Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy novel Chapter 174

Dixon didn't know how he left her house that day. He was hurt by her last sentence. He almost escaped from her home by running away. He drove a sports car at high speed, the window was pressed down, and the wind poured straight into his pupil.

Dixon felt his whole body trembling, and his chest has spasmodic pain.

When he went back home, he stumbled, as if he was seriously injured. He pushed open the door and fell on the sofa.

Then he curled up slowly, like a helpless baby, curled up in the fetal position like being inside his mother, and grabbed the clothes on his chest.

He was like a defeated general. He has no consciousness, shaking and taking a deep breath. He found that if a person was painful to the extreme, even his breathing was painful.

Dixon closed his eyes, and there seemed to be cold tears in the corner of his eye. After a long silence, the man let out a low roar, and then his voice choked.

He thought he didn't care, he thought he could face it easily, but her eyes were so hard and cruel, and every word she said was like a sharp sword.

He seemed to be decomposed, and his whole body was in severe pain.

Clearly he never pays attention to this woman, clearly he hates her. But why, when he found that she doesn't care about him, why will he be so sad?

Will a man's despicable possessiveness make him suffer so much?

Dixon's fingers clenched together, but he could not hold back the trembling of his fingers. He felt as if he had been seriously ill, and all the insults he said to her now went back on him.

How can he tell her he regrets?

He doesn't love her, he doesn't love her, but why is he so sad?

The night seemed too long, tormenting his heart every minute.

He felt it is more painful of losing Sonia than he lost Maria.

Because of Dixon's entanglement, Sonia was late when she got up for work the next day. She thought that she would be deducted from her full-time salary. She returned to her seat and yawned.

"It's rare that you should be late."

Fiona played with her pen. "I thought being late was the exclusive property of Carl."

As soon as she said that, a late man dragged his slow pace and walked into the office like he is not waking up. "Morning..."

"Congratulations, Carl, you are late again."

Carl just lazily raised his eyelids, then came to his desk and quickly got into sleep mode.

Little Moon knocked the keyboard. "Amazing, he cares nothing."