Chapter 16 She was stimulated five years ago.

When Dixon came to the hospital the next day, the attending physician of Sonia had changed. When he saw Dixon, he called him, handed over some report materials to him. He sighed and said, "Mr. Borris, your wife's condition is not very good..."

With no reason, he didn't explain the true relationship between them. The doctor continued, "She has severe depression, and she must have encountered great stimulation. Mr. Borris, have you... and your wife had anything happened before?"

Dixon looked at the report in his hand. His fingers were even hurt by this thin paper.

His throat was sour, as if a ball of cotton blocked in it. It took him a long time to say, "No... no."

"Well, alas." The attending doctor took off his glasses and wiped them. "She can't be cured only by taking medicine. We checked and found that she already has a treatment record, but she didn't take medicine on time. She takes medicine to restrain herself when she reacts.

It can't be cured in this way. She doesn't cooperate with the treatment in her heart... Mr. Borris, it may take a long time. Do you know what your wife likes best?"

The doctor's last words froze Dixon.

What does... Sonia like best?

He didn't know it at all.

Dixon felt that he could no longer communicate with the doctor. He said a few words casually and left. When he left, he still thought of the doctor's words-

"Your wife should have experienced some bad things. Mr. Borris, if you know the truth, I hope you can tell us, so that we can customize the treatment plan... Your wife is in a bad healthy condition. You know, the scars on her hand are not hurt in a moment. Her hand is full of new injuries and old injuries. The latest injury... was two weeks ago.

Two weeks ago... the day was so close!

How many times did she hurt herself about the scars on her arm?

He can't believe she has always had the habit of self-harm.

When the pressure was too great for her to bear, she held the knife and stabbed her wrist in the middle of the night.

Sonia disguised herself under her proud appearance. She was no longer the proud lady five years ago. Her soul has already been fragmented, and the rest was just her obsession.

Dixon did not dare to think more. He went back to the door of the ward of Sonia, tossing and turning. For the first time, he had the idea of escaping.

He was... afraid to face a woman, his ex-wife-a murderer who was sent to prison by himself five years ago.

Sonia killed Maria, but now she lives such a life. Dixon feels that he should be happy.

But when he saw her, he was clearly not happy. He always felt that he was the chief culprit who hurt her like this.

Dixon stood at the door for a long time with pale face, but he finally didn't enter the ward.

He turned to the other end of the corridor and took out his mobile phone.

"It's me."

The man put the other hand in his pocket, and his tall and straight figure is like a beautiful picture. Even in

the hospital, countless little nurses secretly looked at him and guessed his identity.

happened during the five

made up his mind and said that sentence. At the same time, he felt

want to doubt it, but he had to verify this thing. "I suspect

...

up from kindergarten by Dixon in the afternoon. When he got

run away. At best, I'll go back to

can come to see me once a

flower bed with his car. What the fuck was this little

recognize him as his

his fucking

identified the father-son relationship

son.

the car on the elevated road to the hospital, and then said, "Little bastard, is it your attitude talking to your

was sighing for himself,

"Mr. Borris..."

"Call me Dad!"

Borris... you listen

"Call me Dad!"

He was not used to it. His face turned red. "You... don't force me to

get used to it after you call me many

better. When he heard this little guy call

said, "I am your father. Is there any problem for you to call

said. "But you never cared about me

a deep breath and said, "Your mother hid you so well that I only learned about your existence

when my mommy was

asked, "Didn't you even know

grabbing the steering wheel trembled

answer

maybe... he wouldn't have sent her

his eyes blinked and opened again, he was still Mr. Morris, who was ruthless and resolute. It seemed that he never regret

lovingly, looked at the scenery flashing

the road in a few

"Hospital?"

was very young, he was bright-minded. He asked carefully, "Is something wrong with

little bastard be so smart?

It's his ability to have such a clever son. He was happy that his

to fix Victor's clothes. Only at this moment, Victor felt Dixon was his father, but what he

Victor couldn't help but look at him more. After all, a five-year-old child was actually happy when he

Maybe he can help Dixon chase Mommy if Dixon behaves well

"Do you know

Victor. But he remembered that the child was mature, so he said frankly.

you irritate

enough, he was not surprised

that

young age, he can accept such

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