Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy novel Chapter 292

He didn't know that he would hear this kind of news when he came to the ward door of Sonia at this time. When he heard Quincy's words, his heartbeat almost stopped and his breathing accelerated. His whole body was numb.

Turning around, he walked alone in the corridor. Later, his steps got bigger and bigger. When he arrived at the elevator entrance of the hospital, Carney just came out of the elevator and ran into Dixon outside the elevator.

Carney took two steps back. "Sorry, Mr. Borris. We have found a way to relieve Miss Donald's memory pressure..."

Dixon paused. His eyes were reddish. He turned to Carney and said, "Give me the document."

"Don't ... don't you go to the ward to see her?"

Didn't he want to come to see Sonia when he was in such a hurry to finish the meeting and get off work? Why does he go back as soon as he goes up now?

Dixon didn't speak. Carney followed him into the elevator. He was confused, but he didn't ask Dixon.

He could know everything through Dixon's expression. He was control his emotions and stands it reluctantly, because he can not tell his feelings to her.

Quincy is somewhat confused.

He kept opening his mouth.

Sonia solemnly apologized to Quincy, and then said innocently, "Because I don't remember you either, I can't afford your confession."

This reason is quite good and omnipotent. She can cover it all with this reason!

She could pass the buck easily!

Quincy grabbed Sonia's hand. There were pinholes on the back of her hand, so the man lightened his strength. He pointed to himself. "Look at me."

Sonia nodded.

Quincy swallowed saliva. "Am I handsome?"

Sonia looks frank. "Very handsome."

"..." Quincy don't understand, he is rich, handsome and considerate. Why was he rejected by her?

The man's remaining self-esteem is shivering. "Are you joking with me?"

Sonia smiled beautifully. "I think you are joking with me."

Crash, Quincy's remaining self-esteem also shattered.

He wanted to chase Sonia so seriously, but she thought he was joking!

Quincy looked at her seriously. "I'm not joking, Sonia..."

Sonia lowered her eyelids. She took her hand out of Quincy's hand, and whispered, "Sorry, I don't have the memory of the past, so it's not worth for master Sue to amuse me again and again. In fact, it's good to wait for me to recover slowly."

"No!" Quincy was anxious. How can he allow Sonia to remember him? If she remembered the bad things he had done before, all his efforts now would be wasted!

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember."

Dixon sat down and looked at the computer at the desk next to Sonia. "Are you and Victor learning coding?"

Sonia said while frying eggs, "Yes, we are interested in it recently."

Dixon stared at her thin back. "How is the injury on your back?"

Sonia turned back and showed a strange look. She finally showed an alienated and polite smile. "Much better. My wound was stitched. The wound healed recently. It's a little itchy."

"Don't scratch it, otherwise it will be infected." Dixon pinched his eyebrows and watched Sonia cook in this large VIP ward. The smokeless pot made a sizzling sound, and the oil was heat up. Sonia's cooking skill was not good, but her level of fried eggs was quite high. She fried the eggs and came it out. Her posture was as skilled as having cooked countless times.

Sonia asked herself, has she ever ... fried eggs for someone?

Later, when she brought the egg to the Dixon, the man stared at the half-cooked egg on the plate. The hand with knife and fork suddenly lost its strength. The knife and fork fell to the ground with a thud.

Even if she forgot everything, even if she lost her memory, some habits are still rooted in the depths of her brain. When she fried eggs, she naturally cooked half-cooked egg. Dixon felt that his throat is blocked with a mass of cotton. There are countless emotions clamoring, but they are sealed in his body.

When Sonia saw Dixon staring at eggs, she suddenly felt embarrassed. "Sorry, I forgot to ask your taste. I don't know why I habitually cook a half-cooked egg. If you don't like it..."

"Never mind."

The man's voice was hoarse. He picked up the knife and fork from the ground and washed them again. He went to the small table and sat down. Then he said to Sonia in a trembling voice, "Thank you..."

Memories are gradually coming up in his mind. He has no other ways but face it. Everything he lost at the beginning is sweeping back in front of him now.