Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Chapter 331 Stop Hiding

The hatred in his tone even startled Quincy. Quincy didn't respond to his question. He slightly patted Victor's back, "I don't know much about it. Victor, your mother must have had her reasons for hiding it from you..."

When Sonia kept the news to herself, how much did she endure alone?

Victor had asked Sonia countless times about Eaton. At that time, Sonia must have felt like a million knives stabbing in her heart. He did not say anything, just silent.

Half an hour later, Quincy drove Victor to the hospital. The night was getting dark. Carrying the things Quincy had bought for him at the mall, Victor stood at the gate and waved at Quincy, "Bye, Uncle Sue!" "Bye," Quincy whistled before he left, "be good and listen to your mom."

'You are the only one she has now, kiddo.'

'You're her only spiritual support now.'

Watching Quincy walk away, Victor turned around and headed for the elevator. But as he passed the front desk, he paused and turned sharply to look back.

It was still empty. The hospital looked a bit eerie late at night. The inpatient department, in particular, seemed to be devoid of living people, as if he was playing a horror game.

empty inpatient hall, he clearly heard the footsteps of others.

The lights were dark and dim. The machines were humming. Standing there, Victor got a cold sweat on his palms.

squeeze into their lives by any means possible. Victor had inherited Dixon's alertness and sensitivity. His sixth sense was not wrong.

group was good or bad. But they were hiding in the

not coming out? Don't

bluffing. In fact, he didn't even know where they

enemy, they were equally unsure whether Victor was aware of their location or

a leap

sound of footsteps came from not far away. Compared to

He looked in the direction of the source of

men. One was cold and one was ebullient. One was

They were wearing white and black respectively. And they all put on the hat of their hoodies to cover most of their

of them just stared at each other, silently

day to look like this. He thought they must have fierce and vicious looks at least, like gangsters. But the