That sentence was roaring through Dixon's soul.
The man looked at the woman in front of him stupefied. Tears fell down silently. It was clearly a handsome face, but a pair of eyes were full of sadness.
The tears hit the back of Sonia's hand, like a drop of sulfuric acid, corrosive and almost instantly stung her.
Sonia suddenly pulled back her hand, and then said to Dixon, "Get out."
Dixon stood there without moving.
Sonia couldn't help shouting, "Leave! I don't need you to be with me!"
Standing there, at that moment, Dixon's voice was hoarse, as if he had experienced a disaster. "Sonia... are you still blaming me?"
Sonia laughed mockingly, "How dare I? Aren't you the one and only Dixon? I dare not blame you."
The more she said like this, the more ironic he felt. He approached her, noticed her shortness of breath. He clenched his fist. "Sonia, I know I owe you in the past. But can't you see my sincerity? Do you have to trample on me like this?"
"Trample?"
Sonia was like hearing a joke. "Dixon, when you say this word to me, don't you feel shamed?"
He treated her cruelly, let her accompany his brothers to drink and please them, let her be forced to obey him everything, and let her ... lose everything!
All the pain in her life was due to Dixon. Now he said that Sonia trampled on him? The thief shouts to catch the thief!
The mockery in Sonia's eyes made Dixon freezing. His voice trembled. "What do you want? Sonia, what do you want now?"
Do it quick. Is it fun to treat him like this?
Sonia didn't speak. She was silent for a long time before softly saying, "Dixon, what I want has nothing to do with you."
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