Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Chapter 317 I hate Dixon, I hate his guts.

At this time, the data on top of the computer detector changed dramatically at once. Even through the glass, Dixon could see her consciousness seemed to have a moment of clearness. She seemed to get back her sense a little by this question.,

Hate...

Sonia felt as if she had fallen into darkness, surrounded by a voice knocking at her over and over again. "Is there anyone you hate or dislike?"

Hate... Sonia held out her hands to herself, but it was so dark that she couldn't even see where her hands were.

Was there someone she hated?

Faces flashed through her mind. The memories she had lost stirred again. The consciousness that had blocked them could not control them now. The next second, like Pandora's box that had been opened, those memories raced into Sonia's mind in minutes. Blood, wounds, pain, betrayal, she covered her ears, but her ears were filled with the wailing sound of memories, sharp, long whistles, scars.

'Why... Why probe into my past...'

through

'Why should I remember..."

Don't come any closer... Help

and over again in the deepest center of her consciousness. She clutched her head. She felt a sharp pain

person she

flashed through her mind. She was shaking all over. However, from the perspective of real life, in Dixon's eyes, Sonia was just sleeping expressionlessly. And all the pain she just felt was just her inner self. Her subconscious was struggling violently. But she was still just lying quietly in her chair, with catheters and wires all over her body. With

It seemed that the question

hypnosis. Then the

"Who do you hate?"

bounds. She fell down, got up, and she covered her ears. But along with the whistling wind, those memories engulfed her. Sonia hissed,

"Who do you hate?"

She hated the world.

incompetence to fight, her weakness, her... She didn't have the courage to

had transformed all her anger into self-blame. She was