NovelEnglishChapter 231 On New Year's Eve, he was abandoned.
December 31st. The Seaside City. Cold.
It was getting colder and colder. It was tfor Chinese New Year in a month or two. In the middle of winter, passers-by jostled each other in a crowd and passed by one after another. Everyone's life rhythm was getting faster and faster. They no longer stayed for whom they met on the road.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen Sonia got off work, Victor and Carl were already at home. Victor's school had a New Year's Day holiday and could rest for several days recently. Carl turned on the heating at home. His nose was red with cold on the way from work. He felt a little better when he went home.
Carl got off work earlier than her. At the moment, he was sitting under the air conditioner with Victor. One big and one small face was flushed by the heating.
Seeing Sonia coming hfrom work, Victor rushed over and said, "Mommy, I am earlier than you again today!" Sonia smiled, "Yes, because you study harder than Mommy." Victor took Sonia and cunder the air conditioner. Next to it, Carl bought strawberries and ate them while picking them. On the last day of New Year's Eve, three people got together and played a game. Then Sonia washed early and went to bed.
Victor wanted to spend the New Year with Carl anyway. He stayed in his room at night and refused to cout. Sonia couldn't persuade him, so she had to let him go. She went to bed alone. As soon as she tucked herself, his mobile phone rang.
It was a string of strange numbers.
Recently, Sonia was particularly wary of this strange number. As soon as it was connected, there was a particularly irritable sound of bar electronic music.
A waiter said "Hello" a few times into the microphone. Sonia frowned and replied indifferently, "What can I do for you?" It was very noisy on the waiter's side. He also shouted to Sonia with all his strength, "Hello Miss, your husband drank too much and was unconscious here today. Please cand pick it up." Husband? Sonia sneered, "Sorry, I am single." The waiter suddenly understood. It turned out that the young quarreled. So he said persuasively, "But in your husband phone, your alias is wife, isn't Miss Donald? The nwas right, too. Don't make trouble for the New Year's Eve. Please cto Myst and pick up your husband!" Sonia didn't speak and was silent for a long time. The waiter over there said "Hello" a few times. She said, "I don't have a husband. You have the wrong number." "No way, Miss Donald... your... your husband is drunk here..." Sonia didn't think much and hung up the phone directly.
Now, if she went out and went to him again, she would be a bitch.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDixon saw the waiter returned his mobile phone. He smashed the glass in his hand on the ground, "Where did she get the courage to hang up!" "Guest, you... you're drunk..." "If I drink too much, let her pickup!" Dixon roared like a child, "Keep calling! Let her cand pickup!" "I... I dialed for you. Can you say it yourself?" It seemed that the contradiction between the couple was a bit big. The waiter was afraid to intervene again. He could only say, "Sir, I will recall it again now..." Not long after Sonia slept, the phone called again. Just as she wanted to make her words clear, the voice of Dixon cfrom the other side of the phone.
"Sonia, takehome." This word was like five years ago. He drank too much and said to her like ordering a servant, takeback. She went to pick him up. What she saw was nothing more than his arms around a bunch of women. The fingers of Sonia were tight and tight, "I have nothing to do with you, don't bother me." Dixon smiled slightly. He was drunk. His whole consciousness was unclear, "Sonia, stop it? I can give you whatever you want, Okay? Your stuis short of money. I'll give it to you. Can you tell Quincy to butt out? "You're annoying." The three words of Sonia made the whole heart of Dixon cold.
The previous Sonia would not talk to him like this.
"Sonia... what exactly do you want? Can we..." Can we, start again? Dixon said, "If you don't pickup! I'll go downstairs of your house!"
"Are you mad?" Sonia can't bear him, "Whatever you do, don't bothere again! Dixon, have nothing to
do with you for a long time. Next tyou have time, change my alias im your mobile phone. Don't pesteragain in the middle of the night!" She was so cold, so cold that there was no room for turning back.
Dixon choked, "Sonia, can I apologize? I..." "Apologize?" Sonia laughed wildly, "It's useless to apologize, just die." Dixon was like struck by thunder. The bar was noisy, but he felt freezing cold all over his body. T
seemed to have been pressed the pause button at this moment ento m Everything was still only her words just how echoed repeatedly and struck his soul. On December 31, 2017, he was thrown away in 2017 by Sonia.
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