Antagonist
Chapter 6. Paternity

...If you are food, then you are a piece of warm bread....

...So light, not as sweet as candy. But it makes me miss the smell....

...These little hands, hold your warmth. That's when I want to stop time, not want your body to be cold, not want God to take you from my side....

Edward.

"But if they hurt you again--" Edward's sentence is interrupted.

"This kid's shit hasn't given up on being a psychopath either!" Rachel tried to smile.

However, the girl hugged Edward back tightly."All we have to do is get out of this place. Go to the police station, then contact the great lord (father Edward)."

"A... dad? He hated me, because my birth caused my mother to die." The answer from him stammered.

Rachel sighed harshly considering the contents of the original novel. An evil psychopath, Edward kills his own father in the original work, only to fight for status and power for Alira (the female lead). The father's last words, the smiling man said he loved his son for the first and last time before he died from a stabbing.

There was clearly miscommunication and misunderstanding. In the sense that Edward's father is certain, the original is a true child's bucin. The proof after contacting his father asked for a new car to pick up, before three days the car had arrived.

Rachel let out a rough sigh, tightening her embrace on Edward."Cry out! But you know what? Maybe a miracle happens, maybe when you get back, your father will love you."

Edward gripped tightly onto Rachel's clothes back. Does he have to believe?

Rachel patted Edward's back slowly. Sometimes saying something magical to a child can be more convincing than saying something logical.

Blood continued to flow from Rachel's injured arm, due to the scissors that had stuck.

"Edward for my sake, don't kill or do anything dangerous. You just have to run away. Go to the police station, call your father. I...this is the number! I. remember I'll stay here. Wait at the police station until your father arrives. So that your uncle and aunt can't threaten you." A smiley order from Rachel, taking out a small note with an international phone number. He couldn't move at all. Even if forced bleeding will occur more and more. His life will drift faster.

Nah! He cannot die so soon. He would live in this strange world, just think of it as reincarnation. He will stick to Edward like a leech, then unite him with Alira. Then after adulthood, living independently in a distant place, may be a doctor in a famous hospital.

Edward nodded, clasping Rachel's fingers."You can't die. If you die I will kill them. Wait here for me, please..."

Sentence after sentence that Edward said before finally escaping from the warehouse through the tall window that his trellis had already been successfully opened by him.

The boy trembled, worrying Rachel. But this is his only chance. Leaving the house through a cracked wall gap in the side yard.

Her tears were not constantly flowing. Withstood pain all over his body. In his heart was really worried about Rachel's condition.

It's night, no vehicles. He ran as hard as he could, his breathing cackling. More than an hour, until the police station was sighted.

"Why are you, son, are you lost?" ask a police officer.

"I. Please save Rachel. Please lend me a phone, a. I want to call my dad." His cry sobbed in irregular breaths.

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Other countries...

"Sir, this is from the young master..." Said Furran (the secretary) after the call was switched off.

"Give me his wish." Order of Flint Snowden (father of Edward Snowden).

"Sir, I think this time you should meet the young master directly." Furran looks worried.

"Why? Did he ask for a new residence? I... It's not her birthday, is it? A.m.shall..." Flint who originally put on a cold face now began to worry. How to behave as a father? How could Angelic (mother of Edward) leave her with a fragile creature that is even hard to touch?

"Young master is currently at the police station. Wilmar, Miss Angelic's sister is violent against the young master. Maybe what the waiter named Rachel said was true." Furran sighed many times.

To be honest he was also upset, Wilmar was given the confidence to keep Edward temporarily. Because Flint was too awkward every time he faced his quiet son. Wilmar and his family can live a life of luxury, but dare to harm the young master (Edward)?

"Message me a ticket! Nah! Use Cratom's private jet (a business partner of Flint's)! Tell me it's an emergency!" Flint immediately took his suit. Pissed off? Of course, his son was always moody and fragile. Even he was reluctant to touch her for fear of hurting her. But them! How dare! Even if the Angelic family would not be allowed to live a quiet life by him.

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Clenching his hands still sobbed in tears. The father who had only come home twice a year. Even if you do not go for a business trip, prefer to stay in a villa rather than with it.

The father who always turns his face away hates himself. At least that's what my aunt said. Her beautiful, kind-hearted and gentle mother died because of her. For giving birth to her, no wonder Flint hated her.

His hands clenched, no one ever cared about him. If...if Rachel dies, then they must die too right?

A smile suddenly rang on his face, sitting with a policewoman accompanying him. Waiting for the father's arrival.

"Is Rachel going to die? Can't you come to save him?" Edward asked the police officer.

"Surgery is in process. Moreover, according to your story they can be said to be your only guardian here. Be patient..." The policewoman breathed out many times. Can't just search. What's more, according to this information the children's house is located in an elite housing complex. Where businessmen and some politicians live.

"What happens if Rachel dies?" he tried to smile."Can you replace his life?"

The police officer could not answer. But they had to follow the procedure, waiting for the letter to be signed by their superiors who were still on their way.

Edward tried to get up, a little laugh."It's free for me to run to this place."

"Son! You can't go home alone!" The police officer gets in the way.

"I shouldn't have gone to this place!" The 10-year-old boy smiled, shaking the police officer's hand.

The blood flowing down Rachel's arm was still in her memory. Every moment is precious to him. A frozen heart is like an ice-covered white rose.

He stepped back after waiting for almost two hours. Rachel couldn't have left him, right? His only friend.

If Rachel were to leave, there would be no one in this world who meant anything to her. Run out, until he falls. Trying to get up but difficult, maybe this time his legs sprained.

"Damn!Damnit damnit!Shit!" He shouted, enduring the pain trying to get up.

Until his body is lifted up by someone."White rat! Where to!?"

Edward rounded his eyes, someone he rarely spoke to. Her father is here, really home.