Sonia and Victor sat on the sofa staring blankly for a long time. After what happened to Dixon, they were still in a trance and felt like they were dreaming.
Dixon was such an arrogant person. He was impetuous and willful. He was aloof and decisive. He was like a superman to everyone, as if he would tell his pain. But how... How could he have disappeared like that?
Sonia thought she must have had a dream. She thought when she woke up, she would find that nothing had happened.
Later, Victor looked up and asked Sonia softly, "Mom, is this all fake?"
Sonia hugged Victor and touched his face, "It's okay. It has nothing to do with us anymore."
They were completely free. They no longer had to live in Dixon's shadow.
He chose a self-destructive way to bring Sonia and Victor to complete redemption.
Sonia looked ahead and recited the words that Dixon said before he died.
"It's over. Forget about me. Go on with your life."
"Go on with your life."
When Dixon was found, he was dangling in a tree. He was bloodied and dying. He wore a bulletproof vest. But the pain of so many bullets was unbearable for a normal person. When Jarvis found him, Jarvis roared from below, "Someone! Come! Here! Get him down."
Later, they chopped off the trunk of the branch. The body of Cecil fell along with it. Dixon fell to the ground. His senses, which he tried so hard to keep on, were lost in the last second. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and then passed out completely.
Jarvis took him to the hospital in a hurry. Sonia was awakened in the middle of the night. Quincy called her, shouting, "We found Dixon! We found him!"
It was like a light had suddenly come on in an endless abyss of darkness, burning through the night.
Sonia got dressed and took Victor to the hospital in a mad dash. However, when she arrived at the hospital, she found Helena and Lang standing there with desperate faces.
"Ruptured kidney, fractured skull, multiple gunshot wounds, and a misaligned kneecap. It was too late. He just got one breath left..."
The moment the doctor saw Dixon, he shook his head with sad eyes, "Be prepared. The odds are not good. Please sign the paper."
Before Dixon was sent to the operating room, the critical care notice came. Helena almost knelt to the doctor, "I only have one son! I'm begging you... Please!"
Dixon, who was bleeding, was delivered to the operating room. The red light under the door of the operating room looked like blood flowing out of his body.
Victor sat nervously outside waiting for the door to open. Leonard, who had been on duty, rushed over, "Dixon was found?"
Helena cried and laughed, "Yes. He fell onto a branch. He's a lucky boy."
"Helena, you must be strong. Dixon will be fine." Lenard held Helena's hand, "It's good that we found him. At least we have something to look forward to. The doctors at our hospital are all professionals, so don't worry, Helena..."
Lenard comforted Helena for a while. But Sonia felt that the expression on Lenard's face was weird.
So later, she asked Victor to wait with the Borris Family and walked out by herself. She saw Lenard wiping his tears alone at the corner of the corridor.
"Lenard," Sonia called out, "what's up?"
Lenard's back shuddered. He turned his head. His eyes were red. "Do you want to hear the truth?"
An alarm bell rang loudly in Sonia's mind.
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