As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

The young man named Malte was stunned for a moment, turned around subconsciously, and when he saw Cecilia, a smile appeared on his face: "Ah, Cecilia, I dreamed of you last night, I miss you so much. "

Cecilia bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, a happy smile on her face: "Marte, I miss you too."

She doesn't know too many cheesy love words, but the sentence "I miss you too" is just a way to vent the hottest feelings in her heart.

She really wanted to throw herself into her lover's arms and listen to his heartbeat.

But as a nun, no matter what her job is within the church, she must not do anything that damages the face of the church outside.

Cecilia took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse in her heart: "Mart, why did you build a new house? Is this our future wedding room?"

Malte's face stiffened slightly, but he was very good at adjusting his facial expression. The slight stiffness quickly dissipated. Malte even opened his hands: "Of course, Cecilia, do you like it?"

Cecilia nodded her head vigorously: "I like it very much, thank you, Malte, but it will cost a lot of money, right?"

Malte said affectionately: "Oh, Cecilia, please don't say that."

"You are the most precious gem in my heart. For you, I am willing to do my best."

"I can't entertain countless guests in a luxurious villa like those great nobles. I don't have the power to let you receive the blessing of a priest in a sacred church."

"But, I will do my best to give you a home that can protect you from wind and rain."

"Although it cost a lot of money, money can be earned again, but our wedding will only happen once, and I don't want you to have any regrets." Malte patted Cecilia's head gently and said softly.

Cecilia's eyes were filled with mist, and her heart was filled with gentle happiness.

Malte is not strong.

Not handsome either.

Not rich either.

But to Cecilia, he is the best man in the world. As long as he loves her, Cecilia will not ask for anything else.

But soon, Malte's brows frowned. He raised his head and glanced at the sky: "Ah, Cecilia, I'm really sorry. I really want to spend more time with you, but I have to go to work. In order to I owe a lot of money for building this house.”

money?

Cecilia's body trembled, and then she remembered her original purpose of leaving the church this time.

Her little hand quickly fumbled in her pocket and took out a small purse, which contained ten gold coins given to her by Mr. Rowan, as well as the silver coins and copper coins she had saved up.

She handed the purse to Malte and whispered: "By the way, Malte, I have to tell you something. I have been arranged by the church to entertain a distinguished guest..."

Malte frowned and his expression turned gloomy for a moment, but his fingers did not stop opening the money bag.

In order to avoid Malte from misunderstanding, Cecilia spoke faster: "But don't worry, that guest didn't do anything to me..."

At the same time, Marte had already opened the money bag, and a dazzling golden light flashed in front of Marte. In an instant, the haze on Marte's face disappeared, replaced by an excited twist: "Oh, God, this Is it...a gold coin?"

He didn't even hear Cecilia's words behind him. Malte's voice was trembling: "Ten?"

"You can get ten gold coins by sleeping with a distinguished guest. As expected of you, Cecilia, you did a great job."

"what?"

For a moment, Cecilia's face was dull, and she looked in disbelief at her boyfriend who was twisted and howling like a monster, and the light in her eyes disappeared!

It's like...a bad look!

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Chapter 83 The completely broken nun ( words)

At that moment, Cecilia's eyes lost their light, leaving only dullness and darkness.

She couldn't describe how she felt now.

Seeing her boyfriend's excited and twisted expression, and his heavy breathing like a wild beast, the warmth and sweetness in her heart were instantly extinguished, as if a basin of ice water was poured on her.

Malte's originally familiar face seemed so unfamiliar to Cecilia at this moment.

It was as if he had been replaced by another person at that moment.

As a serving nun, she couldn't change her fate, but she didn't want to hide her lover, so she chose to tell the truth. What's more, Mr. Ron didn't do anything to her.

She had thought about how her boyfriend might react.

He may be very angry and furious, cursing those in authority for their shamelessness.

He may also be very sad, but in the end he will pat his head gently and comfort himself not to feel too bad.

He might even vent his anger on her and beat her severely.

After all, no man wants to see the woman he loves becoming another man's toy.

But Cecilia never expected that her boyfriend would react like this.

It seemed that, in his eyes, his own chastity was far less attractive than ten gold coins.

In an instant, Cecilia felt as if a piece of her heart had been dug out, leaving it empty and painful.

Her brain was like a mess, and she didn't even know how she should react.

I don't know how much time had passed, but Malte finally recovered a little from the excitement of the ten gold coins. His face was still red, and he was breathing heavily through his nostrils. His fingers were tightly holding the gold coins that were shining with dazzling light. He moved his eyes with difficulty and finally fell on Cecilia.

"By the way, Cecilia, what did you just say? Are you arranged by the church to serve distinguished guests?"

Malte said easily: "Oh, please, Cecilia, when you secretly told me about the serving nun before, didn't we already know that such a day would come? Why should we care?"

"Ten gold coins... That gentleman is really a generous gentleman... Didn't he name you again later?"

It seems that Malte is more interested in the man who took away his girlfriend's virginity than the fact that his girlfriend lost her virginity. After all, he is a rich and generous man who only pays ten gold coins.

These ten gold coins are enough for a commoner to live a normal life for ten years.

Swish!

Cecilia's face turned pale instantly. She bit her lips hard and her body was shaking slightly. She tilted her head and looked at Malte with an incredible look: "Do you want me to accompany him again?"

"Of course..." Malte nodded subconsciously, but the man who gradually recovered from the madness caused by the gold coins quickly noticed something unusual about Cecilia.

This was a very smart man. He figured out Cecilia's thoughts in the shortest possible time. A gentle smile soon appeared on his face. He gently stroked Cecilia's long hair and said, "Of course I don't want to, Cecilia. You are my most precious gem. How can I bear to see you being defiled by other men?"

"Dear Cecilia, can't you feel it? I am caring about you!"

"What happened has happened, and you know very well that we don't have the ability to change it."

"If you can't make that gentleman fascinated by your body, you will soon be assigned to other guests... It's better to have one man use your body than many men, isn't it?"

Malte's voice became softer and gentler: "Cecilia, you must not think that I am doing it for money. You know, I am not interested in money."

"Otherwise, it would not have cost a huge amount of money to rebuild the original wooden house into a brick house. I am really thinking about you. Think carefully about what I said. Is this the best thing for you?"

"Besides, you've already done it once with this gentleman, so what's the difference between doing it once and doing it a hundred times?"

"Of course, this gentleman, it would be best if he could still be as generous as the first time."

Seeing that Cecilia just lowered her head and said nothing, Marte narrowed his eyes and spoke again: "Cecilia, I know these words may disappoint and make you angry."

"But, please believe me, I am simply considering you from your perspective, without any selfish motives."

"You can doubt everything, but you must not doubt my feelings for you. What I like is your person, not your body. I don't care about that thin film. I just hope you can live a happy life."

"Look, I've even prepared our wedding room. I'm just waiting for the day when you leave the church. Then I'll marry you and we can live happily together!"

……

Cecilia didn’t know when she left.

Her mind was very confused and confused.

All kinds of pictures keep popping up in my mind.

She thought about how her parents died in a plague when she was very young. She had not yet been adopted by the church, so she could only wander around the streets and alleys with unkempt hair every day, fighting for food with rats and wild dogs in garbage dumps.

The world of children is very cruel.

A child like her without parental protection will inevitably become the target of bullying by other children.

They threw stones at her, snatched away the rotten bones that she had finally dug out from the garbage, threw them on the ground and stamped on them with their feet, and tore her few clothes into tatters. The icy cold water poured over her body and she laughed heartily.

Cecilia could not forget that when everyone was bullying her, only Malte stood up.

From that moment on, Malte's figure was forever imprinted in Cecilia's heart and could never be forgotten.

Maybe he is not strong.

But, he is her hero.

But today, when she saw her boyfriend again, Cecilia felt extremely strange. No matter how hard she tried, she could not overlap the image of her boyfriend with the image in her memory.

Her boyfriend's voice still echoed in her mind.

Maybe she should trust her boyfriend?

After all, the wedding room is ready.

However, Cecilia didn't know what was going on, she just felt an unbearable nausea suddenly surged into her heart.

She could no longer bear it, so she staggered to the side of the road, holding onto the rusty railing with one hand, and with a "wow" sound, she spat out a large amount of filth into the grass.

The intestines seemed to be twisted together, constantly releasing pain that made Cecilia's soul tremble.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and tears rolled down her smooth cheeks.

At this moment, a hand suddenly patted her back gently: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..."

A very gentle voice floated in Cecilia's ears.

Cecilia raised her head in a panic, and a familiar face appeared in front of her: "Mr. Ron, why are you here?"

As soon as she said this, Cecilia realized that she had just vomited and must be emitting a disgusting smell. She subconsciously stepped back and distanced herself from Ron, not wanting the bad smell on her body to spread to Mr. Ron.

Ron just smiled. Although he came a little late, looking at Cecilia's appearance, he could basically guess what happened here.

The hope that Cecilia had been holding on to had cracks in her heart, but it had not yet completely collapsed.

Ron didn't answer, just handed Cecilia a pure white handkerchief.

Cecilia took it silently and wiped the stains off the corners of her mouth and chest.

Ben wanted to return the handkerchief to Ron, but finally put it in his pocket: "Sir, I will return the handkerchief to you after I wash it."

Ron didn't mind a small handkerchief.

He tilted his head and stared at Cecilia: "Does it hurt?"

Cecilia bit her lip and nodded silently.

"Let's go."

"where to?"

"Let me show you something more painful." Ron said something extremely cruel with a smile on his face.

The seeds of doubt have been planted in Cecilia's heart. Sooner or later, Cecilia will discover the truth... In this case, let him completely destroy the hope in Cecilia's heart.

No matter what Cecilia will become in the end, at least she no longer has to endure the long suffering.

Ron turned around and walked away. Cecilia's eyes were frightened. She hesitated, but finally followed Ron.

Soon, Cecilia discovered that the direction her husband was heading was exactly where her boyfriend's house was. Unspeakable fear, like the sharp claws of a beast, grabbed Cecilia's heart and made her whole body tremble.

Finally, the brand new brick house reappeared in front of Cecilia.

Cecilia looked at Mr. Ron with some confusion, not understanding what he wanted to show her, but he did not say much. He seemed not to care about the etiquette of superiors, the identity of clergy, or whether his pure white and holy priest robe would be dirty. He just walked to the corner of the street and sat under a big tree.

Leaning against the tree trunk, he stared at the scorching sun above his head.

Then, Ron waved at Cecilia and motioned for Cecilia to sit over.

Cecilia showed a slight struggle on her face, but she finally sat obediently next to Ron, with her back against the same tree, her black hair scattered on the ground, and her slender white hands wrapped around her knees.

The originally tall body was huddled up at this moment, looking a little pitiful.

The same dark eyes stared at the ground, as if carefully observing ants moving, but those eyes were ultimately out of focus.

"Later, no matter what you see or hear..."

"remember……"

"I have everything."