[Three thousand gold colleagues of the Xia family] Be good at self-seeking

Cyril and I had a secret wedding in Sicily, and he even took all my relatives over that day, and I finally married him with the blessing of my loved one, becoming Madame Genovese.

In the second month after we got married, we had the biggest quarrel since we met. The reason was that I was not content with the status quo, and I didn’t want to be a full-time housewife at home as Cyril wanted. It is to protect me, but I don't want to live a dull and boring life out of society.

Cyril was very angry. It was the first time I saw him show such a sudden anger in front of me. During this quarrel, although he would still go home every day, he insisted on refusing to share a room with me. , insisted on hugging the pillow and running to lie on the side.In his words, he was doing everything in his power to keep me safe, to defend my life.

I was annoyed by his actions, and as the days went by, he showed no signs of softening. During this period, I had thoughts of hesitation, but in the end I was left with nothing left by his resolute, almost cold attitude.

I know that falling in love is different from getting married, and Cyril's protective and possessive personality, once I agree to his request this time, he will intensify and push forward.

Maybe in the end I will be protected by him and have no freedom at all. Although this idea is absurd and extreme, I still don't want to take a little risk.

Marriage needs constant adjustment. Fortunately, I know him as well as he knows me. After a week of cold war, I finally couldn't get rid of his stubbornness and went to the second bedroom with the quilt in my arms.

Seeing the man who obviously heard me open the door, but was still lying down and pretending to be dead, my anger dissipated immediately, I couldn't help but bend the corner of my mouth, I reached out decisively, lifted the quilt and got into his arms, blinking Looking at him without blinking.

After making such a big commotion, Cyril was too embarrassed to pretend to be asleep, and just opened her eyes with a straight face, staring at the top of my head numbly.I reached out to hold his face, raised my head and rubbed against his chin, and said in a soft tone, "Let's stop arguing, okay? I haven't been able to sleep well these days."

I clearly felt that the man beside me relaxed all over. Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, I heard his muffled voice from above my head: "As long as you promise me, everything can be solved."

Feeling the incomparable firmness in Cyril's tone, I couldn't help but look down, let go of my hand without hesitation, and rolled towards the side of the bed, obviously a little unresponsive, subconsciously wanting to come to me Rubbing, but then I realized that I was almost showing weakness and the man with a livid face, I resisted the urge to laugh, and said lightly: "You know you can't convince me."

Cyril's face became even uglier when he heard that, he reached out and grabbed my arm, and said in a deep voice: "Then you must have the confidence to persuade me?"

I looked at his angry and hurt eyes, I couldn't bear it, I moved forward a little bit, half complained and half coquettishly said: "If you lock me up at home with nothing to do all day, year after year years, then I will spend my whole life arguing with you and persuading you to let me go out. Do you think I will not be sure? "

Cyril couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he heard what I said, his sharp eyes suddenly softened, he slightly turned his head and coughed twice: "Then... what exactly do you want?"

"Let me continue to work." Hearing my answer, he reflexively replied: "No!" I was furious and reached out to squeeze him hard, but in return he shrugged indifferently.

"You obviously hesitated just now!" Seeing me gnashing my teeth in anger, Cyril smiled slightly, as if he had an idea in an instant, with a sly gleam in his eyes: "I can let you continue to work, but the conditions must be It is under my protection, if you refuse, then don't even think about leaving ten meters away from me!"

Seeing that I seemed to be still hesitating, he paused for a moment, then continued in a slightly lower tone: "I can do it if I can say it." Hearing the undeniable meaning in his tone, I thought for a while, and then agreed his terms.

When he heard my answer, a smile immediately appeared on his face. Seeing his smiling face, I felt a little uncomfortable. Now that I had obtained his promise, I quickly rolled out of the bed and ran back to the hospital as fast as possible. He entered the master bedroom and locked the door, regardless of the astonished expression on the man's face behind him.

That night I listened to the pitiful sound of Cyril scratching the door panel, and fell asleep very comfortably.

The following days passed quietly as I gradually got in touch with Cyril. Although I have been in love with him for so many years and firmly believe that we cannot live alone without each other, I still occasionally have a feeling that he can't stand him forever. Endless thoughts of protection and control.

Fortunately, I am not a dodder who can only rely on him to survive. He also knows how to take a step back every time I touch my bottom line.

I know I can't change this man.

Because the environment in which he lives is doomed that he must become such a person, and his identity is also doomed that he must have unpredictable emotions and shady methods, otherwise he would have died long ago.

I love him not only because of his sincerity, reason and firmness, but also because he was born in hell, but he can build heaven on his own.

His love sometimes makes people feel suffocated, but for me, what I love is this kind of him, who will put all of me in his heart, and wish he could hold me in his arms all the time.

In my third year of marriage, I became pregnant and Cyril immediately stopped all my work.

Ten months later, I gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins, probably because I had no talent for naming in my mother's womb, and I only had names like Jack, Ruth, Zhang Hua, and Xiao Ming in my mind. The right to a child's name.

And Cyril thought hard for a long time, and even listened to other people's opinions seriously, and finally named the boy Reginald, and the girl Orthea.

I expressed that I couldn't accept such a high-profile name, but I couldn't resist Cyril's insistence, so I had to die down after the protest was invalid.

The twins have black hair and purple eyes, and their facial features have inherited the advantages of Cyril and I. In Tianmei's words, the two little buns have almost won at the starting line of life.

Because of having a child, in order not to repeat the mistakes of Cyril's mother, I consciously reduced a certain amount of workload and increased the time I stayed in the manor.At the same time, Cyril has become more mature and stable because of becoming a father.

However, on the issue of Reginald's education, I once again had a huge disagreement with Cyril. He wanted to train Reginald as an heir, but I would rather let Reginald become an ordinary child. Just do whatever you want without having to carry such a heavy and huge responsibility.

In the end, Cyril convinced me with an irrefutable reason, and he said word by word according to my almost collapsed: "As long as Reginald's surname is Genovese, he will never escape from this family for the rest of his life." .”

I was speechless by what he said, the eldest son who only walked when I saw it, and babbled in a child's language that no one could understand, my heart was extremely sour.

At this time, I wish I had given birth to two girls, and the responsibility of Genovese has nothing to do with my children.

But no matter how regretful or unwilling I am, I still can't stop Cyril's decision, not to mention that I know clearly that his decision is right.

The only thing I can do is to give the little boy a warm hug when he is exhausted from training.

Fortunately, Reginald showed extraordinary talent from an early age, although he used this talent to give me and Cyril a lot of headaches in later years.But I am still very fortunate that even if Reginald were to join the heir of the Genovese family, he would be the one who is very capable of winning.

Probably, the smarter the child, the earlier the rebellious period came. Reginald's second stage of secondary school began to show signs from the age of five, and it didn't get better until the appearance of Ansair.

Speaking of Ansair, the first time I heard this name was in the summer of a certain year. In the middle of the night, I heard Cyril talking on the phone in a daze. There was a rare tension in his voice, which almost made me feel sick. Thought something big happened.

During my continuous questioning, he kissed my forehead lightly, and said in a low voice: "I just had a long dream, and when I woke up, I realized how happy I am.

His tone was full of inexplicable vicissitudes. He was obviously a lover who had known each other for more than ten years, but it made me feel very strange in an instant.

Later, when I persisted in questioning, I learned that he sent people to Rome, but I still don't know what he sent people for.

It's just that in the summer from now on, there will always be a handsome guy with black hair and purple eyes who will come to Genovese Manor for vacation.

Said it was a vacation, but actually came to be Cyril's student.I found out later that Cyril wanted to train Ansair to be Reginald's deputy.

Although they are only distant relatives, I feel that Cyril always looks at Ansair with the kindness and comfort like a father.

If I hadn't investigated Ansair's parents and knew about the vigorous deeds between them, I would have even suspected that Ansair was Cyril's illegitimate son, although I knew from the bottom of my heart that this was impossible.

But Ansair and Cyril seemed to be carved out of the same mold, regardless of facial features and expressions, I can only attribute this to the greatness of blood. There is an old Chinese saying about uncle Xiao, the nephew.

However, as time went by, I became more and more fond of this child. It was probably because the parents were irresponsible since childhood, and they only had each other in their eyes. Ansair has a maturity and calmness beyond his peers. The leather monkey looks really bearish.

Even Orthea, who is occasionally quite well-behaved and caring, paled in front of Ansair. With his appearance, the two lawless and incompetent demon kings seemed to have a sense of crisis, and they began to express themselves vigorously. Cyril didn't know how many good shows she had seen.

I watched the three children playing together, and saw the man not far away who was looking at the documents intently, and I couldn't help pursing my lips into a smile. I just felt that the years were peaceful and extremely happy.

I was born in poverty, my parents didn't love me, I had a lot of troubles in my early years, I met inhuman beings, I couldn't get what I asked for all my life, and I worked hard.

But fortunately there is one person who loves me deeply.