Snare of Love
Chapter 139: Cruel Heart

Maria's face was red and her breath smelled strongly of wine. It was obvious that she had drank a lot of wine.

When she saw the person that she had bumped into was Dolores, she was stunned for a moment but then she smiled, "Enemies are bound to clash on a narrow path."

Dolores didn't want to engage in conversation with her and tried to walk around her, but Maria refused to let her pass, "Are you happy now, Dolores? My brother is in jail. The man who protected you for ten years is now in jail."

Dolores's expressions were calm, she didn't want to go into the details of the grievances of this matter.

You reap what you sow.

If Sampson hadn't done that to her and Samuel, he wouldn't have to go to jail.

She didn't feel the thrill of revenge, she just felt depressed.

"Aren't you especially happy? Maria leaned against the door frame and squinted up at the bright ceiling lights, "Do you know what's cruel?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know you." Dolores walked sideways into the bathroom.

This time Maris didn't stop her. Dolores came out of the stall and walked to the sink to wash her hands and dried them. Maria was still there, but she pretended not to notice her and began to walk out of there. "I was raped." As soon as she took two steps towards the door, Maria said looking at her back.

Dolores still didn't stop.

"Matthew had people rape me." Maria laughed, "I was with him for so long. He cared for me and loved me. But now, he has become cruel, even for his own woman, he has no mercy."

She knew that Dolores heard her.

She curled her lips and continued, "Do you think he treats you well?"

Dolores footsteps paused and her hands clenched into fists suddenly. Indeed, he did treat her well now.

"Don't be fooled by his appearance. He is actually a cruel person. He only pretends to be nice. If you believe him, your fate would be same as mine. Someone other woman will replace you, just like you replaced me."

"You think I would believe you? You just couldn't have him and deliberately tried to ruin his and my relationship." Dolores didn't believe her.

"Why do you think my brother took all the responsibility? Because of me." Maria was heartbroken. Sampson was really good to her, Camilla was also good to her, but of course she preferred her son over Maria.

"Matthew videotaped me getting raped. If Sampson hadn't taken all the responsibility and gone to jail, that video would have spread everywhere and my life would have been ruined." She deliberately told Dolores.

Dolores suddenly remembered how Sampson had rushed to the car and appeared so resolute that day. He bore all the responsibility... for Maria?

Thinking about how much Sampson cared for Maria, she believed her.

Whatever went on in her mind, she didn't show it in front of Maria.

"That is none of my business."

Even though her appearance was calm, her heart was not. She had never expected that Matthew would ever do such a thing.

No matter what Maria did to him, how could he ever do that?!

She felt terribly constricted.

Matthew's cruelty had exceeded her imagination.

How could he ruin a woman in such a way?

What was the difference between him and Sampson?

This was even more evil than Sampson's behavior.

Maria hadn't expected her to look so calm, "I look forward to see your last move."

Dolores didn't continue to stand there; she started to walk.

"Six years ago, you asked Sampson to go to Country A to investigate something. Do you still remember?"

Of course, Dolores remembered. She had suspected that person to be Matthew at that time, but the result of subsequent investigation had proved her wrong.

And when he had asked for divorce, she had also given up.

"Sampson lied to you. The man that night was not from Country A."

Dolores didn't stop. Obviously, Maria was just saying that on purpose.

But for what purpose?

Dolores didn't know that, but the only thing she was sure about was that Maria was not kind enough to tell her the truth.

Perhaps, she had been lying from the beginning to lure her in.

Dolores slowly turned around to look at her, "Don't bother! I won't be fooled by you. I will never believe you."

Maria was not angry at her words at all, on the contrary, she laughed happily, "I have been stupid and have failed so many times. But even I can't always fail... I must succeed at least once." Dolores said coldly, "Those who go against moral conscience never succeed."

"Did I have any grudges against you?" Maria sneered, "But when you walked in and stole my man, how could I not hate you?"

Dolores had nothing left to say. Her relationship with Matthew was only a marriage contract from when they were children.

Even if she married Matthew later, she had never thought about destroying her relationship with Matthew.

But Maria framed her again and again.

"You made yourself what you are right now. If you trusted the feelings between you two so much, why did you even care about my existence?" Dolores words stabbed Maria right where it hurt the most. There were no feelings between them, what would she have trusted?

Matthew admitted her identity, but why wasn't there the love that was there that night?

And even that night, it was this woman!

"Dolores, let's wait and see. For as long as I live, I won't let you live happily!" Maria couldn't laugh anymore.

Her face looked hideous and terrifying.

Dolores smiled.

This idea wasn't new for Maria. Ever since Matthew had married her, she had always wanted Dolores to die.

Back in the private lounge, there were two empty wine bottles on the table. after she went to the bathroom, the three of them seemed to have drank a lot. "Dolores, come in, let me pour you a toast.'

Seeing Dolores walk in, Armand stood up with wine in his hand.

His face did not show the amount of wine he had. His face was still not red but his speech was slurred and he looked very drunk.

"You are drunk." Dolores sat down, but this time she didn't sit with Matthew.

When they had come there, Matthew had been holding on to her hand and she didn't have any other choice but to sit with him.

But she was extremely shocked after hearing Maria's words.

Maria had done a lot wrong to him, but how could he use such cruel means to deal with her?

A woman's purity was extremely important.

He treated her well now, but how long was this going to last?

What id he got tired of her and didn't feel the spark with her anymore?

Would he do the same to her too?

Dolores didn't dare to think too deeply about it, but her blood felt freezing in her body.

Why did he have such a cruel heart?

Armand was taken aback. Ever since Dolores had come back in the lounge, the atmosphere felt cold.

He realized soon that something was wrong. Even though Dolores was not happy when she came but still, she and Matthew's relationship looked quite intimate.

But things changed since she went out and came back. She didn't sit with Matthew and her expression were not good too.

What went wrong?

Armand was confused.

Matthew's eyes were dark. Naturally, he had also felt Dolores's sudden cold attitude.

The atmosphere was so depressing that even Armand didn't try to talk nonsense.

He sat back quietly, he had been thinking about toasting for Matthew and Dolores, but now he didn't dare to say anything. He hid behind Boyce like a frightened quail.

Matthew picked up the glass of wine in front of him and touched it to his lips, pouring the wine into his mouth, staining his teeth and tongue. His cold and graceful demeanor appeared again as his lips became red, "It's enough for today."

He put the empty glass back on the table and stood up. Passing Dolores on his way out, he held out his hand to her and said, "We should go home."

Dolores stood up but didn't take his hand.

Armand gave Dolores a thumb-up behind Matthew's back. She didn't even care about his image, great!

Matthew turned to look at Armand who was gloating.

Armand was so frightened that he said hurriedly, "I didn't see anything. In fact, I am blind."

He covered his eyes.

It was never a good idea to mock Matthew.

Armand only dared to uncover his eyes after Matthew and Dolores had left the lounge.

"Terrified idiot!" Boyce took a sip of his wine and then stood up, "You can go back."

Armand nodded quickly, "Did they have a fight? Weren't they happy a while ago? How did they change so quickly?"

"Who knows?" Boyce couldn't figure it out either.

Outside.

"You are drunk, let me drive." Dolores said.

Matthew didn't give her the keys, instead he got in the driver's seat and started the car.

Dolores stood by the car, not getting in.

He turned his head to look at her, "Why? Are you afraid my car is unsafe?"

"No."

"Then? Why aren't you getting in?"

Dolores hesitated for a moment, and then she opened the door and sat in the car.

Matthew began to drive.

He drove fast and the route he took was not the one that went back to the villa. Dolores frowned, "Where are you taking me?"☐☐☐☐☐☐