for? It's all because of this brat. Now, you're stepping out to protect him. Have you forgotten the suffering you've endured all these years?"

"He hasn't been beaten to death yet. Why are you protecting him like this?" Bert glared at Henrick and turned to leave.

As soon as he turned around, the corners of his mouth rose. It felt good to beat Henrick up, and he was in a much better mood.

When he went back, he would definitely call Victor and make him feel sorry for his son.

In the past few years, because he loved his daughter so much, his heart almost ached to death seeing how distressed she was.

Watching her father walk away, Alice looked at Henrick in her arms.

His lips were stained with blood, and his nose was bleeding. He closed his eyes tightly and laid in her arms, and her tears kept flowing down.

He tears dripped onto Henrick's face, and there was still some lingering warmth on them, but they felt like they were burning him, imprinting themselves on his heart.

He slowly opened his dark eyes and his gaze met Alice's watery eyes.

Alice was stunned. She didn't expect that he would suddenly open his eyes.

Henrick smiled in distress.

"Alice, I'm sorry. I made you cry again."

"Ahem, Ahem..." He coughed violently and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

He slowly raised the corner of his mouth, thinking that he must be in a mess at the moment.

He had never been in such a sorry state.

"Henrick, how are you feeling?" Alice looked at him worriedly. She didn't expect that her father would suddenly make a move.

Henrick wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and reassured her with a smile, "Alice, I'm fine. Don't cry."

Henrick laid quietly in her arms. It turned out that her embrace was so warm and reassuring.

Seeing that she was crying for him, he was distressed and happy. She still had some affection for him in her heart.

The evening breeze blew gently, causing Alice to softly choke from her sobs.

Although Henrick didn't want to leave her arms, he couldn't just lie on the ground like that. Moreover, Alice was still crying.

He struggled to get up. His hands hurt, but they were still strong.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the injuries caused by Uncle Klein were very painful, it was not enough to break his limbs.

To be honest, during these years abroad, although his family was rich, he did not like to show off the wealth of the Alwynn family.

Back when he was abroad, he was simply just Henrick and had nothing to do with the Alwynn family. He wanted to work hard to make a name for himself. The entertainment industry was very complicated, especially in the foreign entertainment industry. Over the years, his temper had worsened.

Moreover, he liked to be alone, and fights were also particularly fierce. The pain he was currently feeling was not particularly painful for him.

Seeing that he was about to get up, Alice used all her strength to help him up. His legs hurt so much that Henrick staggered a few steps before regaining his balance. However, most of his body was still leaning against Alice's shoulder.

"Alice, go back and rest." He stood firm and looked down at her.

He couldn't push things too fast. If he did so, things would backfire.

Therefore, he did not immediately follow Alice to Lemmon City and instead, he gave her enough time to sort out his emotions.

Alice looked at him with red eyes. "Can you go back by yourself?"

He seemed to be in a bad state.

Henrick smiled, and there seemed to be tenderness between his eyebrows. The blood on his lips were very clearly visible in the night. "Yes, Allie, because you can ignite my heart and make me brave and strong."

Hearing this, Alice was so shocked that her mouth fell open slightly. She stared at him with her round eyes and pursed her lips, dazed. What did he mean by saying that?Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.