Chapter 71 When I loved you, I suffered from the purgatory.

Sonia closed the door, watching Victor gulp fried eggs and bacon. She breathed a sigh of relief, cleaned up the tableware. Then she said to Victor. "You can't deliberately make yourself sick in the future, OK?

If you miss me, you can ask Dixon to call me, and then I will come to see you."

"Fried egg is the only food Mommy cooks well." Victor licked his lips. "Have you practiced this many times?"

Sonia froze. How can she explain it? She practiced it countless times in the kitchen for the special requirement of Dixon, so that she can control the heat properly?

She made up an excuse casually. "Your uncle taught me this."

"Sure enough, my uncle is more clever than you." Victor shook his head. "Mommy, the food you cooked only meets the requirement of being able to eat. Other requirements, alas. I don't ask too much." "Bastard!" Sonia pinched Victor's face. "When you are full, you start to act wildly, don't you?"

Said that, she suddenly remembered something.

habitually frying an

Holy crap! Damn it!

and the familiar scene reminded her of too

Dixon's taste...

the palm of her hand at once. God, she had to hurry down and

and rushed to the kitchen downstairs with Victor's tableware. But as soon as she arrived downstairs, she saw Dixon standing at the dining table, wiping his mouth gracefully-he had

face turned

at Sonia's pale face without speaking. Then he took his

at the Dixon go out. She didn't even have time to explain it. She didn't cook it to him specially,

at the Dixon figure disappearing

slid down against the wall beside the stairs, buried her face in the palm of

what a terrible

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