"The second time was when I married my mother for a year." Her father's voice finally rang again, and Angela raised her eyebrows a little uneasy. She really didn't want what her father said before to be the truth.
"It was an accident. Your mother wasn't at home at the time. I met a female model at a cocktail party. I had a relationship because I drank a little too much." My father touched his nose with some self-deprecation.
"Drinking too much again? Is this an excuse or what?" Angela asked with some dissatisfaction.
"It's a fact," my father spread his hands with a wry smile. "Since then, I have deliberately controlled my drinking."
Angela sighed and continued to ask with a gesture: "Okay, then you..."
"It's just a one-night stand, and I haven't contacted you since." My father took it immediately, looked around carefully, and then whispered: "Don't tell your mother, Chris, she didn't know there would be such a time. "
"Wow, it looks like I've caught your hand, Dad!" Angela grimaced exaggeratedly.
"Yeah, are you satisfied?" Father said angrily and funny looking at her excited appearance.
"Mmmm, satisfied." Angela nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and her naughty appearance didn't look like a 25-year-old girl at all. Following what she thought of again, she asked tentatively, "If I tell my mother, what will happen?"
"It's hard to say, maybe scold me for a few words and then laugh it off, maybe a terrible disaster will happen, like..." Father said subconsciously, and then he closed his mouth and folded his arms and looked into the distance, obviously being provoked memories.
"The third time?" The keen Angela immediately reacted.
"Yes, it was a complete disaster." Father sighed, but his eyes became softer and softer when he looked at her.
"You know, people always face all kinds of temptations, and sometimes they make mistakes if they can't hold on to it, even if it's me." He smiled a little self-deprecatingly, "This time I'm a female secretary, young Beautiful, with nice curly chestnut hair and an alluring azure blue eyes... that's where men make the most of their mistakes."
After a few seconds of silence, my father sighed lightly: "At that time, I was in anxiety because of a major mistake in the company, and your mother was also worried about her own affairs. We often quarreled over small things, So the woman who was quite scheming took advantage of it. We maintained a relationship for more than a month. After your mother found out, I had a big fight. People are so strange. But things never gave in. This kind of quarrel lasted for half a month, and gradually escalated. In the end, I slept in separate rooms and even had a cold war. I even considered whether to divorce... "
Angela's heart tensed. Although her father said it very simply, she could fully imagine how bad the situation was at that time.
"Until one day," my father raised his voice, with a faint smile on his serious face, "Dr. Wilson told us—your mother was four weeks pregnant!"
Father said, stretched out his hand and pressed it in the air: "The crazy world seems to have turned off the switch, and everything has calmed down. Although there is silence between your mother and I, we do what we need to do tacitly for nine months. Then we have a lovely daughter."
Looking at her father's soft eyes, Angela covered her mouth involuntarily. Although she knew that things would definitely turn around, she never thought it would be like this. An indescribable excitement came out of her heart. In a trance, she seemed to have returned to the days when she was wrapped in amniotic fluid, and she seemed to be able to hear her parents whispering to her outside. This may just be an illusion, but that warm feeling has made Angela so comfortable before.
"Later," my father went on, "we used Queen Christina of Sweden as your name—with whom the Albert family is weakly related. And when I asked Brian what he was going to give you What kind of a given name, he who knows the inside story thought for a moment and smiled and said, a name is very suitable!"
He fixed his eyes on his daughter and held her hand: "There is only one best achievement in my life, and that is to have a daughter like you. Thank God, he gave us his angel, you are Our greatest pride, always will be!"
Her father's hand was so warm that Angela, who was excited, couldn't help trembling slightly. Although she tried her best to make the sparkle in her eyes not so obvious, she couldn't help hugging her father any longer.
"Dad, I love you." Angela, who closed her eyes and felt her father's broad chest, muttered in a low voice.
"I love you too, dear." Father kissed her on the head. "Everyone makes mistakes, and everyone has a chance to undo their mistakes. Maybe she lacks opportunities, but as long as she has something she wants to salvage Thoughts, opportunities will come sooner or later."
"I understand, Dad, thank you..." Angela, who was buried in her father's arms, hugged him tighter with a choked expression.
"That's about it, let the bodyguard carry the luggage to the car first." Annie looked at the box and said to the maid beside her, "If Angie has anything else, I will be responsible for taking it."
"Let you do it yourself? How is that possible." A lazy voice came over, and Angela, wearing a simple plaid t-shirt, light gray jeans, a sun hat and a leather bag, appeared in front of her housekeeper smilingly.
"How does it look?" She turned around in front of Annie showing off with her eyes bent.
"Not bad, as beautiful as ever." Annie nodded with a smile, "Your mix and match style has always been distinctive."
"It's really touching, I like you talking like this." Angela said with a bit of a hippie smile, and followed up and hugged Annie: "Then that's it, I'm leaving, and help me guard the house. In addition, look after you. The... that."
Annie shook her head with a laugh, and pulled Angela back before she lifted her leg to leave: "Wait, where's your stuff?"
Angela was stunned for a while, then sighed helplessly, then raised her right hand and shook it: "Here."
On her right wrist hangs a silver-white bracelet of relatively fine workmanship, and in the middle of the bracelet is a ruby-like ornament the size of a grain of rice.
"There's one here, two in the bag, one in the belt, and one in the heel... Damn, I just want a solo trip around the world!" Angela, who was counting, suddenly complained. said.
"Who made you so rich and famous." Annie said scornfully, covering her mouth.
Angela rolled her eyes: "I hope they can keep a distance of 1000 feet from me, and these things better not be too sensitive - I don't want the bodyguards to suddenly barge in while I'm taking a shower in the bathroom. Come in."
Speaking of which, she suddenly thought of something and laughed: "If this happens, mother's face must be very beautiful."
"Angie!" Annie shook her head helplessly.
Since her parents came to visit at home, Angela has become more and more lively, as if she has put down a lot. After thinking about it for a long time, she decided to make her vacation worthy of the name, so she had a plan to travel around the world alone.
One can imagine how much opposition such a plan would attract. From parents to godfathers to aunts and uncles, all of them disagreed—including Anne and Alizee.
"Safety is the most critical place. You are alone and you have to go to so many places. It is difficult to guarantee safety," Annie reminded.
"I thought you were a little sensible, but I didn't expect that you were still going crazy." Alizee was sarcastic as always.
The anxious mother simply came to the door: "Chris, there are many places in Europe that you haven't been to, why do you have to travel all over the world? And being alone, it will make me sleepless."
Although Angela did not intend to give up her plan, after various persuasion - especially her mother, who had been terrified by the shooting incident - she had to make a compromise: bring bodyguards, and no less than six indivual. It's just that this is not in line with her idea of traveling around the world in a low-key manner. After thinking about it, Angela made an adjustment: the bodyguards must keep a distance of at least 1,000 feet from her - at least make her look like she is doing a solo Travel - and she has an alarm, and if something really happens, the bodyguards can rush over at any time.
Of course, even this would be unacceptable to a loving mother.
"What if the emergency happens too quickly? What if the bodyguards are not given time to react? What if the alarm goes off?" the mother asked, in her opinion her daughter just had to go to Europe - not even run around and stay by her side That's it.
In the end, it was the father who persuaded the mother, but under the pressure of the mother, Angela had to list the behavioral norms in various situations one by one. For example, when there are many people, the bodyguard can shorten the distance or even walk with her. some type of.
"It's almost like signing a contract of sale." Angela complained while looking at the densely written specifications that were finally passed from her mother. But who gave her the whimsical idea of a solo globe-trotting trip
"Okay, that's it, if you don't leave, the plane will be late-you know it's rare to take an airline flight." Angela said and hugged Annie again, then went out and got into the car.
And Annie sent her to the gate of the villa, and she looked back after watching the car disappear at the gate of the manor.
"She finally left?" Alizee came to Annie's side at this time, "Did you say when to come back?"
"No, Angie just said she'll be back when she's done." Annie shrugged.
"So we have enough time?" Alize rubbed her chin and said unwillingly, looking at the door of the manor that was no longer empty.
"You can say that." Annie turned around and smiled lightly, "How are you preparing?"