Dixon was silent.


    Larissa’s eyes heated up and tears filled her eyes, spilling out along her lowershes and weeping down.


    Looking at each other for a moment, she suddenly smiled to herself, “No wonder, no wonder you were so indifferent to me during the two days I was hospitalized to keep the baby alive.”


    She looked down at her right hand with the hanging needle, and ripped the syringe off the back of her hand with one hand.


    At once, blood gushed out from the back of her hand and slid down onto the pink bedding staining it red and extraordinarily eye-catching.


    Larissa violently lifted the bedding and got up, barefooted and walking hard to the balcony.


    She did not say another word as she passed in front of Dixon.


    Standing on the windowsill, Larissa closed her eyes and tilted her head to take a deep breath, choking on a sob: “I’m sentimental, I’ll make it up to you.”


    The words fell, she propped her hands on the balcony and climbed up, unfolding her arms to jump towards the floor.


    “Larissa, you’re fucking crazy!”


    Dixon came over and grabbed her clothes and yanked her back, Larissa fell down and fell into his arms.


    The moment shended in his arms, Larissa closed her eyes and tears fell down her corners.


    Tears, it is frightened out.


    Dixon did not notice that she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, panic to the extreme.


    “Without you, my life has little meaning. Since you want to be with Sophie, you might as well let me die.” Larissa still leaning in his arms, a pair of full of water eyes written full of aggression and sadness, more humble.


    Dixon leaned down and picked her up, turned into the bedroom andid her t on the bed, “Get some rest.”


    The blood on the back of her hand rubbed against Dixon’s clothes, which was particrly striking.


    His brow furrowed slightly as he turned and walked out of the bedroom, “Doctor, she’s bleeding from her hand.”


    The doctor standing in the hallway nodded and immediately went into the bedroom.


    Dixon, however, went straight back to his room and closed the door behind him.


    He went to the liquor cab, took a bottle of red wine, walked at a feeble and feeble pace to the balcony and sat down, alone to buy a drink.


    Dixon did not think Larissa was much better, but at least her love for him was hot and crazy.Têxt belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    On the contrary, Sophie …


    Not only did she betray him, but she ended up leaving L City with Warren and his mother, and flying off with both wings.


    Dixon poured a ss of red wine and drank it down in one gulp, but identally choked, his throat tube was on fire, but along with his cough, his internal organs were aching and near spasms.


    “Well …”


    He clenched his teeth, bent over in pain, lowered his head, and clutched the tall ss with one hand, his powerful force directly pinching the ss out of the crack.


    It can be imagined how serious his internal injuries are.


    At the same time, Larissa in the next room leaned on the head of the bed, watching the doctor clean and wipe the blood on the back of her hand, her pale lips pulled out a strange smile.


    Is this the end of the story?


    As long as Dixon can’t find Sophie, that bitch will nevere back to L City.


    The reason is that when sending Sophie out of L City, Larissa stood in front of Sophie and said in a light tone: “You’re smart enough to guess that your brother’s affair was my handiwork. Of course, I also like tomunicate with smart people. Remember, never go back to L City again, and never appear in front of Dixon again, otherwise, not to mention your brother, only your parents will leave you forever.”


    Under absolute power, love counts for nothing.


    Larissa was able to reach out behind Dixon’s back to count on her family, once and twice.


    Sophie loved Dixon, but knew how ruthless Larissa was.


    She also thought about telling Dixon and confessing everything so that Dixon could protect her.