Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Dixon's words directly made Sonia have nothing to say. She just gave Victor medicine, brought the water cup back downstairs, continued to stay at Victor's bedside, as if nothing had happened.

But when Dixon saw silent Sonia, he only felt a little... panic.

It seemed that Sonia was preparing to leave him anytime and anywhere, and Dixon had the illusion that she was really determined to break with him.

People who really want to leave are always keeping silent.

She gave up all the struggle and resistance, and she disdained to argue and explain anything to him. She just left a silent figure to him.

Sonia seems to be in this state now.

Dixon felt irritable, turned and left Victor's room. Sonia accompanied Victor by the bed, and they turned over books. She was telling him stories with a gentle voice.

From the perspective of him-an outsider, it was a peaceful and comfortable picture.

Sometimes, Dixon would think that why it happened to be Sonia who gave birth to his son, why it

happened to be this woman?

The man showed an unprovoked strangeness on his delicate face. Then he slammed the door and left the Borris family.

Dixon went downstairs and called Matthew, "It's me.

The five-year-old clue you said before... I don't want to wait for the weekend, I'll find you tonight."

Sonia accompanied Victor to tell fairy tales. Victor didn't want to read them after he heard several stories.

The little boy closed his eyes, turned his head to one side. Sonia noticed his resistance and asked, "Don't you like it?"

"Yes, I don't like it."

Victor's answer was so decisive and quick, "I hate these stories."

Sonia actually saw a kind of aversion in his immature eyes.

An aversion to happy fairy tales.

"Why do adults like to write such deceptive novels?

Mommy, this is not the case at all. What is the meaning of these stories?"

Victor looked up at her, and his eyes were bright, "Everyone is a liar, and the people writing novels is also a liar!

That's why I hate fairy tales. I don't like them at all!"

For the first time, Sonia saw such an obvious and strong sense of rejection in Victor. Sonia panicked and quickly comforted him. "The stories are all false."

"The people who write the story are liars."

Victor stubbornly repeated this sentence, "Mommy, the world we live in is not the same as that in their stories.

Sonia's eyes got red, "I'm sorry... it's mommy's fault. Mommy can't take you to live a life in fairy tale..." "I don't want Mommy's apology." Victor's eyes also got red. He clutched the big hand of Sonia with his small hands. He said, "It is daddy who should apologize. No, he is not my daddy, he is just Mr. Borris!" This child is too precocious. Obviously he was only five years old, but he was so clever and thoughtful. Victor leaned on Sonia. "Mommy, in fact, I deliberately catch a cold... I miss you so much... I want to live with you, I don't want to live with Mr. Borris..."

That man is obviously his father, but his eyes are always so terrible...

Victor is afraid of Dixon, and he is more afraid of him than hate.

How ridiculous it is! He was afraid of his biological father.

"Victor..." Sonia trembled and touched Victor's face. "Get better quickly. Mommy will never escape again. Mommy will face up to him, and bring you back to our home fair and square, OK?"