Snare of Love
Chapter 126: Endless Coldness

He was obviously teasing.

Fortunately, he hadn't refused directly and made Simona sad, so his teasing was nothing.

Dolores turned her head around, feeling a lump in her throat, "Thank you."

She turned to leave, but Matthew grabbed her wrist. He bent over and looked at Simona, "Daddy has something to say to Mommy, can you go out first?"

Simona was obedient and nodded vigorously. She lay on her stomach and slid down the table. Dolores, afraid that she was going to fall, stretched out her hand to pick her up but she refused, "I'm fine. You don't have to hold me. Talk to Daddy."

After saying this she walked out with little steps.

Dolores looked at her daughter's little figure and her anxiety grew deeper. What would happen to her if she knew that the person that she had thought was her father was not her actual father?

Dolores didn't dare to think any further.

How did she end up calling Matthew Daddy?

It was preposterous!

Dolores thoughts were drifting when Matthew pulled her and she suddenly fell forwards plunging right into his arms. Matthew wrapped his arms around her waist, making her body bump into his. Dolores was startled, "This is your home. There are people outside."

Matthew ignored her words and reached out a hand closing the bathroom door.

Dolores's heart began to beat loudly as the door closed.

"Wha... What are you doing?"

Matthew didn't answer her, only looked down at her.

She nonchalantly avoided his gaze, "The food is ready, it's time to eat."

Matthew hooked his fingers under her chin, forcing her to look up at him. His eyes were like a dark ocean, full of ferocious waves.

Dolores heart skipped a beat. She asked cautiously in a gentle voice, "Are you not happy?"

Matthew stayed silent.

Dolores became more upset, "Is it because of Simona? She has had no father since she was a baby and she might have mistaken you. Don't mind her, I will..." "You really weren't taken advantage of that night?"

She didn't understand the sudden question.

She stared at him blankly for a few seconds.

"You mean..." She suddenly felt nervous, knowing what he was talking about.

That time, she had fainted and when she woke up, she wasn't wearing any clothes on the top part of her body and her trousers were unbuttoned.

The only thing she was sure of was that she wasn't raped. As for what exactly Sampson did to her, she didn't know.

She looked into Matthew's eyes, not avoiding his gaze anymore and said calmly, "I don't know what he did to me, the only thing I am sure of is that he didn't touch me like that."

To be precise, it was not that he did not touch her, but as he was about to touch her, she had woken up.

If she had woken up a few minutes later, she didn't know what the consequences would have been.

She lowered her gaze gently, hiding the tears that pooled into her eyes, "I'm sorry."

The video in which she was being undressed flashed into Matthew's mind.

"I'm sorry?"

"I don't know."

She didn't know why she just said it, why she wanted to apologize to him.

She stretched out her hands to push Matthew away. Matthew did not only refuse to let her go but instead he grabbed her head and kissed her lips.

With her lip in Matthew's mouth, Dolores mind exploded turning her world upside down. She pushed him away, "Why did you suddenly ask me this?"

Did he know something about that day?

Something that even she didn't know?

Matthew didn't answer her, but held her head again and kissed her lips again. Dolores wanted to ask what happened so she pushed him back with both hands, "Uh... Tell me... Do you know something?"

Her resistance resulted in a more brutal kiss from him. He stubbornly pressed into her lips, leaving no space for her to breathe, or to speak.

His passion was too much to handle in such a small space.

He came closer and Dolores had to step back. Suddenly she hit the bathroom door behind her, making a noise.

Coral and Jessica, who were with Simona in the living room, looked towards the bathroom at the same time.

They were experienced people and seemed to understand what was going on inside the bathroom. Coral smiled, "Ah! Young people."

Jessica was not as happy as Coral, she just felt disappointed and frustrated.

She picked up a spoonful egg custard and fed it to Simona, "They are already divorced, this is not right."

"So what? They can just remarry." Coral felt that they suited each other.

She had never seen Matthew being so patient with a woman before.

Especially after Dolores left, his mood was like a stormy day, and he would easily get annoyed and angry.

She had never seen him behave so violently.

Jessica said lightly, "It's not that easy."

The two children were the biggest obstacle.

She didn't believe that someone like Matthew was ever going to accept the children.

Not just Matthew, most of the men were not going to accept them.

It was not like all the women in the world were dead, why did he replace a woman who had two children.

In all fairness, if her son was still alive and found a woman with two children to be his wife, she would have felt uncomfortable.

Moreover, a family like the Nelson family was never going to agree to this.

They had a huge and powerful family business; they were never going to allow outsiders to come in.

Coral saw the disagreement in Jessica's eyes. She was angry that the divorce between Dolores and Matthew had ended up becoming a hurdle in Jessica's heart.

"Don't worry, it will be fine after a few days." Coral thought, after Samuel gets better, she will take him to meet Jayden and let him see and replace out if these two children were Matthew's or not.

Carol still thought that the children were Matthew's as they looked very similar to what Matthew looked like when he was young.

Wasn't there some type of DNA test, that would be able to give the answers.

She had heard that it could be checked just by getting a strand of hair.

Carol looked towards the bathroom, "You fixed their marriage, it was of course a good thing."

Hearing this, Jessica raised her head to look at Coral as if she wanted to say something but thought otherwise. She sighed softly, not wanting to mention the past and lowered her eyes again. She just quietly continued to feed Simona egg custard.

In the bathroom, Dolores panted heavily, her face flushed. She was about to be smothered to death by Matthew. She kept slapping him away but he didn't stop the wild kissing.

Dolores crossed her heart and bit down hard.

Matthew gasped in pain and his strength was loosened. Dolores took the opportunity to push him away, "We are at home."

There were people outside and it was embarrassing if they found out.

Matthew didn't get angry because he was pushed away, instead he looked at her and asked, "Then I can do that when we are not at home?"

Dolores had no answer.

"You..." She was speechless for a long time and choked out three words, "I hate you."

Matthew smiled lightly and reached out to touch her red swollen lips, "When do you hate me?"

Dolores lowered her head. How was he so shameless?

What about your image?

And reputation?

Did he not care about his reputation?

Was he a thug?

"I don't need it."

Dolores was speechless.

Dolores looked at him flabbergasted. How did he know what was she thinking?

Was he reading her mind?

Matthew cleared his throat and said solemnly, "It's written so clearly on your face."

"What?" Dolores asked.

"Smelly thug."

Dolores looked at him for the first time when he spoke seriously.

She quickly averted his gaze, not daring to look at him and denied, "No."

Her voice was very low and had no confidence in it.

It was exactly what she just called him in her heart just now.

Just then, the cellphone in Matthew's pocket rang.

Not even looking to check, Matthew seemed to already know who was calling. He had just saw the video, and didn't have had the time to call back. This must have made her become impatient and she called Matthew.

Seeing him not answer the call, Dolores asked, "Your phone rang, are you not going to answer it?"

Matthew slowly raised his hand and smoothed out her messed up neckline, "You go out first."

Dolores nodded, turned around, opened the door and walked out.

His face sank the moment the bathroom door closed behind Dolores. There was no smile on his face, only endless cold.