Millionaire In Love With Me

“Doing so lewd every day, I can’t see, you still like to fuck with men.”

Dixon raised his eyebrows and smiled, “Since that’s the case, wouldn’t it be a pity if I didn’t make you whole.”

His voice was sorrowful, how could he say such cold words at a temperature of thirty-six degrees?

Larissa’s brain went down briefly and reacted with hindsight, “What do you mean? Did … say that the person is not you?”

“Are you worthy?”

Dixon’s gaze was shady.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Larissa looked at him in a daze and murmured incredulously, “Impossible, it’s not you … who else … could it be?”

She was like a thunderstorm, only to feel a chill around her body.

No wonder Dixon handed her a glass of milk every night, and felt giddy after drinking the milk, feeling particularly strong it.

It turned out that he was behind it all.

“Why?”

When I thought that the person who was ‘having fun’ night after night was another man, and she showed her sluttiest side, and even used her mouth, I felt a pang of sickness.

“Vomit~”

She held her hand over her chest and could not stop vomiting.

Dixon looked down at the burned out cigarette, thumb and forefinger directly crushed out the starburst of the cigarette butt, as if it did not feel the pain.

The original intention was to torture Larissa, but he was more concerned about Sophie, so he did not want to waste time on Larissa.

The cigarette flicked out of his fingertips, Dixon coldly instructed the men to the side, “Cut off her limbs and vocal cords, and send her to Africa to Quinton.”

“Yes, President Dixon.”

The man standing at the side nodded and responded.

With those words, Dixon turned around and left the room.

Larissa’s mind swirled with Dixon’s words just now, and her whole body was as cold as being in an ice cellar.

“Don’t … don’t go, Dixon you don’t go ah.”

Seeing her turn away, Larissa hurriedly stood up to chase Dixon, but for some reason, her legs were weak, and she just stood up and fell to the ground, she propped her hands on the ground and crawled forward, “Oooh … Dixon, you can’t do this. Dixon! Dixon you bastard, don’t you go!”

Clang-!

The door closed, a heavy sound like a hammer, hitting hard on the heart, hurting her body shuddered.

Dixon walked away, the person walked outside the secret room on the negative third floor, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

“Ah !!!!”

Suddenly, a painful scream through that iron door, in the entire negative three floors of the basement are extraordinarily clear.

The voice was miserable and painful, and it was late at night so that people could hear it and feel a chill down their backs.

Dixon step a, eyebrows a few imperceptible frown, eyes crossed a touch of ice cold.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you’re doing, and Dixon thinks he’s going against the original intention of those who are studying medicine.

At this moment, his heart undergoes a great deal of torture and pain.

Unlike ordinary people, even if Larissa suffered pain, Dixon did not have the pleasure of ‘revenge’, but the heart added too much guilt and psychological torture.

He has saved too many people in his life, but mercilessly will be the most familiar, once the most beloved and now the most loathsome people into the ‘valley of the ditch’.

Conscience suffered great condemnation.

After leaving the place, Dixon returned to the hospital.

In the hospital, Margarita Jones stayed with Sophie, but Sophie was too late, Sophie had fallen asleep, Margarita Jones sleepy on the hospital bed fell asleep.

Dixon pushed open the door and came in.

Noticing someone entering, Margarita Jones heart bell rang at first, she subconsciously sat up, turned around with a dagger in her hand.

“Shh~”

Dixon made a gesture of silence.

Margarita Jones then put away the dagger in her hand, “You’re here?”