All Out Of Love novel Chapter 75

Carlos took a deep look at her with sadness in his eyes.

"Blood friendship sickness."

Celia stunned for a moment. Blood friendship sickness? She seemed to have heard this word, and she indistinctly said it was a disease that would bleed more.

"Sven's injury is moderate. As long as the blood is properly handled, he will have no problem. The most serious problem is the hemorrhage and swelling of the joints caused by exercising. If he is often bleeding, it is very easy to cause the dislocation and even cause disability."

The more Celia heard the man's low voice, the more nervous she was.

It was so terrible and serious!

No wonder Carlos was so nervous in the first place, and no wonder foster always acted very carefully, keeping her eyes on Sven no matter where he went.

"Then, can he be cured?"

Carlos shook his head, and the sadness on his handsome face was getting stronger and stronger. "There is no effective way so far."

Celia bit her lip. She felt heartbroken that an innocent and innocent child like Sven had suffered such a terrible fate.

"Is it inherited?" She suddenly looked up at him.

Carlos nodded. All of a sudden, Celia's eyes froze and her face was full of worry.

Carlos looked at her affectionately and said, "her mother is a delivery woman."

Celia's dangling heart was slightly relieved. She looked up at him.

He was so smart to get her meaning instantly and removed her worry.

She was worried that the baby in her belly would suffer from these terrible diseases.

After this question, there was short silence between them.

She said in a muffled voice after he gave the peeled apple to her. "I don't feel like eating right now." Then she turned her head away.

She was mad at him. It was such a long time that he was willing to tell her anything about Sven.

What was her most concerned then?

He knew the meaning of the words, but he didn't say it.

Her temper was so obvious. Carlos looked at her side face and couldn't help smiling. Her little face was like a pink balloon.

"I'm not with his mother."

She looked back at him with her watery eyes and had doubts.

'what does it mean that they are not together?'?

"Divorced?"

Carlos frowned and thought for a moment before saying the words dully.

Celia seemed to have heard something unclear.

He raised his hand and rubbed Celia's head gently. In a mellow and pleasant voice, he said, "Celia, believe me.

You're my only wife!"

The words of love, such as confession, stunned Celia. Her cheeks were slightly red, and she took over the apple in his hand. She lowered her head and seriously ate it, just like a clay rat.

After eating and drinking her fill, she began to feel sleepy again.

She didn't know how long she had slept. When she woke up again, she saw Carlos sitting on the chair by the bed.

Although she was living in a single room, it was an ordinary ward with an independent toilet. But it was equipped in a normal place with a bed and a wooden stool in the room.

At this moment, the man was sitting on the wooden bench. His sleeves were rolled to his elbow, and his elbow was leaning on the night table, with his hand clenched into a fist, supporting his head. He was resting.

It was already dusk outside. The sunset glow made him look like a piece of soft and warm haze. Even his stout and deep face became gentle.

Has he been here all the time?

With this thought, she recalled what he had said before.

'I was not with his mother.'

This should be his explanation?

At least she would know that her identity now was aboveboard, not a mistress who destroyed other people's families.

"You are my only wife."

Her mind was full of his words. Her hands unconsciously touched her flat lower abdomen. Maybe this child could be born in a happy and complete family?

The idea shocked Celia.

She was able to forget their relationship and have a happy ending just because of a few words from Carlos.