Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

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."

"Miss Donald, see you again." "Hello, Mr. Matthew." Sonia packed up

"No, it's well decorated."

to filter coffee drop by drop with filter paper in one afternoon, which is generally something that a person can do when

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 round sofa, overlapping his legs and smiling at

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

Eaton, who didn't understand it. "Last time you denied that Dawn was your nickname. I understand your mood, but Miss Donald, we hope you can

lips. Eaton next to her finally understood. "Do you want

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

shrank her fingers. Eaton said, "Thanks you, Mr. Matthew, but I'm sorry to let you come here

face. He probably did not expect to be such a result, so he subconsciously asked,

that time, Sonia raise her head. Her eyes were like black holes, engulfing all her emotions. Then she said, "I don't expect love anymore,

fruits of love, has already become

love destroyed her ability to feel

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

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

if you have been injured, you should... expose your wound

ability always belong to yourself and cannot be destroyed

I believe you.

got up and nodded slightly at them. "Then I'll go first. If you change your mind, you can call at any

for your

door and went out, and he put a business card under the coffee cup. Sonia's heart trembled, and she didn't return to absolute being for a

car of Dixon, Dixon turned his

shook his head. "She

guessed it..." Dixon murmured to himself, turned his head back to start the car,

the elevated road, Matthew finally asked, "Why don't you

the steering wheel tightened.

think she will accept my cooperation even

with gloat. "She welcomes me more than

he slapped the horn. "Do

kick down the

now you want me to die. "Matthew

much, why did you send her to prison

he hates most. Why does he go

silent for a long time before he said,

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

in the back seat, watching the scenery passing by the window and noticing the speed

kind to you, and I will tell your

"Dixon,

treat your bro

you as a bro? Get

back home. At this time, someone