Marvel reverses Wolverine

Chapter 3 Fathers, Mothers and Gardeners
"Not yet, mother." James sat up and looked at the stunning woman.

"It looks like you've been studying for a long time, and I told you that your body is just right and you shouldn't be too tired!" Elizabeth sat beside James, hugged him and said with distress, and kissed his forehead lightly.

"I'm really fine. It's been more than a month, and I've recovered a long time ago. Look at me, I'm fine recently..."

"That's good, that's good..." Elizabeth murmured, holding James' hand tightly again.

She was always full of debts after James recovered from illness, because her eldest son Tony died in her arms, causing this woman to collapse into hysteria, and James always had a fever and sickness, and every time it seemed to evoke past memories, let She became insane and out of control.

When James had a fever and fell asleep for the first time at the age of four, Elizabeth hugged his small body and kept crying Tony's name. Mr. Howlett ordered his servants to put Elizabeth under house arrest in the room and not allow her to come out.

This also made the mother feel very guilty for not being able to accompany her sick son, but there may be other reasons.

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Victor Logan is a very special child. This not only refers to his young but tall and strong figure, his fingernails look disgusting and hideous, but more importantly, he does not look like a servant's son at all. He speaks and behaves as if he is the young master of this manor.

There was an unyielding pride in his bones, and only when he was in front of Mr. Howlett would he restrain himself, and even show a little humility of a servant.

Even in front of Mr. John, he often speaks bluntly, which may be another reason why John hates him besides Victor's father Thomas Logan.

The temperature is cooler at night. The large balcony in James’ room is not only spacious, but also has an excellent view. He also likes to practice here more and more. It is something mysterious and mysterious about "sucking moonlight, swallowing clouds and revealing", but it also pays attention to a clear and broad mind.

The magnificent Rocky Mountains and forests that are far from being set foot by human beings, the many stars above the head and the huge bright moon, this kind of practice environment can be regarded as the "mountains nourish the muscles and bones, and the stars are open to serve as governors" as mentioned in the boxing scriptures. An excellent environment for practicing.

Power, breathing, visualization in mind, a set of tendon-yielding exercises can now be practiced completely. After all, the body of a child is suitable for building a foundation of such muscles and veins. If I started practicing exercises in my 20s, I don’t know how fast I have made progress. how many times.

James was lying on the balcony a little bored, and the huge manor was eerily quiet.

People in the 19th century didn't have much entertainment, and around ten o'clock in the evening was like the loneliness at two or three o'clock in the morning.

James' father, Mr. John Howlett, went to the east to inspect the breeding of livestock in the pasture in recent days. Now John is basically taking care of the family's affairs and business, and Mr. Howlett basically stays in the manor for retirement. But as long as he is here, all the properties of the entire Howlett family will continue to operate in a safe and stable manner.

"Elizabeth! You listen to me, damn it! Wait for me!"

From the balcony, James vaguely heard a suppressed roar sounding in the garden not far downstairs.

"Thomas, you hurt me!" The woman's sharp voice sounded, and this time James confirmed that it was his mother Elizabeth.He swiftly rolled over to the roof ridge under the balcony, and tiptoed closer like a civet cat.

"Tell me! Does James have anything to do with me!" The gardener Thomas Logan was wearing a flaxen coarse cloth shirt. He was a burly man with thick hair on his chest, and he was holding Mrs. Howlett's delicate arm with one hand. No matter how much she wrestled and tore, she didn't shake a bit.

"James is of course John's son! How can you, a rough bastard, give birth to such a beautiful child as James!" Elizabeth's snow-white skin was flushed red with shame, anger or violent struggle, and she responded sharply to Thomas Logan. questioning.

"No, no, no! James is not like me, but he is not like John at all. He just looks like you! Back then, I was surprised that the day James was born was the same as us..."

"Shut up! Thomas, shut up your stinky mouth! We've finished it long ago, and I won't allow you to mention that again, ever! You're just a gardener! Just a gardener!" Elizabeth scolded angrily like It was deeply rooted in Thomas Logan's body, and the man's face was full of gloom, and he let go of his hand, strangely calm.

"Yes, I'm just a gardener, and you are the most honorable hostess of this manor, but what can Mrs. Howlett, who is having an affair with the gardener, be proud of?"

"No Thomas, no... can't let people know about us, you understand, Howlett will kill us, it was just my mistake, I lost Tony, and Victor's mother He also died because of his dystocia, and we are just two sad people who got together accidentally. We really can't let people know about this!" Elizabeth's beautiful face was full of pleading, which was unbearable.

"At least, at least you think about James! He's so young, do you think Howlett will keep him alive?"

"So James is my son!" Thomas's emotions became warm again.Elizabeth didn't answer the call, she was too quiet as if nothing happened this night, and all the answers were self-evident.

"Let's go Elizabeth, let's get out of here!"

A hint of contempt flashed vaguely on Mrs. Howlett's face, but the drooping cheeks concealed it well.

"Where can we go? We have nothing, where can we go with the children?" She sighed helplessly, full of desolation and hesitation.

"Just the two of us! We can go anywhere, even, even we can go to the United States! Go back to England. I only want you, only you, you should understand my heart, when we were playing together when we were young You like me more, don't you, John is just lucky to have the surname Howlett!"

Elizabeth was even more ashamed of this man who was willing to abandon her two sons as long as a woman, and she didn't care about regretting her past mistakes, so she comforted Thomas and said, "Wait for me to think about it? My dear, this It's not a small thing, at least we have to plan it out."

Elizabeth's soft voice made Thomas Logan overjoyed. This muscular brat nodded excitedly, as if a beautiful and happy life in the future was just around the corner.The two whispered for a while, and quickly left the garden, leaving only James lying in the corner of the room looking up at the starry sky, motionless in astonishment.

This is probably a standard bad vulgar triangle relationship.The young John, Thomas and Elizabeth grew up together. They were very close when they were young. Maybe John and Thomas are still good brothers. Both teenagers liked the beautiful Elizabeth. At that time, the tall and strong Thomas was more favored by girls. .

But after growing up slowly, John, as the son of the manor owner, naturally has a bright future, while Thomas is just a poor boy from an ordinary farmer's family, so it goes without saying in Elizabeth's mind how to choose.

The former brothers turned against each other because of this, and the simple friendship of the three no longer exists. Perhaps something happened in the middle that made John Howlett begin to hate this childhood friend.

But now, if the absurdity of Mrs. Elizabeth and Thomas Logan is revealed, it will be a murder without a doubt, and even Mr. Howlett's precious "grandson" James will not be spared.

He didn't quite remember when and how he got back to bed. What James was worried about wasn't that his mother had an affair with the gardener and that he was a bastard who was struggling, but how to get out of this "disaster".

(End of this chapter)