However, Sonia didn't die, but survived tenaciously. She lived hard like a person who could never be defeated. However, as for Dixon, he stepped on her back almost every time, he even wanted to break her bones.
And now? Everything went as he wished. The rib of Sonia was broken, and it was the one closest to the heart.
Her bones were not so hard, hard enough to bear all grievances and pains. It turned out that she was so fragile that she bled when she was attacked...
Dixon didn't speak, and he kept silent.
Lenard said, "You can sit by her bed, and talk with her these days. Dixon, Sonia can hear your words."
Dixon suddenly looked up, as if he was hit by electricity, "Can I... go back?"
"What you should do now is to make up for her as much as you can." Lenard said, "but it seems that Sonia doesn't need your compensation."
Yes, she said before she fell into a coma that she wanted him to owe her, preferably forever, she hoped him to remember this forever.
When Sonia blocked the attack of the knife for him, was she thinking like this?
Dixon's eyes are red, how can she be so cruel! She's rather bleed and get hurt, in order to make him owe her! Isn't she afraid of death!
Lenard looked at the expression of Dixon, and suddenly felt that this man was very poor.
He was blinded by the so-called truth for so long, when he gradually found the truth later, he was as fragile as a piece of paper. When he is touched by others, he may become dusts.
It turns out that the justice he has insisted on for so long is fake.
It turned out that the person he hated deeply in recent years was not the one who should bear this at all.
Those who have been wronged are pitiful, and those who have made mistakes are even more pitiful.
Victor cried and came to the hospital bed. He pushed away the servants. The nanny was worried and shouted softly, "Little master..."
"Don't call me little master!"
Victor wiped his tears and looked back maliciously. "I don't want to be a little master, and I'm not your little master! Go to your master, I don't need a dog like you yet!"
Young as he is, it is easy for him to hurt others with his words.
Dixon's heart is painful, "Victor, I asked them to take care of your life..."
"Care?" Victor looked up and looked at the eyes of Dixon. One big and one small face looked at each other. They were close relatives biologically, but they turned against each other as enemies.
"You don't deserve to take care of me. Because of your so-called care, you make my mommy look like this!"
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy