Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap
Chapter 206 What Secret Was Hidden

Seeing that it was Matthew, Samuel felt even more anxious, not sure whether it was because he had done 'something wrong'.

"Why are you here?"

Matthew walked in, and ignored his question. He sat next to his bed, Samuel just wanted to move away, but was instead hugged by Matthew on his shoulder, "Do you really not like me?" "No." Samuel quickly denied.

"I know everything that you've done..."

"What are you talking about I don't get it!"

Before Matthew finished his words, he was already cut off anxiously by Samuel.

His small hands that were on the bed clutched his bedsheet tightly, the clean and crisp bed-sheets became crumpled.

He had done everything so discreetly, how would Matthew know anything?

Matthew ruffled his head, "You are using Charles to fight with me for mummy, right?"

Samuel's eyes widened, his small face wrinkled, his features twisted comically. How would this guy know that he had used Charles to fight with him for mummy? "You are my son." Matthew said seriously.

He had heard from Charles that Dolores and him were divorced when they were born, and hence he had immediately knew it was Samuel who had told Charles this. Dolores wouldn't have said these things, what's more there were not many people who knew this, even Boyce and Armand didn't understand the details of it. Samuel pursed his lips and stayed silent, but he was obviously agreeing silently.

He could hide from everyone, but he couldn't hide from Matthew.

Perhaps they were connected by blood, their way of thinking was on the same wavelength, so they could be easily guessed by the other party what he wanted to do. "Are you angry?" Samuel lowered his head, twisting his fingers.

Matthew lowered his gaze and looked at his actions, his lips lifted slightly, "I'm not angry, I'm just comforted, that you know how to use others to achieve your aim, this is good." Samuel almost dropped his jaw, what?

He almost stared at his father with an unbelievable gaze.

"The highest stage of achieving your goals, is that you didn't participate in it at all, but achieved whatever that you wanted to. Even though you didn't do it in a very clever way, and was found out by me. But by having these ideas, this means that you're not too stupid."

When Matthew was saying this, he looked particularly serious. But when he looked closely at the corner of his eyes and his eyebrows, it can be realized that they carried a hint of laughter.

Samuel was only five years old, and could think of all these, and carried them out, this was considered very smart.

The reason he didn't praise him obviously was to let him know that all these weren't enough.

If he praised him obviously, he was afraid he would be too proud.

Samuel gave a huff, unhappy about Matthew's judgment on him. Everyone that had interacted with him would say that he was smart and adorable, and loved him to bits, why was it that when it reached his lips it had become not too stupid?

Not too stupid?

Did this mean that he was the smartest among everyone stupid?

He decided not to admit to the comments by Matthew, "Of course I'm not stupid, do you want to make a bet?"

Matthew nodded, very interested in his son's suggestion, curious to see what he had to say, "What do you want to bet?"

"Bet that you won't chase mummy back." Samuel raised his head, angered by Matthew's 'not too stupid'.

Humph, he swore, he won't let him chase mummy back so easily!

This man was too full of himself!

Matthew pursed his lips tightly, after looking at him for a moment, he opened his mouth, "You really want that cripple to be with your mum?" Samuel retorted, "A cripple is at least better than a heartless person."

Matthew was rendered speechless.

Was he saying that he was heartless?

"Son..."

"I'm tired." Samuel was chasing his visitor out, obviously not willing to continue listening.

To prevent Matthew from continuing to talk, Samuel dived into his bed, covered his blanket, and closed his eyes, pretending that he had fallen asleep.

"I know you are not asleep, regardless of whether you believe, when mummy and I divorced in the past, I really didn't do it on purpose. At that time, I didn't know that she was pregnant."

It's not that he didn't know that she was pregnant, it was that he didn't know that she carried his children.

But he couldn't tell him that.

Getting pregnant before marriage, it wouldn't be good to tell the kids this, it would not be good on Dolores name.

"Not knowing that we existed is not an excuse, since you've already gotten married with her, you have to be responsible towards her. How can you leave her, how can you divorce her, if you don't like her, then why marry her in the past? Why?" Samuel was huffing in anger, rambling out everything that was in his heart, "I hate you being like this, mummy taught us since young, as a man, we have to be responsible, we cannot lie, we cannot hurt others, but what have you done?"

There were hundreds and thousands of explanations, but Matthew couldn't get any of them out of his mouth.

Did he tell Samuel, his marriage with Dolores in the past was just a transaction?

Did he tell Samuel, that him and Simona were conceived before Dolores' marriage?

This way, it would also be hurtful.

Matthew covered his blanket for him, "The weather is turning cold, cover your blanket properly at night."

Samuel was angry, he turned over furiously with his back towards him, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Matthew sighed, and covered his back with the blanket, "If you don't want your mummy to see you sick when she comes out, then cover your blanket properly." Samuel was still unwilling, but he didn't flip open his sheets anymore, covering it properly.

Matthew had found his soft spot.

He wouldn't let his mum worry about him.

That's why he was covering his blanket properly.

Three days later.

Dolores was working on the procedure of making yarn cloth, when she was suddenly called by the old guy, "Follow me."

"Where to?" Dolores was working hard and had seemed to replace out the key to making the fragrant cloud yarn. She was on a roll, and didn't want to leave.

"You will know if you follow me." The old guy didn't clarify what they are doing, and didn't explain either, finishing his words, he headed out the door.

Dolores suddenly recalled that he had mentioned his sister would be coming. She suddenly felt alert, she put down the work on her hands, got up and followed him out.

There was a door out of the backyard, it was filled with potholes, the muddy road was winding, there were occasionally weeds that tangled around the legs. But thankfully the road wasn't long, about ten minutes later, they got on the main road, but it was also a not very wide muddy road, it was incomparable to the wide tar road in the city.

What confused Dolores was that she had been here for more than ten days, everything around the wooden hut was very simple. But when they reached the side of the road, she saw a black shiny car stopped there, it was a sleek and stylish Rolls Royce.

She couldn't help turning her head around to ask the old guy, "Master, is this yours?"

The old guy shook his head, "No, it's my sister's, she is waiting for us, let's hop on the car."

Dolores heart was pumping, but to replace out what's going on, she bent her body and got on the car.

The car drove out very soon, it followed this narrow cement road and headed inside, the trees in the mountains were lush. Although it was almost winter, but there were still many plants that were green throughout the seasons, their foliage was lush, shading them from the sunlight. The further they entered, the cooler it felt.

After about half an hour, the car finally stopped.

In front of them was a vast, unique and grand quadrangle.

It was the complete opposite of the wooden hut.

Dolores got off the car, and stood in front of the door, raising her head to look up, "Where is this?"

The old guy was also standing in front of the door, both his hands behind his back, looking at the house, "The old residence of the Forbis family."

"The Forbis family?" Dolores had always called the old guy as Master, she didn't even know his real name.

"Yes, my name is Kevin Forbis, my sister is Victoria Forbis."

Boom.

Dolores felt as if her brain was about to explode.

Even though she had guessed, but when she heard this name, she was still extremely shocked.

Victoria? Victoria Forbis?

Were they the same person?

If they were, then how much secrets were hidden in here?

"Follow me in, don't let her wait too long."

Kevin walked in first, and when Dolores regained her senses, she quickly followed behind.