Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady

"You don't understand, Marcel isn't just any human who turned Klaus into a vampire," Rebecca said, as if she'd swallowed a fly. She hated remembering anything that had happened before, and it made her want to kill him.

Indeed, both Klaus and Rebecca had loved Marcel deeply, one family, one love.

Sophie was shocked, her eyes narrowed, and her anger rose. What a funny word Rebecca had said. Did he love Marcel?

"I was there the day they met," Rebecca said, lost in sad and moving memories. "We went to bury my Emir, the governor's only son, my former love."

Rebecca told Sophie that they had met a black child who had been whipped. He was small and shriveled, his eyes stubborn and bruised.

To their surprise, he turned out to be the governor's other child, his illegitimate son, at a time when white and black hierarchy was strong, and his mother's identity was obviously embarrassing and unpleasant to everyone.

It seemed to Sophie that Rebecca's face was sighing, half love, half hatred, the rest hidden in the mist of her breath.

"Klaus saw the weak resistance of the child, the man's whip still mercilessly lashing down from the horse, and the blood blossoming on the poor child. It was a sweet taste."

Rebecca and Elijah both thought that Klaus would be too lazy to care about them. He had never had any kind intentions, but he went to the side and grabbed a small stone. He threw it with all his might, breaking through the heart of the perpetrator and saving the child.

"Klaus saved Marcel?" Sophie's face began to move.

"Yes." Maybe at some point, Klaus saw himself in Marcel, and he thought of saving a child who was still willing to fight.

The illegitimate children who were beaten and abused, Klaus and Marcel.

Rebecca still remembered the first time Klaus and Marcel had met. Her emotions were so complicated that even a thousand years had passed.

The wind and the rain that day were both cold, but the child's eyes were bright with vitality. He was very direct, and also very warm and straightforward.

"What's your name?" Klaus actually smiled at the black kid. He reached out and pulled Marcel up, patting him familiarly.

"I don't have a name." The shivering black child looked at Klaus without any hesitation. His eyes were clear and brave. "Mama wants to wait until I'm ten years old to give her a name. She fears that I will die from fever …" In the end, she died of a fever. "

Klaus seemed to like him very much. He lowered his head and gently healed the wound and gave him a name of his own.

"You're a survivor," Klaus' kindness surprised those around him, especially the governor. "Survivors need names."

Sophie's expression was strange as she listened, as shocked as Rebecca.

"Marcellus." Klaus stroked the child's head and smiled gently. My Marcel, I will let you grow strong and strong.

"Marcellus?" Being flattered, Marcel excitedly reached out his hand to grab Klaus. Klaus, who was holding onto him, stood up and nodded, "It's from Mars, the God of War. It's the Little Warrior's idea." Klaus extended his hand to Marcel. "And you are my little warrior, Marcel."

They looked at each other and laughed. The indescribable harmony and warmth deeply moved everyone present.

"It seems like our brothers can still be saved." Even Elijah was shocked by Klaus, who began to reflect.

Klaus, Marcel? Heavens, this was completely impossible to see! It was too unbelievable!

After all, she had lived with Klaus for so long, and she understood, "Klaus saw himself in that boy, and he remembered how our father used to treat him... He was also an illegitimate child, and his father treated him like a beast... It's just that at that time, no one could save him. "

"That's why your plan didn't work. All you did was bring two lost souls together."

Sophie didn't look up, just dug her fingers into one of the tombstones, blue veins popping from her lowered neck.

"Without Elijah," Rebecca seriously doubted the Witch's IQ. What did she think, what ulterior motives did she have, "who knows what Klaus and the others will do?"