Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy novel Chapter 851

Dixon and Sonia gasped, feeling the trouble over. But Lenard asked again.

Sonia immediately smiled, "You think too much. There is nothing that you can't know."

Lenard was suspicious. Babur wanted to leave, but his waist was grabbed by Lenard.

Babur was so scared that the tone of his voice changed. "What are you doing--"

Lenard glanced at Dixon. "Don't stay in their room. Make room for him."

Babur finally realized that he bothered Sonia and Dixon. He just wanted to dodge Lenard, ignoring his behavior.

The man was silently taken away by Lenard. When he went out, Sonia still looked worried, leaning against the door and seeing them off, stumbling. She was a little worried. "Won't they fight?"

"They won't." Dixon pulled his collar. "They have a sense of proportion."

The man went to close the door directly and then approached Sonia. "Forget them. They could address their own thing. I have to make trouble with you tonight."

She looked up and down at him, "Why? What do I owe you?"

He turned angry. "What do you and Babur do in the room?"

She smiled. "I persuaded him. You knew that."

He was still angry. "I'm not happy for you staying closely to other men. Don't do so next time."

She paused. After a while, she asked, "Why do you care about this so much?"

"Does it make sense for you to ask this question?"

He leaned over her, sheltering her in his arms and lowering his head at her, and said, "I'm narrow-minded, selfish and shameless. I can't bear ant intimacy between you and other men, though the man is a gay."

She was scared by his suddenly low tone. After she came to her senses, she stared at him, seeing her own figure from his eyes.

The woman looked away and took a deep breath. "Dixon, do you want to maintain such a relationship with me?"

The man's voice with a smile came. He looked sexy, though he was gasping. He said in a hoarse voice, "I am very satisfied. By the way, you have to have a good rest tonight..."

His meaningful words made Sonia's goose bumps rise. He said with a smile, "Miss Donald, I have something to tell you now. There is a press conference tomorrow. You need to attend with me."

She was confused by his strange attitude. He always acted so. "What conference? What's it about?"

"One between us and the program group." He loosened her and turned to the ceiling-to-ground window. His shadow was reflected on the glass, his profile like a prince of a drama. He said to her, "You'll show up with Victor. The speech was prepared for you. And we'll go to court. In short, there'll be many things to do. So you need to have a good rest tonight."

She looked at the man, always feeling this man was more considerate than who he was. But this man who arranged everything for them made her fearful.