NovelStartChapter 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 cto 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 taughtthis." "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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe seems to be habitually frying an extra egg.
Holy crap! Damn it! She was standing in the kitchen of Dixon's house, and the familiar scene reminded her of too many details, so she made an extra fried egg when she cooked breakfast! What's more, it's Dixon's taste... Half-cooked! Egg! Sonia buried her face in the palm of her hand at once. God, she had to hurry down and throw the egg now! While thinking, she made an action. Sonia opened the door 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 eaten the egg.
Sonia's face turned pale, "Dixon, you..." Dixon looked at Sonia's pale face without speaking. Then he took his suit jacket next to him-he was going to work.
Sonia just looked at the Dixon go out. She didn't even have tto explain it. She didn't cook it to him specially, but it was just her habit.
Looking at the Dixon figure disappearing gradually, Sonia laughed absurdly.
Clear tears shed from her eyes. She slowly slid down against the wall beside the stairs, buried her face in the palm of her hand again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHabit, what a terrible and ridiculous word ...
Five years ago, everything she had been struggling to pursue fell apart in an instant. Her dreamended. Dikoh, you know, onde e my dream was that you ate the fried eggs cooked by me. But this dream didn't ctrue until five years later. She was the only one who took unilateral effort.
Sonia admitted that even in prison, she had the last hope and love that e that Dixon would save her again. This silly thought left her together with the blood when she almost died on the operating table with pregnancy.
She was not anesthetized and suffered from bloody and severe pain over and over again. Then she was X locked in prison again with broken body. From then on, she had already exhausted her luck for Dixon. Since she couldn't get a happy ending, she would fight at outrance! When Sonia raised her head, she laughed in despair and burst out tears. Dixon, because I love you, I live in a purgatory!
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