Chapter 283

Bertis Di De Loa walked on the way home in a daze. Although not at all recognized her identity, she still felt something wrong with her body. Whenever someone glanced over her, or whispered something and so on. She always thinks subconsciously that they are pointing fingers to oneself.

Everything that happened in court made her ashamed and unable to show one's face, especially when Dawn Knight did not say a word to her, she really had an urge to die. Defaming a good person without conscience, a benefactor who saved oneself's life. This is really not something that one person can do.

Mrs. Didiloa even felt that the own soul must have been sold to the devil to do such a frenzied thing.

How can I do this, how can I? She reflects continuously, but for what has been done. This reflection is meaningless.

Unconsciously, she has returned to the own home. This is a small apartment that can hardly accommodate a few people. Even for one person, the living environment is too narrow. But here is the whole family of Mrs. Didiloa.

Her son, her daughter. also her two granddaughters. Their family of five people crowded in this small apartment, and just thinking about it made people feel the embarrassment of their lives.

I saw that the own mother walked back like a walking corpse. Sitting on the sofa, Francisco, who had seen everything happening on TV, quickly stood up. He hugged his own mother and whispered comforted.

"Mother, it’s okay. It’s okay, we will be fine. We will be fine. At worst, our family will not stay in United States anymore. We can live well when we return to Mexico."

"mother..." Claudia, who heard the sound, walked out of the room holding a child. She looked at her own mother and asked desperately. "We don't have other methods anymore?"

Behind her, there is also a child who is only 5~6 years old, clutching the hem of her clothes. It is precisely because of the existence of these two children that she is extremely unwilling to accept the upcoming fate.

Don't look at their miserable life in United States, but compared to their hometown, Juarez in Mexico, this place is already paradise. If possible, they hope that oneself will never go back to that ghost place for the rest of their lives, back to the city hovering between drugs and death.

But this is impossible, they have received the government's mandatory deportation order.

A family like them has neither a resident status of United States nor a green card, or even a stable income. It is impossible to stay in such a country for a long time.

The government will not allow such illegal Illegal immigrants in own countries, because they not only fail to pay a penny in taxes, but also threaten social security at all times. Even if they don't even need the most basic welfare, the government will not agree to their existence.

Many people think that United States is paradise, that is because its system and laws are more sound and perfect than many countries. But these people often overlook one point, that is, these systems and laws often serve American. It does not limit the scope of illegal Illegal immigrants, or citizens of other countries. With this identity, you can live well in this country, but without this identity, you can only fear.

Since coming to United States, the Didiloa family has been in fear. And now they don't use it, because they have been limited the time to leave the country.

Mrs. Didiloa, her daughter, and her child were all forcedly ordered by the Immigration Bureau because of oneself’s illegal immigration and lack of stable jobs. As for Francisco, although he was lucky enough to get away with oneself's current job. But he couldn't watch his own mother and elder sister go back to that hell alone.

As the only man in this family, he must be by their side. Accompany them back to the place full of drug lords and violent crimes, and then struggle to survive.

They haven't tried hard, or they haven't thought of other ways. But all their attempts have failed. And the only hope at the end was shattered because of what happened in the court.

They do not resent Dawn Knight, because they have no right to resent him. He never apologized to them, but instead they repaying kindness with enmity, for the sake of oneself, targeted the benefactor who had saved their mother.

No matter from which aspect, they are the ones who are in the wrong. They also thought about ignoring the bureaucrats who found them and facing their own conscience and morality in a dignified and upright identity. But when the grim facts were in front of her, Madame Didiloa compromised.

Not for oneself, but for own child, own two granddaughters. Old Lady, who has gone through more than half of her life, doesn't care what kind of infamy oneself will bear, what kind of crimes will be committed. But she can't let the own children live in hell in the future.

She is determined to make a wrong choice and is willing to bear all the consequences of this choice. However, didn't expect that this choice did not bring everything their family needs.

"I'm sorry you, children."

In the face of the cruel facts, Mrs. Didiloa admitted that own could not do anything. She can't help oneself this family any more.

As for this, her son naturally forgave him. Francisco hugged his own mother hard, and warmly advised.

"Mother, this is not your problem. It is mine, but I cannot protect you, that makes our family like this. If you want to blame, blame me."

"Mother, you are not to blame. We have never had this idea!" His daughter also came up to comfort him, and also the timid little girl behind her.

She followed her own mother to her grandmother's side, and quietly took her calloused and wrinkled hand like bark. Then, following the appearance of his mother and uncle, quietly comforted her grandmother.

"Don’t cry, grandma, we will be fine, we will be fine."

The simplicity of the little child makes them ignorant of the cruelty of this World, but it is precisely because of the child. This simplicity. The three great talents are particularly worried. Who doesn't want own child to live in a better environment, and who wants to take own child to hell step by step?

Pain, self-blame, and sadness, biting their hearts like strips of Viper. Let their hearts fall into the ultimate suffering. Apart from resenting own incompetence, they could not even find anyone to complain about.

This is fate's mockery of the weak, and they have no other way except to choose to accept it firmly. And now, they are ready for a painful future.

None of them knows what will happen in the future. Don't talk about what happened after returning to Mexico, they couldn't even guess what would happen after a few seconds. And just when the family is ready to comfort each other and let them have more confidence in the future. The door of their house was knocked.

Drying away the tears on Oneself’s face, Francisco leaned to the door of Oneself’s house and opened the small window carefully.

The place where they live is not a good location. This is the famous Hell's Kitchen. The most chaotic in New York is also the most rampant gang activity. So even to open the door, you must be mentally prepared for twelve points.

If there is a robber or someone who is addicted to drugs standing outside, opening the door at this time is entirely an act of gambling with own life.

Francesco did not dare to gamble, nor did he want to gamble. Because behind him is the own family. So while looking out, he held oneself's pistol from his waist.

But unlike what he expected, there was neither a villain nor a drug addict outside the door. But an Asian man who looks out of place here.

There have never been many Asians in Hell's Kitchen, and some brave Vietnamese are the stuff of many people don't dare provoke here. But this Asian is different. Francisco did not see the cruelty of those Vietnamese from his expression, but saw a kind of confidence that belongs only to successful people.

With the clothes on his body, his image becomes even more special. Although I don't understand this aspect very well, just looking at the fabric of his clothes, the black jewel buttons polished on it, and the platinum pin hanging on the tie, I know that this is a rich man who basically will not appear here. Because this set of clothes is in Francisco's estimation, I am afraid that oneself may not be able to afford it after several years of savings.

Francesco is not afraid of the rich, but he does not want to get involved with the rich. Because in his business, the most feared thing is to be remembered by the rich.

So he was not polite and said to the person outside the door.

"Who are you, I don't know you."

"Hello, I'm looking for Ms. Bertis Di Diloa. If I guess right, you should It's her family. Don't worry, I don't have much. If possible, can I go in and talk?"

Of course, it is Zhou Yi standing at the door. He lost his identity as Dawn Knight. It's not for revenge to come to this Old Lady's home who slandered him. But to see why she did this. And now, he already knew why, so he decided to treat them in another way. A completely different approach from Justin Hammer.

I heard what Zhou Yi said, and looking at Zhou Yi doesn't seem like a bad person. Francisco hesitated, opened the door of oneself's house, and said to him.

"Come in quickly, it's not very peaceful here!"

"I know, Hell's Kitchen? It won't be very peaceful to be called by this name!" Zhou Yi would not tell him When he came up, he had already cleaned up two or three short-eyed guys.

I heard Zhou Yi say that, as a member of Hell's Kitchen, Francisco snorted unhappily. However, he did not turn Zhou Yi away, but waited until he came in before closing the door of oneself's house.

In this way, Zhou Yi once again met with that Mrs. Bertis Di Diloya who had met him twice. But this time, does this lady know who he is?

So she can only look at Zhou Yi suspiciously and ask.

"Sir, we probably have never met before. May I ask you who you are looking for?"