Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady

Marcel questioned with an angry broken voice. Klaus didn't answer. He just walked to the edge of the window, outside the transparent glass, a strong wind.

They have changed the windows and glass more than once. They have used reinforcement and even bulletproof glass. However, now they close all the windows tightly, and the ground and glass are still shaking. It seems that there is no effect at all!

"If this is her calm appearance," Klaus calmly looked at Marcel and told the truth directly, "I can't imagine anything else."

"Marcel, I'm sorry, but the situation can't continue to develop like this. We all agree that Davina must sacrifice and there's no need to let her make such a fuss. In the end, she can only turn the world upside down and die in pain!"

Marcel shook his head. He refused to let go. Even if he was alone, he would keep Davina. "No, I won't let you touch her."

Klaus could hardly keep looking at him. He pointed to the door and said, "get out!"

Marcel seemed to be out of temper by a word. He rushed to Klaus like a desperate trapped beast and hit him with a fist. Klaus tilted his head. He spit out a mouthful of blood and didn't bother to argue with a madman, "well, I'll let you have this fist."

Marcel and Klaus fight together like a tragic vent.

Elijah heard the sound, he stood in the middle, and his tone was painful. "Sorry, Marcel, we don't want Davina to get hurt, but this matter can't be solved. You know, she will die, and soon!"

Marcel doesn't believe it. He is willing to believe Sophie's words. Even if everything she says has come true, he still doesn't want to believe everything, "Sophie? You believe her... Don't you forget... The witch who said this played everyone miserably! "

Klaus looked at him disdainfully. Elijah frowned. Marcel looked too calm. The fact is the fact. "The harvest sacrifice she said really worked until it was interrupted by you. Sophie didn't believe all this. Now she can believe that these girls can be reborn, so I choose to believe it."

Marcel took a step back. He still shook his head and couldn't accept their arguments. Davina was his. No one could commit suicide without authorization. "I saved Davina at the harvest sacrifice, but now you ask me to give her up?"