Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy novel Chapter 392

At that moment, Jarvis downstairs met up with Dixon.

Jarvis's panic was caught by Dixon, and both of them were stunned.

Jarvis asked, "What are you doing here?"

Dixon frowned, "I stopped by to check it out."

Jarvis sneered, "To tell them the news?"

Dixon was silent. After a long time, he said with an uneasy look on his face, "I... I've told you. It's not a good idea."

"Ah, yeah." It started snowing again that night. Looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky, Jarvis felt a little lonely for no reason.

Why would he be lonely? Because of this Thanksgiving... Queenie was not around?

Jarvis mockingly chuckled. He had long been used to the existence of Queenie in his life. But when Queenie really broke away from his world, he realized... It was as painful as ripping a piece of flesh from his body.

Jarvis did not speak. Dixon was silent too. Later, Dixon moved first to the elevator.

Jarvis froze, "You want to meet them too?"

He was asking for trouble, wasn't he?

Dixon did not turn around. With hands in his pockets, he answered indifferently.

"It's Thanksgiving. I need to wish her a happy Thanksgiving."

He gave up that long-lost love-hate relationship. But he couldn't let go of his obsession.

The obsession was to compensate Sonia for what she had been through.

Dixon stopped in front of Sonia's house. After a while, he took out his phone and sent a message to Victor.

Victor was asleep in his small room. He didn't expect his phone to vibrate. And when he turned it on, it was the familiar number again.

"Sneak out."

It was Dixon.

Victor was shocked. Jarvis had just left. Why was Dixon here again?

And at this time, they were all asleep. Why did Dixon deliberately pick this time to come over?

Victor sighed and looked at the message Dixon sent him. In fact, he felt it was hard to resist.

When Dixon was ruthless, he could face it and fight back. But when Dixon now seemed to be completely repentant and be good to them, Victor had some difficulty bearing the time he spent alone with him.

He did not want to admit the tangled feeling he had was feeling soft.

His heart softened that Dixon still tried hard to step closer to them even though his previous efforts were effortless.

Victor eventually chose to sneak out of the house. Putting on a thin nightgown, he went out quietly. He deliberately slowed down when he passed Sonia's room. Without light, he sneaked to the living room and then to the door.

With a snap, the door opened.

Victor waved the light on the phone. There was a big hand in the darkness. And then, something was shoved into his arms.

Sure enough. The anonymous numbers were from Dixon.

Sure enough. The anonymous numbers were from Dixon.

Victor frowned and looked closely at the thick envelope Dixon had given him. He muttered, "Why are you giving me money?"

Victor stumbled back with the red envelope in his hand. As a result, Sonia was sharp-eyed to see it in his arms.

The woman took a few steps back, as if she was disappointed. "You take his money? Victor... you take his money? Am I not good enough?"

Victor was in a hurry to comfort her, and Dixon couldn't help explaining from beside. "No, Sonia, don't blame the child... I forced him..."

"You shut up!"

Everything he did at that time could be ignored, but when the Dixon gradually infiltrated their lives in such a quiet manner, Sonia suddenly had a sense of panic.

Why did Dixon do this... Was he going to take everything from her again?

Once bitten, twice shy. Sonia grabbed the coat on her shoulder. "You... are not allowed to meet Victor in private from today!"

"Mommy, you think too much, I didn't..." Victor wanted to explain aloud, and Dixon also tried to approach a little to comfort her. "Sonia, I didn't mean that. I really don't have the idea of harming you again, I just want to make up..."

But Sonia couldn't hear, and she fell into a state of panic. "You just want to rob my son, don't come over! Don't come over!"

Dixon secretly felt that things had gone wrong. "Sonia, calm down... I didn't, I just want to give the child lucky money..."

"That's not your child!" Sonia hugged her head, and the whole person shivered like she had a spasm. "That's my own child! He belongs to me only, you want to take him away, and you want to take him away!"

The collapse hidden under the illusion of calmness finally broke through every bit of consciousness. When Dixon came forward to try to comfort her, Sonia slapped him in the face.

Dixon's nosebleeds splash out on the spot with the solid slap, he had never, never been so humiliated.

However, he was indifferent, still pressing the shoulder of Sonia, trying to bring her consciousness back and get her out of the psychological barrier. "Calm down, don't think too much, the more you think, the more you can't stand it..."

Dixon was a clean and cold person, wore bright clothes all the year round and dressed meticulously. He was handsome in appearance and cold in temperament, but now at this moment, his face was covered with blood. At that time, Sonia looked at the nosebleeds on Dixon's face and only felt desperate.