Marcel's eyes showed painful suffering, which he didn't want to, but he couldn't refute Davina's words at all.

Yes, now, he has nothing to do with Klaus. He even has to be his accomplice!

Marcel still didn't give up trying to hug Davina. He rubbed over from the ground bit by bit, stretched out his hands and tried to reach Davina's skirt.

Davina couldn't stand Marcel's little approach. She supported her hands and sat up slowly, and Marcel was thrown out again.

Marcel was confused, but he couldn't refute Davina's words. He had to change a topic, "believe me, Klaus will always pay a price, no matter what form, but now, my Davina, I just want to make peace with you."

Davina felt that there was something wrong with his head, and Marcel could easily say such peace words to her.

Make peace? How to make peace? Why make peace?!

After they killed her favorite boy, Davina laughed angrily when they wanted to use her to lock her up. A cold mockery appeared on her delicate little face. Did she really look so easy to cheat?

The little witch whose face was whiter than the snow-white dress flashed over. She approached Marcel and showed her real intention to kill him for the first time. Marcel had no way to resist, "tell me why? So that we can become a happy and self destructive family? "

Marcel's whole back became stiff and cold. His mouth just moved. He was forced by the tumbling force for a while and could no longer breathe. The next second, Davina threw him out of the door. He hated that his hands would get dirty!

With a click, the door closed hard, like the past between them.

Marcel, from this moment on, you are no longer my beloved family, you are no longer my guardian, you are my enemy!