Maria Evans was dead.
Stupefied, Sonia Donald sat by the bed, looking at the divorce papers that Dixon Borris had thrown at her, and only felt shivering with cold.
An hour ago, he pinched her neck and asked her, "Did you push Maria downstairs?"
An hour later, he called a lawyer to come over and draft a divorce agreement, throwing the contract at her. "Sonia, you owe her two lives for your whole life!"
Yes, two lives.
Maria was pregnant with Dixon's baby.
Who was Sonia Donald? She was Dixon's wife in law, but she was just a joke.
She looked at Dixon with red eyes, and the whole person kept shaking. "I didn't push her down, how many times do you want me to say it!"
Dixon didn't listen to her, but looked at her mercilessly, as if he were reading a joke. "Do you think it's useful to explain now?"
It was no use, and it was already late!
Dixon thought she did it, then that was the "truth"!
No matter what explanation she gave, she couldn't compare with a dead person!
Sonia suddenly smiled, stood up, grabbed the pen and began to sign the contract.
Divorce? Okay!
"Dixon, I loved you for ten years, but I have to take this decade as a joke.
From now on, You go your way, and I'll go mine! "
She had given her love to him, but now she'll take it back!
Sonia held back her tears, even laughed more proudly than anyone else. She signed the contract directly.
Dixon looked at her, sneering even more. "You don't think that it will end just by signing a divorce agreement, do you?"
Sonia turned pale. "What else do you want to do!"
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