Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Chapter 12 Things change rapidly while tflies.

Listening what to Victor said, Dixon smiled at that time! "What do you mean?" Dixon dead staring at his face, "You are my son, do you wantto take you to test your DNA? What procedures do I need to raise my own son?" Victor looked at Dixon, and the father and son, were like copy and paste, but the facial features of the Dixon were deeper and more delicate, while Victor was soft in temperament, much like the feeling of Sonia.

He whispered, "Mr. Borris, if I remember correctly, you and my mommy divorced five years ago.

And I was born after your divorce, so my custody naturally falls into my mommy.

If you want to support me, you have to negotiate with my mommy about the custody plan. Dixon's pupils shrank, as if feeling unbelievable, he repeated, "What did you say?" ! Five-year-old children, why is he so smart? || Victor just looked at Dixon and seemed indifferent to his shock. Finally, his voice slowly lowered. He said, "Mr. Borris, if I weren't your son...if my father is someone else, would you do this to me?" Dixon got nervous, and unprovoked irritability flashed through his mind.

If this child is not his own son, will he bring him hand cost so much effort? But...at the thought of Sonia having children with other men, he couldn't control his anger...

As if in his impression, Sonia should always prioritize his needs and give birth to his son. If other men dare to touch her, he would let them die! Victor looked at Dixon's expression, and suddenly smiled. The child laughed, and his voice was crisp like jade, but it happened that he was satirizing.

"Mr. Borris, you will never understand what life we have been living for those five years, so I can't be close to you." Victor looked up at the Dixon. At that moment, Dixon felt deep bitterness as if ten thousand arrows pierced into his heart.

A five-year-old child had this ability to hurt him so much.

He said, "Mr. Borris, I am the only motivation for mommy to live in this world. Without me, she will die." Without Victor, Sonia would rather die.

Sonia dressed up at 8 p.m. and arrived at the front gate of mago, which she agreed with Dixon.

As soon as the waiter saw her, he cup to greet her. "Hello miss..." Sonia had her beautiful haircut, makeup, perfon, and a suit skirt with high heels which made her handsand elegant. She stood there with half her hair loose and a collarbone necklace below her slender neck.

This is Eaton's handmade work, the only piece in the world.

Everyone wouldn't dare to speak to her while she's just standing there.

Her aura is too noble, like a young lady from a wealthy and powerful family.

Looking down, her eyelashes are long, with red lips. Everyone was familiar with her delicate face.

But no one could remember who she was.

Perhaps there are too many noble ladies in this metropolis, so everyone just thought. She looked familiar, but they couldn't remember where they have seen her.

They might be deeply impressed the next tthey saw her because of her beautiful face.

No one knows that she was the Miss Donald, who spent five years in prison, broke her finger, and was reborn after being destroyed in her lofty and proud life.

Dixon drove to the mago parking lot and parked his car. When he cup, he saw such a scene.

The person who drank too much next to him also shook his head and walked over, saying, "Shit. Did you see the beautiful woman at the door? She was the best kind of woman! That temperament, that appearance, tut!" The man next to him said, "Forget it. You can't get to know this kind of woman? You can be her driver." "Haha, I'd love to be a driver! I'll drive for free!" Frowning, Dixon saw Sonia standing there when he looked up again. Sonia looked indifferent, pure and clean, when she looked at him, a trace of panicking flashed under her eyes.

Dixon stopped, wearing a creatively cut white shirt, in clean suit pants, stepping on a pair of Balenciaga, holding the car key in one hand and a coat in the other.

An unruly and handsface, two black diamond earrings on his left ear correspond to his obsidian eyes.

He stood at the door, tall and upright, attracting passers-by to look back frequently.

He had such an aura, which is born to make everyone notice him.

The genie's handsfacial features and deep and steady temperament fascinated all women and frantically wanted to throw themselves into his arms.

It is said that Dixon is the dream lover of all women in this city, so when Dixon married Sonia five years ago, all women in this city fell out of love.

They waited for a scene. Five years later, Sonia was sent to prison by him. No one knew how many people whistled behind their backs to congratulate this accident.

Dixon is undoubtedly perfect in all aspects, family background, financial resources, and power, but only for love, one share had never been given to Sonia.

Sonia felt that she was sad. This man didn't belong to her, but she thought that being strong and persevere could move him.

After pretending to be stupid for five years and carrying the crfor five years, after ten years, she finallym realized that it was impossible to get together with Dixon, and the price of knowing these truths was to ruin her reputation, life, and family.

Dixon and Sonia are at the door, looking at each other through the coming and going crowds, as if passing through these strange faces, they go back to the past, when one sight means forever. He was still the love of her life, and she was still the pure girl in his eyes.

Things change rapidly while tflies.

How did they get to this place? Who was behind those schemes? Sonia ended her random thoughts, looking up at Dixon and cto his side step by step. The man was extremely noble, glimmering, until he stopped in front of her.

When the distance narrowed, Sonia sadly found that she had no admiration to him.

Dixon, do you know that I have loved you for fifteen years since my youth, and have suffered for you for half my life? She took a look at Dixon and turned away. Dixon said faintly beside her, "How long have you been waiting?" "Not so long. Maybe ten minutes." Sonia smiled, so elegant that people couldn't find her loopholes, but it happened that this appearance made Dixon feel strange.

In the past, she was always gentle and generous, with admiration filled in her eyes. Now those eyes were like withered black holes, in which her pride broke, engulfed, and turned into nothingness. Dixon's heart trembled, but he endured. "Go upstairs, cwith me." After saying that, he pressed the button in the elevator. When the door opened, no one dared to walk in.