Chapter 18 I refuse your help, and I don't need it.

"You are following to her studio..."

Matthew looked at Dixon driving the car, and said with a faint smile, "If you need help, I can help you." "What do you mean?"

Dixon smiled and looked back at him from the rear view mirror. The man had alluring eyes. When he didn't laugh, he was cold and sexy. When he laughed, he was charming. His temperament was indifferent and could not be desecrated. No wonder so many women in A city attached themselves to him-after all, Dixon's appearance was quite superior.

Looked at Dixon's smile, Matthew also popped up his lips, "You have understood me."

"She probably won't accept it."

Dixon thought about it. After seeing Sonia enter the studio, he stopped the car on the side of the road, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed it to Matthew in the back seat. Then he said, "I need a reason, a justified reason... which let her accept it."

"It's so easy." Matthew said meaningfully, "I can help you."

Dixon leered at him, "I don't trust you."

Matthew laughed, "Why don't you trust me? The way I treat your ex-wife is..."

"Is what?" Dixon gave him a hard stare. "If you dare to do anything about Sonia, you will die." "Ouch."

Matthew seemed to hear a joke, "Even you divorced, you refused to give her up.

If she likes me, I can't stop her. "

Dixon gnashed his teeth, "Even if we divorced, other men can't touch her. No way!"

Matthew lit the cigarette with a smile and didn't speak. Then two people finished smoking separately,

threw the cigarette butts in the trash can in the car, and took a deep breath.

Matthew fixed his collar and said, "Then I'll get off the car."

Dixon said to him, "Pay attention to your behavior."

Matthew narrowed his eyes. "Get it."

When Matthew walked into the Sonia's studio, Eaton and Sonia froze.

At that time, Sonia was sitting at her desk to draw the manuscript. She wore a pair of optical glasses. Her hair was half down. She looked beautiful and gentle when she tilted her face.

Matthew thought, such a tender person could really kill people?

Was she innocent five years ago?

Eaton recognized Matthew at a glance, He stepped forward to say, "Mr. Matthew, you come here today..." "I have come to see you."

Mr. Matthew." Sonia packed up the drawings and came up to pour him a cup of coffee. "My studio is rough,

"No, it's well decorated."

a sip of coffee. He immediately tasted it was Ice Drip Coffee. A person must be very leisure to filter coffee drop by drop with filter paper in one afternoon, which is generally something that a person

was quite characteristic, and the spatial structure was very nice, which could be called creativity. The table where Sonia was drawing was a big semicircle shape. She faced three computers when she turned around, with a stack of manuscripts not far

overlapping his legs and smiling at Sonia. "Miss Donald, did

but she still pretended not to understand. "Mr. Matthew, what are you here

it. "Last time you denied that Dawn was your nickname. I

her lips. Eaton next to her finally understood. "Do you want to find my sister to participate in the

"Our company will launch a new wedding dress of the early spring next

you, Mr. Matthew, but I'm sorry to let you come here in vain. Because my

to be such a result, so he subconsciously

her emotions. Then she said, "I don't expect love anymore, so

love, has already become fragments in her heart. It was

failed and tragic love destroyed

showed a shocked expression. He opened his mouth, seemed to want to

silence, he said faintly, "I see... but Miss

been injured, you

to yourself

I believe you.

man's eyes were indifferent. After that, he got up and nodded slightly at them. "Then I'll go first. If you change your mind, you can call

your coffee.

the door and went out, and he put a business card under the coffee cup. Sonia's heart trembled, and

Dixon turned his head and asked him,

his head. "She didn't

turned his head back to start

don't

the steering

don't think she will accept my

with gloat. "She welcomes me more

that he slapped the

don't kick

make money, but now you want me to

so much, why did you send her to prison five years

does he

stared at the front, and kept silent for a long time before he said, "Because she killed

time, and you didn't know it." The implication was that he sent his pregnant

watching the scenery passing by the window and noticing the speed of the car. He

gnashed his teeth, "I must be too kind to you, and I will

"Dixon, you are fucking

treat your bro

a bro? Get off the

and then came back home. At this time, someone just called him. It was a

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