Chapter 901 Repeated Injuries And A Bad Guy Hearing Dixon's ironical remarks, Sonia got shocked and then cto her senses. She was faced with his push- back.
"You--" But when she was about to catch up with her red eyes, he strode out of the living room and slammed the door.
She stood there, at a loss, her hands and feet cold.
Does she do something wrong? Why? Every tshe wants to start over, Dixon always hurts her like this.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter Dixon slammed the door, all thoughts rushed into his mind. He squatted down and took a few deep breaths, feeling his hands still shaking.
He never meant to vent his temper to Sonia. He even did not know how to make up for that.
He said all to her on impulse, but what should he do after that? He closed his eyes and gnashed his teeth hard. He never groveled to someone like this, but in the end, he was just an ordinary male companion beside Sonia, nothing special.
He is a normal person and will also be jealous. Although he said he doesn't ask for anything in return, he will also feel disappointed and will be blown.
Dixon did not know what to do. On the way back to his villa, he was like a ghost, drifting back, sitting down on the sofa and closing his eyes, his head up, his chest up and down.
After a long time, he took a breath, then grabbed a medicine bottle aside, poured sgranules in his palm and swallowed them without water.
Nobody knew how anguish in his heart, for he has experienced so much. Every the recalled the past, it was a new injury.
Distraught with anger, Dixon went down to the basement cellar and picked up a bottle of wine. But when he remembered that this wine cellar was also designed by Sonia and him together, he suddenly lost the desire of drinking, putting the bottle aside before it was completely opened. The aroma of wine which was original an attracting fragrance leaked from the oak stopper, becoming a sharp weapon to torture Dixon.
Finally, he opened the bottle. He lifted a glass and then drank it in a big gulp. When he closed his eyes, he Qcalled when Sonia chatted with Quincy, laughing together.
He felt that all his senses had been hit and collapsed by this picture. In fact, as Victor said, he was not
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Dixon always felt that he was such a person. No matter how many times he argued and whitewashed himself, he always knew who he was. Since he can't be a decent guardian, what has he always insisted on? He was full of messy thoughts, falling into self-denial. Finally, he severely smashed the glass.
The glass fell to pieces, and the residue all over the floor looked shocking.
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