Chapter 832
Seeing this, Napoleon immediately fled from his mother's sight and went to the small stove to start today's dinner.
At night, Napoleon and Ouni sat at the shabby dining table.
"Mom, who is my father?"
Napoleon held a knife and fork, looked at the bread on the plate, hesitated to move, lowered his head and thought about something, and suddenly looked up and asked.
Ouni, who was eating bread in small bites without saying a word, paused and stopped.
Her consciousness involuntarily returned to the night six years ago.
She was in her prime at that time.
She worked as a waiter in a bar.
Because of her outstanding appearance, she attracted many people.
But she didn't take those ordinary people seriously and didn't pretend.
But until one day, the appearance of a tall man broke the peace of her life.
The man was handsome and elegant, and his words and deeds were domineering and polite.
The first time she saw the man, she recognized his identity.
The guardian of Fishman Island, the son of the hero Charlotte, is also the famous dragon Rockefeller Caesar in the New World, and also a famous playboy on Fishman Island.
Even though she knew that the other party was a playboy.
She still couldn't help but lean over, wanting to get to know this legendary figure.
And Caesar looked at such a beautiful mermaid and wanted to catch her.
So one was curious, the other deliberately attracted the other, and the two attracted each other.
Needless to say, the result was that the woman fell in love with the man.
She even followed the man home that night.
Everything that followed was natural.
Everything went so smoothly.
She admitted that she was a little impulsive at the time and was deceived by the man's sweet words.
But she also loved the man deeply.
But Caesar didn't think so. As a playboy, the beauties around him never lasted for a week.
A week later, the man she loved deeply left her and went looking for another woman.
This shattered the love in her heart.
Just when she comforted herself that she was just playing around.
Life returned to its previous comfort.
If Charlotte knew about this, who knows how she would complain?
Isn't this just a bloody story of a girl who loves a man and is abandoned by a scumbag?
Not long after that, the sudden pregnancy caught her off guard.
Whose child is this? It goes without saying.
She stood there in a daze.
She looked at the pregnancy report helplessly.
She was even a little happy in her heart.
As long as she had this child, wouldn't it mean that she could be with him forever and never separate.
When she wanted to find Caesar with excitement.
But she saw Caesar still lingering with a group of beauties.
At this moment, her heart was cold.
She clenched the pregnancy report in her hand, looked at the bar through the window for a long time and then left.
She wanted to give birth to this child silently.
Not for Caesar, but for herself.
But the trick of fate began.
Caesar's genes were so strong that the child in her belly inherited Caesar's genes and needed a lot of nutrition.
And can this large amount of nutrition be provided by a bar waiter with a meager income?
During that time, she ate food crazily, and no matter how she ate, she still felt hungry.
She knew that it was the child in her belly absorbing the food she ate.
So she needed to provide a lot of food to Napoleon in her belly every day until she ran out of all her savings.
And because of pregnancy, she lost her job.
Life was like a bolt from the blue, and it defeated her.
Just when she couldn't help but want to find Caesar.
Caesar disappeared.
People who knew told her that Caesar returned to the New World to participate in a battle and could not come back in a short time.
She gradually despaired.
But the baby's desire for food forced her to drag her pregnant body to find a job.
In this way, under the double pressure of work and child.
Finally supported until the moment when the child was born.
I thought everything would return to normal.
But her body collapsed.
Long-term lack of food caused the baby in her belly to subconsciously absorb the nutrition from the mother.
Directly dragged her body down.
I can no longer do heavy work.
Life and raising children suddenly became a burden on her.
But this tenacious mother still dragged her heavy body and raised Napoleon to the age of five.
But this year, her weak body finally couldn't bear it and fell on the hospital bed.
The pressure of life directly pressed on the young Napoleon.
BackRecalling the past few years.
Ouni couldn't help crying, her tears fell on the plate, and she cried.
"Mom, Mom!"
Napoleon stood up and looked at his mother in panic.
"Mom, I won't mention Dad anymore, don't be sad, I won't have a dad in the future, only a mom!"
Napoleon said hurriedly.
"No, son, your dad is a hero, he is Mom's pride, and Mom is not worthy of him!"
Ouni wiped her tears and said.
This made Napoleon a little confused.
His dad is a great hero, so why not see him.
Napoleon lowered his head with a heavy heart and said nothing.
Until he finished this simple dinner.
Early the next morning.
There was a sudden shouting outside the door.
"Napoleon, Napoleon!"
The shouting of a group of children successfully woke Napoleon from his sleep.
Only when he was asleep, Napoleon would not feel hungry.
And the body's protest against hunger.
Yesterday, he was chased by Old John for a long time, and they had a big fight on the way back.
Yesterday's dinner could not make up for Napoleon's consumption at all.
Napoleon could only let himself sleep and endure the hunger in his stomach.
Napoleon listened to the shouting outside the door, and his brows twisted instantly.
"It's them!"
Wasn't this familiar shout the three Murat who wanted to steal his food yesterday?
Napoleon sat up immediately.
Are they here for revenge? Mom must not know.
Napoleon quickly put on his clothes.
"Son, who is outside?"
Ouni was also awakened and asked with a frown.
"My friend, I met him a few days ago!"
Napoleon said expressionlessly, then quickly opened the door and walked out.
But his expression had been exposed, and Ouni frowned.
Didn't say anything, but forced herself to get up and wanted to get out of bed to take a look.
Otherwise she would be worried.
Napoleon came outside.
They saw three bruised boys standing at their door.
"What are you doing here?"
Napoleon asked coldly.
There was a strong sense of oppression on his body.
It seemed that he was suppressing something, and it seemed that he was about to explode at any time.
When they saw Napoleon for the first time.
The words in the mouths of the three boys stopped abruptly.
The breathing rhythm was disordered.
It was as if there was a flood beast standing in front of them.
