Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Chapter 328 Set A Fire and Burn Them All Later on, when Sonia and Victor had gone far away, Dixon remained standing at the front door of the hotel in a daze. Carney felt sympathy but helpless.

The face was that he hurt Sonia and Victor. It was normal that they didn't want to accept his kindness. Carney made a call to the Grand East attendant to send all those gifts Dixon had prepared to the ward of the hospital. Then he put away the crown. He thought that the crown was made for Victor. One day, this young master would want to wear it again.

Not long after Sonia arrived at the ward, there was a knock on the door. It was the waiters from the Grand East. They brought over all the gifts Dixon had prepared from the age of one to five. Victor was frozen. He didn't expect that they would send those gifts to the ward.

The boy grabbed the two super-sized bags and headed out.

Sonia called out to him, "What are you doing?" "Nothing," Victor looked back and smiled at her, "to return sthings." Victor found a tin trash can in the small garden behind the hospital. And then he threw all those things in. He was afraid that Dixon would ask someone to take them out again later, so he simply took a lighter out. Speaking of boredom, he lit a fire to burn all the memories to ashes.

In the firelight, the teenager's eyes were like hardened and refined steel, cold and sharp. His eyes were polished like in the fire, sharp and biting. He did not move to stare at the fire in the tin trash can. Those Dixon prepared the blood of the heart are all engulfed by the flame. Perhaps Dixon had been preparing those gifts for a long time, but it only cost a few seconds to burn them.

The burned toys made a crackling sound. From tto time, small fragmented parts were ejected by the fire, hitting the tin wall of the garbage can and falling back into the fire.

In the middle of winter, the wind howled. The fire flared into life. Other trash in the trash can was burned to ashes too. Under Victor's eyes, Dixon's gift turned into nothing in a flash.

The wind blew, raising a puff of ash from the trash can. There cthe pungent smell of burnt mixture. Victor stood in front of the trash can. His expression was cold like Dixon's back then.

When the fire went out, suddenly, the boy grinned and walked away as if nothing had happened.

He knew that someone was watching him. He also knew that his every move would be reported to Dixon. But he just had to let Dixon know that he did not care.

For something, a wrong deed would always be the wrong deed. There was never any room for turning back. He didn't want to forgive him. He absolutely couldn't forgive him.

Victor burned up Dixon's birthday gifts for him. When Dixon heard this, he lost control and crushed the cup in his hand.

All of a sudden, the fragments splashed. The glass fragments stabbed into the palm. But Dixon seemed to be unable to notice the pain. His fingers clenched tightly. Blood spilled out of his fingers. Carney was shocked.

He said, "Mr. Borris, we must go to the hospital. The fragment in the hand..." Dixon kept silent. He opened his palm, which was now bloody and mangled. He had already got a scar on his palm, which he got the scar when he lost his mind to Sonia in his villa. Now, he got the new scars, which were like being sprayed and looked terrible.

His palm lines were broken by these scars.

Dixon stared at the palm lines and smiled. His hand, drenched in blood, kept shivering.

It turned out that a lot of things were predetermined early on, such as his broken palm print. It couldn't be connected at all.

Victor returned to the ward after burning all the birthday gifts Dixon had given him. He pretended that nothing had happened. Seeing him return and smelling an odd scent, Sonia frowned and asked, "What did you just go for?" "Nothing," Victor replied indifferently. His eyes were as calm as usual, and Sonia could not see the difference at all.

Everyone pretended to be calm. Only Dixon's heart was bleeding.

He finally knew how Sonia felt when she tried so hard to please him, but couldn't get a step closer to him. After that birthday, Victor and Sonia held a real birthday party for their own in the ward. Sonia bought him a small handmade cake. And then they made a wish together in the ward. Standing outside the door, Carney took sphotos and sent the photos to Dixon. The man in the office looked at the photos on the phone and felt his heart sore.

He could never enter their world.

That day, when Victor got out of school, the teacher gave him a homework assignment that needed to be done with his father. And the teacher also asked Victor to draw a picture. Victor agreed. But when he got back, he felt very annoyed. When he told Sonia what had happened, Sonia said, "Why don't you just find someone to play the role?" Victor thought it made sense and immediately dialed Quincy. Quincy was playing a gat hand had nothing else to do. As soon as he saw the phone screen light up, he immediately dropped the game, picked up the phone, and said to Victor, "If you have something to report, you can say it now. If you have nothing to do with me, go play by yourself." Victor said crisply, "Uncle Sue. My homework needs to be done with my dad. Would you like to play my daddy?" Quincy's eyes lit up. He clanked the couch handle, "Sure! Giveyour address!" Twenty minutes later, Quincy saw Victor waiting at the entrance of the IAPM Mall. The boy was wearing a set of kids' suits. He looked like a pretty doll. Sometimes Quincy would wander that it would be good if this kid was his son.

Victor saw Quincy from afar and waved at him, "Here!" "How long have you been waiting?" Quincy cup in a sweatshirt. He crouched down and rubbed Victor's face, smiling at him, "How did you think of me?" Victor said honestly, "Of course, I wouldn't let Mr. Borris helpwith my homework."

"Good boy, next tif you have such business, cto me, okay?" Quincy took Victor by the hand. They walked Eco into the mall. Victor said he wanted to eat dessert, so Quincy took him to a private handmade dessert store. People were discussing behind them all the way. "Look there, there's a half-foreign man. He is so handsome!" "Is that his son he's holding? So cute!" "How cother people's kids all look so beautiful!" "They're coming over! Quickly, take spictures!"

Quincy held Victor along the way and felt proud secretly. When they had their seat in the store, he ordered sspecialty for Victor. Then Victor took out the workbook from his bag, "Look, over here, it's to write an essay together. Uncle Sue, you should start, and I'll continue." "Just it?"

Quincy took over Victor's pen. Just at this time, the dessert was served. Victor sat on the side. Lowering his head, Quincy was helping him with his homework. They looked like a father and a son. Dixon, who passed by and happened to see the scene. Suddenly, he stopped.