Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Victor finally looked better. After Dixon said, he finally stuck his head out from the quilt.

Dixon said in a serious tone, "If you don't want to regret it in the future, I advise you to go find Elinor now and have a good talk with her, the sooner, the better.",

Because most of the time, even a second mattered.noveldrama

"But what if she refuses to see me?"

"If you're afraid now, you'll lose."

Dixon patted his shoulder, "Go admit your mistake like an upright man."

Facing the cold wind, Victor came to the Sue's at midnight. There were only several road lamps still light. The garden inside was dark. After through the garden, it was the closed gate.

The security guard in the booth at the entrance knew Victor, and when he saw him coming, he didn't suspect him, opened the door directly for him, and even greeted, "Mr. Donald, it's so late. Our master and miss might have gone to bed." "Well." Victor's voice was deep, as if enduring something. "Thank you."

The guard security also waved at him with a smile. Later, Victor walked through the garden alone and arrived at the gate.

After standing for a few seconds, he rang the doorbell.

This was almost one of the few times in his memory that he visited the Sue's seriously. Previously, no matter whether he went to the Sue's or other places where Elinor stayed, he always broke in without a call in advance. He never respected her family.

The doorbell rang, waking up Elinor who was asleep upstairs.

She rubbed her eyes and glanced at Carlo who almost slept on the edge of the bed, with a huge space between them two. She could only them reach over and pat him, saying vaguely, "Your phone is ringing?"

Carlo was awakened by her, his voice hoarse, "It's like the doorbell..."

Elinor scratched her hair in a daze, "Then the doorbell is ringing. Oh! The doorbell is ringing!"

She came back to her senses, slapped him and screamed, "Quickly get up. Someone is ringing the doorbell!"

Carlo was confused. "It's your home, not mine. You should be the one who open the door. Wait, it's already at midnight. Will it be a bad guy?"

Elinor and Carlo got out of bed together, and went downstairs, wearing a coat causally. With

confusion, she still guessed whonet

paid a visit to her family at this time. When she yanked the door open, she stiffened.

A man stood outside. Cool moonlight rested upon him. Half of his body hid in the darkness.

His face was carved exquisitely, which was set off by the night. He was so exquisite that he was unlike a human being.

Elinor always thought, Victor might have been doted on by God since childhood, with an outstanding face, a hot figure, a powerful family, as well as his high IQ and talents that were shown when he was so young--he was one man in 10,000. She should not have been delusional before. How can she covet him?

Her agony over these years should pay off the debt, right?

But now, he visited her house at midnight, like travel-worn, stood outside her house and in front of her

As long as she reached out, she could poke at his exquisite but cold face.