Snare of Love

Matthew readjusted his expression, "Since you're not thrilled, just go back now."

Dolores' hands that were on her side were clutched together tightly. She asked with a big mess inside her heart, "Can you tell me why you are doing this?"

Did he know that what he was doing was actually saying 'I love you'?

She knew that Matthew would never like this kind of woman like her, but she could not understand his actions.

She couldn't find a single explanation.

Matthew stood up.

Why?

Matthew also didn't know why; he just knew that he wanted her to go back to where she was from, "You were the one chosen by my mother. I have to live up the expectations from the deceased ones." Dolores wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

She had no idea about what kind of expression she should be doing right now, be it happy or upset.

"So, just because I was the one your mother who betrothed, you want me to go back?" Dolores was at loss of words; she didn't know why she was expecting his negative answer.

Matthew turned around, facing behind her, hiding his facial expression in the light refracted from the windows, and agreed faintly.

This was the most expected answer.

But she was disappointed.

She smiled bitterly, "You think I'm suitable for this position? Plus, aren't you engaged with Maria Herbert? Are you teasing or playing with me now? Is that fun?" Matthew's face suddenly tensed up, like a bowstring being pulled behind.

He had been deliberately ignoring that one thing, which was Dolores had been married before and given birth too.

He didn't want to mention nor think about this thing; since now she had said it out, he had to face it.

"I'm not going to marry Maria. As for your position, nothing is inappropriate," he said.

Dolores managed to squeeze out a smile, "Nothing is inappropriate? Are you for real?"

Matthew turned around, looking at her, "You're not a pure woman, nor am I a good man. We're equally same; we shouldn't dislike either of us."

She already knew it; she didn't understand why it hurt more when she heard it from Matthew's own words.

He was a normal man, after all. Maria had been with him for so long, it would be weird if nothing happened.

She knew this.

She also understood.

She just didn't know why she would feel down about him sleeping with another woman.

"I'm going back today." He came here today to tell her about this.

"Oh." Dolores faced somewhere else, not looking at him and pretending to be calm.

Buzz buzz...

Dolores's phone on the table suddenly buzzed. It was her son's name, and she picked it up.

"Samuel."

"Mommy, can you pick me up from school today?" Samuel Flores asked.

"Of course." There was nothing more important than her son. She took a glance at the clock on the table, "When do you want me to come over?"

"Can you come now?"

"Sure."

"I'll wait for you then."

"Okay."

She waited for him to hang up first, and then she hung up. She packed her files and drawing paper, preparing to leave. And then she realized that Matthew who was standing behind her hadn't left. "You're leaving?"

"Yeah."

Dolores pursed her lips, "My son wants me to go pick him up."

Matthew just heard it, remembering his face on how hostile he was toward him, and asked, "Did you bad mouth me to him?"

Dolores was confused, "Bad mouth what now?"

"You didn't tell me why the kid was so hostile toward me?"

Dolores understood now.

But she refused to answer, changing the topic deliberately, "Don't you have a flight to chase? I'm leaving too."

She couldn't possibly say that Samuel saw Matthew forcibly kissing her; that was why he had a grudge against him?

She walked to the door, looking back at him, "Not leaving?"

It was apparent that she was changing the topic deliberately, but Matthew didn't expose her, leaving along with her while also asking casually, "What school your son's in?"

"AC University."

AC University?

His eyes twitched; he knew that that kid was smart. Since the last time when he set himself up to kidnap him, it was evident that he was very thoughtful and action-oriented, knowing how to use his advantage from being a child to attract other's sympathy to achieve his goals.

Not many five-year-olds could achieve this kind of cleverness.

Even though he knew he was smart, he never expected to enroll in AC that young.

Dolores was very proud when they talked about her son, "He's very smart, he always sounds like an adult, taking care of his sister."

When talking about her son, it felt like light shone on her face.

She was proud of her son.

Matthew sneered while walking toward his car.

If he said that he didn't have any feelings for it, it would be lying.

He was around 30 years old; most people already had their own child at this point of age.

Now that he had to listen to how her wife described how smart and knowledgeable the child she had with another man, it was hard to be happy. Dolores felt that he was very weird.

Just like most stuff he did, no one ever understood what the purpose behind it was.

Dolores didn't give too much thought to it; instead, she just walked toward her car.

It didn't take very long for her to go to her son's school. Samuel was already out of the classroom, waiting inside the school entrance.

Dolores parked her car, came out from it, and walked toward him.

"Mommy."

Samuel shouted happily when he saw Dolores.

The guard only opened the gate to let Samuel out when he saw Dolores was coming.

Dolores reached out, "Why are you at school?"

Even though Samuel passed the examination of AC University, he only had three days of class per week on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday due to his young age. Today was Tuesday. "I came to seek advice from my teacher." Samuel said seriously.

"I should really treat your teacher when time allows, your teacher treats you so well." Dolores thought, should she call and ask if the teacher was free today for dinner together?

"Is your teacher still in school?" Dolores asked.

"Nope, he left. He said he had something to do."

Dolores dismissed the idea, hugged her son to the car, and helped him to buckle up his seat.

Dolores drove home, coincidentally met Simona Flores and Jessica Lennon coming back from the shopping mall.

Dolores hurriedly got out of her car to help carry Jessica's stuff.

"Mommy, mommy." Simona was excited seeing her mother and reached out two small arms, wanting Dolores to hug her.

"I'll hug you inside house."

"No." Simona hugged Dolores's leg, not letting her go. She really wanted that hug.

Jessica shook her head, saying, "You should hug her."

Jessica took over the stuff from Dolores.

"Simona is an ingrate. Her eyes only have her mother, not her grandmother."

"Grandmother, you have me." Samuel held out his hand to hold Jessica's hand.

"Samuel knows the best." Jessica laughed.

Simona didn't care at all, embracing Dolores's shoulder and enjoying her mother's hug.

It was inevitable to come in contact with germs when going outside.

"Mommy, I want to eat pudding." Simona tilted her head up, widening her big, bright eyes, wanting Dolores's coddle.

"Okay." Dolores replied with a laugh.

After washing her daughter's hands, she took her to the living room and took out some pudding from the freezer.

Simona was really a glutton. As long as she had something to eat, she would be quiet.

Dolores let Samuel take care of his sister and entered the kitchen to prepare dinner with Jessica.

"Mom, why did you set up a marriage contract with Mrs. Nelson back then?"

This was something that she was always curious about but never had the chance to ask.

Since Matthew had mentioned it again, Dolores was eager to know.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐