Sophie blinked her pupils, froze and pulled the corners of her lips, but found that her mind was nk and she didn’t know what to say.
Dixon, dressed in a ck knitted sweater, hands in the pockets of his cks, smiled coldly, “You don’t think the reason I broke off my engagement with Larissa was for you, do you?”
He’d given her a chance.
More than once.
But the damn woman in front of him had ignored his ‘initiative’ time and time again, trampling his ‘love’ for her on the bottom of her feet.
If this is the case, she should note back.
Sophie: “…”
Yeah.
What does it matter to her if they call off the engagement?
She pretended to be strong and smiled, “I … I … didn’t think so.”
“Heh, count on you to have some self-awareness.”
Dixon turned around, picked up the cigarette case from the coffee table, pulled out a cigarette, took it in his mouth, lit it, and walked to thending window to smoke it.
Sophie jowled slightly, and when she saw him turn around, she didn’t force a smile anymore, “Yeah, The Dixon family is a famous family, how can I climb high enough.” She sighed and murmured self-deprecatingly, “Besides, it’s a woman with a disfigured face.”
Her fingers covered her face, touching the scar on her face, her heart felt as if it had been pierced by needles, a dense pain.
The cheek, is hot, even a little hot hands.
Because, that day to see Dixon, took off his clothes to cover Dixon, by the bitter cold wind wreaked havoc, people fever for several days.
“You know just fine.” Dixon did not hear Sophie’sst muttered words, but was hurt by Sophie over and over again, also feel their own bones guilty of cheap, always nted in the woman.
So, he built a fortress for himself as well.
When she heard his words, Sophie jerked her eyes up and her dark eyes widened a few points, looking incredulously at Dixon who was standing with his back to her.
The tears came out like that, sliding directly down the lower eyshes and staining thepel.
The disfigurement has always been a pain in her heart.
It is a scar that cannot be uncovered again.
However, this time the person who uncovered her scars was Dixon.
It turns out that …
The actual fact is that he also dislikes her disfigurement.
Sophie tilted her head and blinked her eyes quickly, trying to fade the tears in her eyes.
However, it was all in vain.
She brushed her sleeve to wipe her tears, and forced herself to y it cool, “Well. Then I wish young master Dixon happiness in the future.”
With a single sentence, Sophie did not know how hard she had to restrain her emotions in order to make her voice sound normal and calm.
After saying that, she turned around and left without looking back, and closed the door.
In the living room, silence returned once again.
Dixon clutching a cigarette in his hand, with the door closed at the moment, the whole heart empty.N?velDrama.Org exclusive content.
Fingers have been holding the cigarette, let the cigarette in the fingertips burned out, the ashes fell to the ground a little, flickering star fire to the butt, burned his fingers.
He woke up, threw the cigarette butt on the floor, raised his foot and crushed it out.
In the living room, it was quiet.
Outside the window, the cold wind whistling, hunting wind sound like the ghosts of the night wailing.
There is a bottom line.
Sophie left again and again,pletely touched Dixon’s bottom line, he vowed that he would never look back for Sophie in his life.
Although he knew that Sophie’s video with Warren might be fake.
But the day he saw Warren and Sophie’s flirtation in front of the SW studio, he saw it with his own eyes, so how could it be fake?
Otherwise, that day when he vomited blood, how could Sophie bear to leave?
Today, she knew that he had not seeded in bing a monk and had just returned from the mountain, how could she bear to leave?
The fundamental reason is that she never had him in her heart!
Even a little bit!
The snow had stopped.
Sophie bought the nearest flight, the so-called ‘near’, is as long as it can leave the city.
The randomly bought tickets, before boarding, she gave Vivian a phone call.