Snare of Love
Chapter 189: Married Woman

His gaze casually fell downstairs. Matthew could only see the heads of the crowd. Frowning, he withdrew his gaze.

"Hi there, Mr. Nelson!"

Matthew looked back, seeing that the mayor was walking to him. The mayor smiled and said, "I thought I've seen an illusion. It's really you, Mr. Nelson. Are you also here for the annual party of the White Group?"

He was quite uncertain because he hadn't heard there was any cooperation between WY Group and the White Group.

Charles was young and outstanding, and Matthew was the best of the young generation.

Matthew told his daughter to wait for a moment and hung up the phone.

He put it away.

"No, I'm not."

When he answered, the gentle look on his face disappeared immediately. He put on his socializing mask as usual.

The mayor reached out to him. "It's a big pleasure to meet you here."

Matthew reached out his right hand and shook hands with the mayor. It didn't take long. They withdrew their hands quickly.

Matthew didn't want to waste any time here with him. However, he must consider the mayor's dignity. Since ancient times, citizens should not fight against government officials. Particularly, Matthew was a merchant.

"Mr. Nelson, Mr. White wants to set up a factory in my place. We need to talk in detail." Charles still had something to deal with now, so the mayor came upstairs to wait for him. He planned to talk to Charles while having dinner.

"Why don't we have dinner together so you'll know each other?" The mayor wanted to introduce them to each other. However, he thought of something and smiled awkwardly. "Have you two known each other already?"

Based on Matthew's identity, he wouldn't have shown up here unless he had the cooperation with the White Group.

"I don't know him," Matthew answered neatly and straightforwardly.

"Look. That's Mr. Charles White, the owner of the White Group over there. Although he can't walk, he's quite capable. I like him a lot. Of course, the White Group couldn't be comparable to WY Group. Mr. Nelson, I heard that you've invested in a lot of projects overseas and set up investment banks with your partners. You rock!"

Matthew wasn't interested in Charles at all. However, the mayor said that Charles couldn't walk, which made Matthew curious. A lead in a wheelchair must be quite outstanding in some way.

Ot

ise, his subordinates wouldn't have obeyed him.

He looked towards the downstairs.

A few executive managers were surrounding Charles and Dolores and teasing them.

Charles had never had a girlfriend. Suddenly, he brought a beautiful woman to all of the employees, so everyone was quite curious about what relationship was between them.

"Mr. White, you've been hiding so well! You even didn't tell us, who experienced life and death with you. You didn't do this thing properly."

"No..."

"You can't deny. If you don't have anything to do with each other, why would you have brought her here?" someone directly interrupted Charles when he tried to explain. Charles smiled, "I wished that I could, but..."

"But what?" those managers asked in a union. In an instant, they all understood what he hadn't finished. Then he looked over at Dolores in a union. "Don't you like our Mr. White?" Right at this moment, Dolores felt that she had been framed by Charles. There were so many traps in this party.

She was about to explain, but Charles pulled her arm to get close to him and whispered in her ear, "Please don't embarrass me in front of my employees. If you want to reject me, you can do it after we go home. Please! I'm begging you."

When Matthew looked over, he happened to see Charles whispering to a woman. Because of the angle that he was standing on the stairs, he didn't see Dolores's face but only her slender figure. "I've agreed to be your date tonight but I haven't agreed that I will pretend to be your girlfriend." Dolores was quite determined.

Charles wasn't angry at all. He could tell that Dolores was quite smart with strong self-consciousness. "Do you still want to know the master who knows how to make the water gauze?" Dolores was speechless.

It wasn't until now did Dolores understand why he had shown her the water gauze. "You did it on purpose!" she said quite affirmatively without asking.

Charles didn't deny, smiling quite brightly. He looked charming in this way. Approaching Dolores again, he said, "I'm quite curious what kind of man can control you." Dolores pushed him away, standing upright. When she turned around, Matthew saw her face clearly on the second floor.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

The mayor didn't sense anything wrong. Looking down at what was going on in the lobby, he said with a smile, "Mr. White is quite funny - he has never had a girlfriend before, but suddenly he brought a date with him tonight. The woman is quite good-looking."

"She-" Boyce also saw the woman's face downstairs. He turned to look at Matthew. "She is..."

He was about to ask Matthew if that was Dolores, but the latter had already gone down before he could finish his question.

Boyce immediately followed him.

It was still noisy downstairs. People were teasing Charles and Dolores.

Although Dolores didn't agree verbally, Charles knew that she agreed.

When he was about to introduced Dolores, a tall and strong figure appeared at the entrance. With an annoyed look and strong charisma that was based on all his life experiences, he attracted people's attention as soon as he showed up.

Dolores's gaze wandered to the back of the lobby. She was in a daze of beautiful clothes, and her eyelids were tingling. She stared at the surging of the entrance without a blink.

Soon, she saw a familiar figure, and her heart stopped beating.

Behind the crowd, Matthew walked to her against the light. He walked steadily and slowly.

That was how others felt when looking at him. He had been on the business battlefield for a long time and wearing steel-like armor. Nobody could tell what was going in his mind.

He was just used to be calm and indifferent. The more excited he was, the calmer he looked.

All the muscles on his body were tightened. His heart was trembling.

He stared at the familiar but strange face at this moment.

Dolores stood there motionlessly as if she was standing quietly and meditating. Inwardly, she was so excited to see him, but she found that she couldn't utter a beep at all because her throat was choked.

In Matthew's opinion, Dolores had never dressed up so enchantingly. He had been missing her so much after she was missing and he couldn't sleep at night. However, she had dressed up to another man in such a way that Matthew had never seen before.

"What are you doing?" His voice was like the tumbling atmospheric pressure. It was the voice from his chest, sounding dull and sharp.

He wondered if she knew how tortured he had been in the past days.

Did she know how worried he was?

Did she know how much he missed her?

Did she know that he couldn't sleep at night and kept thinking about her?

He doubted if she knew it.

"Why don't you answer me?"

"..."

"Do you know each other?" As soon as Matthew appeared, Charles knew that the man came for Dolores, but he still deliberated raised the question.

Right then, Matthew looked over at Charles, curling up his lips into an ironical smile. "Mr. White, do you like a married woman?"

Charles's expression slightly changed. Dolores had said that she was married with children, but he never believed it. He thought that she lied purposely to get rid of him. However, he wasn't so certain now.

"She looks quite young..."

Matthew grabbed Dolores's hand and raised his eyebrows slightly. The muscles on his face shook when he smiled horribly. "She married me at the age of eighteen. Why isn't she young?" Charles frowned. In his opinion, Dolores was an assertive woman. He doubted why she had married Matthew at such a young age.

"Are you kidding?" When he asked, he looked over at Dolores as if he was confirming with her.

He doubted the truth of Matthew's words.

"Samuel and Simona are still waiting for you." After finishing his words, Matthew pulled her to leave. He didn't allow her to speak a single word to Charles.

He was as overbearing as a kid, who realized that someone was competing for his favorite toy now.

Like a clamp, his hand pinched Dolores's hand extremely tightly. He dragged her to stride away fast.

Dolores's ankle hadn't recovered completely, and she was wearing high-heels, so she couldn't catch up with him at all. Bearing the faint pain on her ankle and sole, she said, "Slow down." Matthew looked back at her. "Aren't you willing to leave here?"

Dolores shook her head. "Not really."

Right after she finished her words, Matthew lifted her and carried her in his arms. Dolores let out an exclaim in silence, wrapped her arms around his neck by instinct, and closed her mouth tightly.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐