Lying on the bed, Dixon looked at the ceiling in a lifeless way.


    It’s almost New Year’s Eve, could Sophie have gone back home to visit her parents?


    Once the thoughts were born, they sprouted wildly and grew uncontrobly.


    He restrained his emotions for a long time, this moment is not cathartic, let him unusually angry.


    Especially as the wedding date gets closer and closer, his heart bes more and more restless, making him want to see Sophie like crazy.


    To question the woman, why after sleeping with him, sweet-talking him, and then abandoning him?


    What about him is not as good as Warren?


    Dixon thought about it and felt that no matter what his face, education, and background, which point he had left Warren ten streets.


    The only slight possibility is …


    Dixon brow knitted, hand involuntarily covered in a certain position.


    Could it be that here is not as big as Warren, not as good as Warren sex action?


    “Young Master Dixon, do you have a stomachache?”


    Queenie on the side saw him frowning with an expression of holding in ufortable, so she inquired.


    Dixon slightly sideways head, swept a nce at Queenie, “You women looking for a date, you like the one with big and good living apparatus, or you like the one with money?”


    Queenie froze for a moment, her small face bursting red as she looked at him, blushing and stammering, “What do you … you ask … this for?”


    “What’s the bother, I just want to know the answer!” Dixon questioned in a cold voice.


    The cold gaze, looking at Queenie’s heart stuttered, she swallowed and asked cautiously, “You … want to hear the truth?”


    Dixon face and a few points cold, even if did not speak, just a look are scared her heart and liver straight.


    Twisting and turning for a long time, she only deliberately slurred: “Of course … of course all like.”


    “Then which one is the favorite?” He pursued.


    Queenie originally thought Dixon was teasing her, but now see Dixon serious serious look, and feel that the other party is not joking, so said truthfully: “no feelings, of course, like money. If you have feelings, I think it … must live well. After all, that … that aspect is an important pivot band to stabilize the rtionship between husband and wife.”


    Dixon: “…”


    Why ask!


    Why ask such a question with a bad mouth!


    If thest moment he was only angry because Sophie’s abandonment, at this moment he felt an unprecedented sense of shame.


    That anger was like adding yeast, expanding and amplifying as time passed, making him more and more restless.


    He got up and paced back and forth in the ward.


    Queenie, who was sitting on the sofa, saw him spinning around and couldn’t help but mutter, “Master Dixon, can you stop spinning, you’re dizzy.”


    “You shut up!”


    Dixon red at her, “Do you even dare to let loose on me anymore?”


    Queenie grumbled, “The ward is so big, you’ve been spinning around 53 times, don’t you feel dizzy?”


    I really don’t know what’s wrong with him, he starts to get crazy early in the morning.


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    Thinking about it, he finally took his phone and made a call, “Leonel, find out Sophie’s whereabouts for me. Do it as fast as you can for me!”


    “Okay, Mr. Dixon.”


    The other party answered.


    The rest of the time, Dixon anxiously waiting for news.


    Leonel, who usually works very fast, waste ining to the news.


    Seeing that two hours had passed, Dixon could not resist and called to ask the other party, “What’s going on, howe you still can’t find out?”


    “Mr. Dixon, I’m still trying my best to find out. However, I can’t find out any information about Miss Sophie.”


    The other party’s words were full of helplessness.


    Dixon’s eyebrows knitted, “What do you mean? Can’t find out?”