Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Chapter 18 I refuse your help, and I don't need it.

"You are following to her studio..." Matthew looked at Dixon driving the car, and said with a faint smile, "If you need help, I can help you." "What do you mean?" Dixon smiled and looked back at him from the rear view mirror. The man had alluring eyes. When he didn't laugh, he was cold and sexy. When he laughed, he was charming. His temperament was indifferent and could not be desecrated. No wonder so many women in A city attached themselves to him-after all, Dixon's appearance was quite superior.

Looked at Dixon's smile, Matthew also popped up his lips, "You have understood me." "She probably won't accept it." Dixon thought about it. After seeing Sonia enter the studio, he stopped the car on the side of the road, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed it to Matthew in the back seat. Then he said, "I need a reason, a justified reason... which let her accept it." "It's so easy." Matthew said meaningfully, "I can help you." Dixon leered at him, "I don't trust you." Matthew laughed, "Why don't you trust me? The way I treat your ex-wife is..." "Is what?" Dixon gave him a hard stare. "If you dare to do anything about Sonia, you will die." "Ouch." Matthew seemed to hear a joke, "Even you divorced, you refused to give her up.

If she likes me, I can't stop her. " Dixon gnashed his teeth, "Even if we divorced, other men can't touch her. No way!" Matthew lit the cigarette with a smile and didn't speak. Then two people finished smoking separately, threw the cigarette butts in the trash can in the car, and took a deep breath.

Matthew fixed his collar and said, "Then I'll get off the car." Dixon said to him, "Pay attention to your behavior." Matthew narrowed his eyes. "Get it." When Matthew walked into the Sonia's studio, Eaton and Sonia froze.

At that time, Sonia was sitting at her desk to draw the manuscript. She wore a pair of optical glasses. Her hair was half down. She looked beautiful and gentle when she tilted her face.

Matthew thought, such a tender person could really kill people? Was she innocent five years ago? Eaton recognized Matthew at a glance, He stepped forward to say, "Mr. Matthew, you chere today..." "I have cto see you." Matthew said lightly and calmly. He smiled at Sonia who was surprised. "Miss Donald, see you again." "Hello, Mr. Matthew." Sonia packed up the drawings and cup to pour him a cup of coffee. "My stuis rough, please sit down wherever you want." "No, it's well decorated." Matthew took a sip of coffee. He immediately tasted it was Ice Drip Coffee. A person must be very leisure to filter coffee drop by drop with filter paper in one afternoon, which is generally something that a person can do when she or her is at leisure.

He looked around the studio. The decoration was quite characteristic, and the spatial structure was very nice, which could be called creativity. The table where Sonia was drawing was a big semicircle shape. She faced three computers when she turned around, with a stack of manuscripts not far away. Maybe they were their daily work. Matthew sat on a round sofa, overlapping his legs and smiling at Sonia. "Miss Donald, did you lie last time?" Sonia was stunned, but she still pretended not to understand. "Mr. Matthew, what are you here for today?" "We need your help, Dawn." Matthew put the cup in his hand back on the coffee table gently, then put away his hand and took a look at Eaton, who didn't understand it. "Last tyou denied that Dawn was your nickname. I understand your mood, but Miss Donald, we hope you can participate in our new product design this time. So I took the liberty of coming to find you today, hoping you can give us a chance to cooperate.

His words were polite and decent. Sonia sipped her lips. Eaton next to her finally understood. "Do you want to find my sister to participate in the design?" Matthew nodded. "Our company will launch a new wedding dress of the early spring next year." Sonia subconsciously shrank her fingers. Eaton said, "Thanks you, Mr. Matthew, but I'm sorry to let you chere in vain. Because my sister has long stopped designing wedding dresses." Matthew changed his face. He probably did not expect to be such a result, so he subconsciously asked, "Why?" At that time, Sonia raise her head. Her eyes were like black holes, engulfing all her emotions. Then she said, "I don't expect love anymore, so I can't... design wedding dresses." The wedding dresses that will make people feel happy, and witness the fruits of love, has already becfragments in her heart. It was broken, and she wouldn't mention it again.

A failed and tragic love destroyed her ability to feel happiness.

Matthew showed a shocked expression. He opened his mouth, seemed to want to say something, but finally said nothing.

After a long silence, he said faintly, "I see... but Miss Donald, I hope you can think it over.

Even if you have been injured, you should... expose your wound under the sun.

Your ability always belong to yourself and cannot be destroyed by others.

I believe you.

Sonia was shocked all over, and looked up at Matthew in disbelief. The man's eyes were indifferent. After that, he got up and nodded slightly at them. "Then I'll go first. If you change your mind, you can call at any time. The design team of our company is very sincerely waiting for you.

And, thank you for your coffee. It's delicious. " Then the man pushed the door and went out, and he put a business card under the coffee cup. Sonia's heart trembled, and she didn't return to absolute being for a long time.

When Matthew sat in the car of Dixon, Dixon turned his head and asked him, "How is it?" Matthew shook his head. "She didn't agree with me." "I guessed it..." Dixon murmured to himself, turned his head back to start the car, and then slowly left the studio. When driving on the elevated road, Matthew finally asked, "Why don't you help her yourself, but askto help her?" Dixon's fingers holding the steering wheel tightened. "Myself? I don't think she will accept my cooperation even if she dies." "That's true." Matthew smiled with gloat. "She welcomesmore than you." Dixon was so angry that he slapped the horn. "Do you want to die?" "Eh, don't kick down the ladder.

I helped your ex-wife to make money, but now you wantto die. "Matthew shook his head with tut-tut, and then asked," But if you care about her so much, why did you send her to prison five years ago?" Yes, she is the woman he hates most. Why does he go through so much trouble to help her? Dixon stared at the front, and kept silent for a long tbefore he said, "Because she killed Maria and her child." "But you see, she was obviously pregnant at that time, and you didn't know it." The implication was that he sent his pregnant spoiled wife to prison for a mistress.

Matthew sat in the back seat, watching the scenery passing by the window and noticing the speed of the car. He said, "Did I touch your sore spot?" Dixon gnashed his teeth, "I must be too kind to you, and I will tell your father that you are fooling around with tender models outside." "Shit!" Matthew shouted, "Dixon, you are fucking shameless! You treat your bro like this!" "Who fucking treats you as a bro? Get off the car now!" Dixon sent Matthew home, and then cback home. At this time, someone just called him. It was a strange number.

He wondered who called him, and he connected it, then he heard a tender voice, "Daddy, it's me." Ouch, his son!

As soon as he heard this voice, he even softened his tone. "Victor, what do you wantto do? Victor said in earnest, "Daddy, did you go to find Mommy today?" Why is this little guy so smart? Dixon asked as he walked back into the room. "Why do you say that?" "Mommy toldthat someone knew that she was Dawn and wanted to cooperate with her." Victor sighed with maturity on the phone and said, "Daddy, I know you sent someone to find her, don't you?" Dixon felt that he was so lucky to have an extremely clever son.

It's because of his clever genes! Dixon admitted it casually without thinking. "Yes, I want to help your mommy." "Why do you want to help now?"

Victor's voice seemed to pass through the cell phone and say in his ear, "Daddy, if you are sorry about the past five years, Mommy and I accept your kindness. But, if you just pity us, we don't need it. "

Dixon was disappointed, grabbing the mobile phone and asking, "Did your mother teach you this? Alas... why does Daddy always judge him in such a selfish way? Victor shook his head out of Dixon's sight and said, "This is my own meaning. My mommy doesn't know I called you.

As a matter of fact, last time, I found a business card from your car and remembered your phone number.

This little bastard's IQ is almost catching up with his! Dixon restrained himself, taking a deep breath, "Victor, you have nothing to do with the thing five years ago, so you will not understand my mood.

But now, I want to help you. Why don't you accept it? I just want you to live in a better condition. " "I don't want a better living condition." Victor lowered his eyelids. "Daddy, I don't understand everything you did to my mommy, and you don't understand our feelings.

If you really don't care about my mommy, don't bother us again.

Thank you for your kindness.

Finished it, Victor hung up the phone. Dixon looking at the screen of the mobile phone in a daze. He didn't cto his sense for a long time.

He had a kind of illusion that he can't control Sonia anymore.