Snare of Love
Chapter 141: Touching Is Believing

When they reached the villa and went inside, Dolores gave him the car keys, "The car is still at the hotel."

"I'll have Abbott drive it back."

Hearing their voices, Simona turned her head to look at them and then quickly slid off the sofa rushing over to meet them. The one she ran to hug wasn't Dolores, it was Matthew. She raised her head to look at him and said, "Daddy, why did you come back so late?"

She looked at him innocently with her big clear eyes, her small face looking like soft rice cake.

She looked like an angel.

Matthew picked her up and said patiently, "Your Mommy and I went for a dinner."

Simona's eyes lit up brightly. Wow! Mommy and Daddy's relationship was so great.

The two of them also went on dates.

How awesome!

"Mommy, is it true?"

Dolores restrained her emotions and smiled at her, "Yes."

"So, can I and Samuel also go out for dinner with you guys?" Grabbing Matthew's collar in her little hands, Simona looked at him expectantly. Matthew lowered his gaze and glanced at her little hands around his collar which was now full of creases.

He wasn't angry; he smiled, "Depends on your mommy's behavior."

...?

What did he mean?

Simona didn't understand what he meant. She blinked her round twinkling eyes and asked immediately, "What does that have to do with Mommy?" Dolores looked slightly uneasy and somewhat embarrassed. She reached out to take Simona in her arms, "Let's go, I will put you to sleep."

Simona hugged Matthew's neck tightly unwilling to go with Dolores.

Coral stood at the door of the room, "Simona has been harping the same sentence the whole day, repeatedly asking when her Daddy will be back. She refused to go to bed and kept waiting on the living room sofa."

Matthew had denied clearly that these were not his. Coral couldn't understand why they were so close then.

She believed that the blood was always thicker than water.

If these two children had nothing to do with Matthew, why were they becoming so close to him?

"Really?" Matthew pinched her cheek playfully and Simona lost her mind with happiness. Shyly, she buried her face into his neck.

Coral smiled, thinking that this was really how a father and daughter relationship should be like.

"It's late, you guys should sleep too. Samuel is already asleep in your mother's room." Coral said to Dolores. Dolores nodded, "I'll go and see."

"Okay." After finishing the words, Coral went back into her room.

Just as Dolores was about to open the door to Jessica's room, Simona said, "I want to sleep with Daddy at night."

Dolores frowned.

Without even waiting for her response, Matthew walked upstairs with Simona in his arms casually telling Dolores to, "Will wait for you to come up."

Dolores wanted to refuse, but seeing Simona in his arms she swallowed her words back down.

She gently opened the door. The room was lit dimly with a bedside lamp. Jessica was still awake with Samuel sleeping in her arms.

Dolores walked over and checked Samuel injury first. The swelling on his face had disappeared, but his head injury hadn't healed. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked his face.

"The injury is much better." Jessica said softly, "Don't worry."

She was worried for Dolores.

"You have to think about yourself." They couldn't just live here forever.

"I know." Dolores had thought about it. This was definitely not the place for her to stay in for a long time, but Maria was acting very hostile towards her. Dolores didn't know what she would do next, so for her children's safety, she had no choice but to continue living here for now.

"When the situation settles down a bit, then we will go back or replace a new place."

"It's fine as long as you understand the graveness of the situation. I see Simona clinging on to Matthew too much. If this goes on for long, I'm afraid..."

Dolores was also worried. She reached out and held Jessica's hand, "Mom, I am also worried, but it looks impossible to separate Simona from Matthew right now."

At this moment, all of Simona's attention was on Matthew, and it was impossible to take her away from him.

"I know." Jessica understood this better than Dolores. The whole day, Simona had been talking about her Daddy like crazy.

She sighed deeply.

"It's late, go sleep."

"Yeah." Dolores glanced at Samuel again.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Dolores stroked his hair before leaving the room. The living room was really quiet, and the wall clock already showed that it was midnight. She took a shower and put on her pajamas before going upstairs. Matthew had also already showered and was wearing beige-colored casual clothes. Simona was curled up in his arms, her little hands on his chest.

It was Simona's habit.

Dolores walked over, "I'll let her hold me and sleep."

"Okay, if you can move her." Matthew had been speechless for a long time now due to Simona's weird habit. She had to put her hands on her chest otherwise she could not sleep.

She woke up as soon as he tried to move her.

Dolores gently tried to move her hand but she woke up immediately, "Mommy, what are you doing?"

"Hug me and sleep."

"I want to hug Daddy and sleep, but..."

Dolores was puzzled and asked, "But what?"

Simona pouted looking a little aggrieved, "Why are Daddy's boobies so flat and hard?"

They were unlike Mommy's boobies.

Both Matthew and Dolores were dumbfounded.

How were they going to explain this?

"Simona, you come sleep with me, okay?" Dolores tried to coax her to sleep with her.

Clinging to Matthew like this was not very good. After all, he was not her father.

They had to be separated sooner or later. They had become so close; it was going to be very painful when the time came for them to be separated. Simona was struggling in her heart.

She wanted to sleep while holding Dolores, but she was afraid that her Daddy would disappear.

Her little face twisted in thought. Her Mommy was never going to leave her, but her Daddy might stop wanting to be with her. She had to hold him close.

"I want Daddy to hug me to sleep." Simona snuggled into Matthew's arms and continued to put her hand on his chest. She muttered to herself, "Mommy's is softer." Matthew didn't hear her clearly and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said Mommy's boobies are soft. She also has milk. When I was a baby, I used to eat her boobies."

Dolores face turned deep red down to her neck.

What was Simona even saying?

People said that children's words carry no harm, but they forgot that it depends on who is in front of them.

The corners of Matthew's eyes crinkled with a smile; his fiery gaze was fixed right on Dolores chest with a touch of playfulness in it. He said, "Really?"

Simona nodded innocently, "Of course."

The corners of his mouth were curled into a smile and his eyes twinkled with impish charm as the light reflected in them, "I can't believe you. I have never touched it, and I can't tell by looking." "Mommy, let Daddy touch..."

"Matthew!" Could he be more shameless?

He couldn't even restrain himself in front of a child.

"You are going too far!" Dolores said in embarrassment, wishing for the ground to open and swallow her whole.

"Your daughter said it!" Matthew's smile deepened, "Why are you getting angry at me?"

Dolores trembled glaring at him angrily.

"She is just a child! What does she know? If you hadn't led her on would she have said that?"

Matthew spread his hands, relieving himself from any responsibility.

"Your daughter started it."

Simona shrank with fright. She could clearly see the anger on Dolores face. She had never seen her Mommy so angry. Her eyes turned red and tears began to fall.

Dolores coaxed her quickly, "Simona, don't be afraid. Mommy isn't angry at you."

Simona continued to sob softly.

Dolores hugged her and patted her back, "Simona!"

She kissed her hair, her forehead and her face, "Simona, baby, Mommy didn't mean it. I didn't shout at you; did I scare you?"

Simona nodded.

Dolores continued to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I won't yell at you."

Simona wiped her tears and looked at Dolores, "I'm sleepy."

"You can hug me and sleep."

"Can we sleep here with Daddy?"

Dolores couldn't answer.

Thinking that Dolores was unwilling, Simona's eyes turned red again and she wanted to cry.

"Okay." Dolores agreed. She lay down on the bed and opened her arms to let Simona crawl in. She lay on one side of the bed, with Simona being small and Dolores being slim, they didn't take much space on the bed. The bed was wide and a lot of space was left for Matthew.

He lay down, staring silently at the ceiling.

"Simona, do you not want Daddy anymore?"☐☐☐☐☐☐