Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Eaton called and said he didn't receive Victor in kindergarten. The dean said he saw someone pick him up.

According to the dean's description, that person was definitely Dixon. There could be no mistake! Sonia got out of bed, stumbled to open the drawer, and stuffed the medicine she hadn't eaten for a long time directly into her throat. She vomited a few times, abruptly swallowed the pills, then wiped the tears on her face and stood up again.

With a bright hatred in her red eyes, she grabbed the clothes on her chest, and her fingers kept shaking. It didn't matter...don't be afraid.

Dixon, if you robbed me of my last faith, I would fight with you at all costs!

Victor was picked up by Dixon at three o'clock, and he was directly taken into the Borris' house. Dixon's mother, Helena, was stunned when she saw him.

The old woman murmured, and tears fell down. "Are you... the grandson of our Borris Family?"

Victor didn't speak. The sadness in Helena's eyes looked real, but he didn't want to speak to her. "Who are your parents?"

"It doesn't matter to you who my mother is."

Victor smiled, and the five-year-old child's mind was so amazing. "Therefore, it doesn't matter to me who my father is."

Dixon just parked his car and came in, when he heard Victor's words, he kicked his foot on the door with anger. "What do you mean?"

Victor said, "I mean what I said."

Helena could see that this child had a lot of resentment, especially towards the Borris Family, and she didn't dare to come forward to hug him. She just looked at him like this, "How is your mother... doing?" Victor smiled sweetly. "Prison provides free food, so my mother lives comfortably."

Dixon got angry as soon as he heard it. He picked Victor up. "Who did you learn from to talk like that?" He smiled. "Did Sonia teach you to say that?

Hmm?"

Victor looked fearless. "Who taught me that?

That's what everyone around me told me.

They said my mother had been in prison, said my mother had killed people. Besides, you also said once in front of my mother yesterday.

Dixon's heart ached. He put him down severely, and gnashed his teeth. "Did you learn from your mother, and come to get me angry?"

"If you think so, why don't you send me back?"

Victor looked at him. "You want to threaten my mother with me, but doing so will only make us hate you even more."

Hate him even more!

They finally admitted it—they just hated him, and this hatred had infiltrated into their deep mind and become a habit.

As long as Dixon appeared, Sonia would panic and want to escape.

So for five years, she moved from the original Seaside City to the Blue City, just to escape him!

Dixon got furious for some reason and dropped a lot of things. Helena advised sadly behind him, "Dixon, stop smashing..."

Dixon laughed and went upstairs. Victor sat on the sofa below with an expressionless face.

They looked exactly the same when they got angry.

Helena called the servant to clean it up, and while sitting next to Victor, she was distressed. "Did it scare you...?"

Victor shook his head. "No."

However, his eyes were reddish, and it was obvious that he had been frightened.

"What...what's your name?" Helena was very fond of this child, so she tried to ask his name.

Victor looked at her, "My name is Victor, and my mother said that it means uniqueness and hope."

Helena was afraid to ask Sonia's recent situation, but Victor actually brought it up, so she continued to ask carefully, "Your mother ..."

"You don't have to worry about my mother's affairs, Madam."

A five-year-old boy was as wise as an adult... Even when he used the honorific title, he looked so alienated.

It seemed difficult to get close to him in the future...

Helena thought of an appropriate way to open her mouth. "Victor, actually...your parents..."

"Don't tell me, I know." Victor directly interrupted her, "They all said that my mother was a bitch, saying

that my mother killed someone, so she deserved it, and I understand.

We just deserved it."

They just deserved it.

He clearly said something awful to them, and even Helena's heart ached.

This child hated them...

Victor didn't care about the old woman's sadness, but turned to look out of the window.

The night was so dark that he couldn't see any light.