Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

When Sonia woke up the next day, she saw a precious blanket on her shoulder, which was Dixon's customized one. The abbreviation of his name was embroidered at the end of this blanket.

The word D. burned her like a fire. Sonia threw the blanket on the ground, as if she was stimulated. She breathed deeply.

Victor was shocked by her action. He opened his eyes and looked up at her. "Mommy, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine..." Sonia adjusted her panic mood. Dixon covered her with blankets... How is it possible?

"I actually fell asleep with you last night." Sonia touched Victor's face. "Did you bring down a fever? It's time for Mommy to leave here."

"No, Mommy!"

Victor grabbed Sonia's clothes and said in a low voice, "Can you accompany me for one more day?" Looked at Victor's longing in his eyes, she didn't have the heart to refuse him. She could only sigh and say, "Mommy won't spend the night here. I accompany you until the afternoon, OK?"

Victor nodded with red eyes. "I don't want mommy to leave... I don't want to be alone in such a big house.'

He was so lonely, without affection and warmth.

Sonia comforted Victor and went downstairs to cook him breakfast. She was very skillful, as if these things had happened countless times.

Dixon got up and came down from upstairs. When he saw the figure in the kitchen, he was shocked. In a trance, he seemed to return to five years ago. Sonia got up early every day and insisted on cooking breakfast for him, although he never took it away once.

But now, when he sees this figure again, he engulfed a familiar feeling. He stood on the stairs and lost his mind.

Sonia came out of the kitchen with fried eggs and bacon. When she saw the Dixon, her voice was indifferent, as if it was her routine. "Sorry, I used the ingredients in your refrigerator."

Her voice was calm, but it was clear that she remembered everything, including every furniture in the kitchen, with her memory...

Sonia's shoulders were trembling. When she faced up to Dixon, she told herself not to be afraid, because she had nothing to lose!

Dixon perceived the subtle trembling of Sonia, stared at her with deep eyes for a long time. Then he replied indifferently. "Hmm."

Look, he didn't care about it at all. Sonia felt that she was self-sentimental. It seemed that she was the only one who was hurt by memories from beginning to end!

Sonia took tableware and returned to Victor's room with breakfast, quickly closed the door with her feet to isolate Dixon outside the door.

Dixon continued to go downstairs as if nothing had happened. But when he saw a fried egg on the kitchen stove, his calm face finally disappeared.

A half-cooked... fried eggs.

This was his most familiar breakfast five years ago.

Suddenly, his mind was full of countless memories five years ago. He felt his heart quivered. He was aching.

Dixon's handsome face showed a trace of consternation. His pupils shrank slightly, and his fingers hanging on his side tightened inadvertently.

Those details of life that he didn't care about before turned out to be the things he missed. Sonia is... specially reserved for him?

She doesn't eat half-cooked fried eggs. Only he... has the habit of eating half-cooked fried eggs.