Snare of Love
Chapter 200 It Is Just an Act

Mathew was standing in front of the sink. His cuffs were pulled up to his arms and his white shirt was tucked inside his suit pants. His slender legs were wrapped in his suit pants and the smooth line outlined the curvature of his hips connected to his crotch. He was having broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His physique was totally perfect and flawless.

Dolores looked at the scene behind his arm and saw that he was surprisingly washing clothes.

It was Simona's skirt, which was stained with vegetable soup during the meal.

Dolores had never seen him do this before. He had someone to arrange food, clothes and accommodation for him, when would he need to do this himself?

At this moment, however, he was washing his daughter's clothes.

This feeling was very subtle.

In a trance, she surprisingly felt that this was how a home should be like.

It was ordinary and warm.

She barely thought, walked in and reached out to hug him from behind. Her face was pressed against his broad back, "Are you a heartless person or an affectionate person?"

This sudden hug made Matthew's body stiffen for a moment. But, it quickly returned to normal.

He sagged his eyes to look at her hands that were clasped around his waist. His eyes instantly flashed with a pleasant feeling but he suppressed his voice, not showing his emotion, "Why do you ask this?" Dolores did not hide from him, "I heard Armand say that Maria has gone in and she has no chance to come out for the rest of her life. It was you who did it."

When her words reached this part, she slightly paused. She thought about what should she say next, "Anyway, she had ever been with you, you really can treat her so cruelly?"

Matthew seemed to have not heard Dolores's words. He concentrated on washing his daughter's clothes.

It was not that he did not hear it. He just did not want to explain.

He had given Maria many opportunities but she went beyond the limit of his patience again and again.

She had deceived him and used schemes and trickeries. It was because he believed her as he still remembered that she had saved her once.

But, what about her?

What had she done?

Dolores bit her lips. There was a row of deep teeth marks on her pink lips. She hoped that Matthew would explain that there was a certain reason for him to do so and he was not such a ruthless person. "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

"What do you want me to say?"

Matthew turned around. Two buttons on the collar of his shirt were unbuttoned. His solid chest could be vaguely seen. When he gave Simona a bath, his shirt became wet. The wet fabric was clung to his skin and when he approached her and looked down at her, his intense aggression overwhelmed Dolores. Dolores could not help but turn her head. She did not dare to directly look him in the eye as his eyes were too alluring.

Dolores's lips moved, "Is it that you will also treat me like this for other women in the future?"

Although the reason that he dealt with Maria was because of her, Maria had been with him. He could still completely ignore their previous relationship and be ruthless to her. What was the difference between him and Randolph who could abandon his wife and children?

She had seen her mother's failed marriage and her father's ruthlessness. So, she was always a little unsure about the love relationship.

She was sensitive and suspicious towards it.

Mathew frowned. His eyes sparkled and then he looked into her eyes, "Is this how you think of me? In your mind, I'm such a person?"

Dolores turned her eyes away, "I don't know!"

"Heh." He chuckled. Without any sign and propriety, he pushed her backward and pressed her against the wall. Before Dolores could react, his body moved forward and pressed against her soft body and her body was entirely pressed against the wall.

She was cold but she was burnt by his fiery body.

"What, what are you doing?"

The nervousness and uncertainty in her tone at this moment could not be hidden.

Matthew lightly kissed her forehead and then, he moved down and kissed her lips. There was no gap between their lips and they were closely attached. There was a light taste of wine in her mouth. It was not intense but addictive. His tongue entangled with her tongue and stimulated the root of her tongue. This kind of deep kiss was causing great pain and it was more like a punishment.

Dolores was so painful that her facial features were contorted. Her hands hit his shoulders forcefully, "It hurts, let go of me quickly ...um..."

Probably because her movements were too intense, her body rubbed his private part that was placed against her waist and she could obviously feel the change there. Her expression changed abruptly, "Matthew, you son of a bitch, quickly let go of me!"

His Adam's apple moved up and down several times. His lips gently moved away and his thick and long eyelashes scraped across the corner of her eyes. It was tingling and itching. Dolores quivered slightly. He spoke beside her ear, "Whenever you question me once, I'll punish you once in this way."

He deliberately moved even closer to her and said teasingly, “Do you think it's fair?”

Dolores absolutely did not dare to move an inch, not daring to even breathe. His entire body tensed up and she was afraid that she would stimulate him.

Matthew grinned and did not continue to tease her. He asked softly, "You drank after I left?"

Dolores's eyelashes trembled, "Wouldn't you know?"

He raised his eyebrows, what did she mean?

"Boyce and Armand seem to have realized there is something wrong with our relationship and they deliberately made me drink..."

Matthew's lips twitched. He clasped Dolores's body in his arms, "In the future, be nicer to me in front of them."

If they knew that Dolores did not allow him to touch her.

They would certainly laugh their heads off.

Dolores also wanted to give the two children a good environment for living. Just like Matthew, she did not like others to be concerned about her private life, especially her love relationship.

She was also too negligent just now. Matthew was a proud person and it was impossible that he would tell others the matters of his love relationship.

"Okay." Dolores agreed. At least in front of outsiders, they were going to be a 'loving' couple.

"Let's go to bed." Matthew wrapped his arms around her and went to bed together. He did not do anything and was only wrapping his arms around her.

The next morning, Dolores got up at dawn. Not knowing if it was because of drinking wine last night, she slept very soundly. She just felt that Mathew had hugged and kissed her a few times in the night. When she woke up in the morning, she could not fall asleep anymore so she got up early. In the room, Matthew and the two children were still sleeping. She wanted to go outside the hotel to get some air.

At this time, the whole corridor was quiet. No one was up yet.

She walked very gently, fearing that she would wake up the people who were still sleeping.

When she passed by Theresa's room, the door of her room was suddenly opened from the inside. Armand's suit was crookedly worn and his hair was in a mess. When he saw Dolores, he reflexively closed the door with a bang.

Dolores stood in the doorway and could not regain her presence of mind for quite a moment. How come Armand came out from Theresa's room?

Did she see it wrongly?

She looked around. Yeah, this was indeed Theresa's room.

Armand, who was in the room, did not look good. He looked diffident while standing behind the door. How come Dolores was outside so early in the morning?

"What are you doing here, why don't you get lost?" Theresa hid under the blanket, revealing only a pair of reddened eyes.

When the other people left afterward, she was pestered by Armand to drink with him. She had no choice and could only drink a few glasses of wine. Later, Armand talked about the matter that he was forced to get married.

Theresa then asked, "Don't you have a girlfriend?"

Armand then remembered his first love, Phoebe. His mood became even worse so he drowned his sorrows.

Thresa felt she had brought up something he was unhappy about.

That was why he would keep drinking.

So, she apologized to him, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up your sore spot."

Armand smiled and took the opportunity to say, "I'll accept your apology if you drink a few glasses of wine with me."

In the end, both of them drank too much and she did not even know how did she get upstairs.

In the morning, they woke up naked in a bed.

They were both adults so they understood what had happened.

Armand said that he was going to take responsibility.

Theresa grabbed the quilt and her entire body was trembling wildly. She had the intention to kill Armand but she was still pretending to be calm, "We're both adults, don't say words that are so childish." Just because of a mistake, the two of them had to be tied together?

Besides, she was clear that Armand was a playboy so it was absolutely not suitable for him to get married.

Also, she did not like him.

"It's in the 21st century, not in the past. It's just a one-night stand. I hope we forget about everything and just pretend that nothing has happened." Theresa reacted very calmly.

Even Armand was also surprised.

He used to play around but he never casually took advantage of a woman. When there was a need, he would always look for those that he needed to pay.

And after the thing was done, he would pay and everyone would be square.

When it was this woman by the name of Theresa, she was surprisingly even more open-minded than he was. She said that he did not need to be responsible and asked him to forget everything and pretend nothing had happened.

How come he felt so unhappy?

"It happened. I remember clearly, your hands wrapped around my neck and you were underneath me..."

"Get lost!" Theresa was enraged by Armand's words.

The shame that was suppressed in her mind burst out all of a sudden.

She was too agitated so there was absolutely no way to discuss with her. So, Armand suggested, "Let's calm down and talk about that later."

But, as soon as he went out, he saw Dolores standing at the door.

He stood behind the door and looked at the undulating 'hill'. He knew that she must be crying under the quilt.

No woman who encountered such a thing could pretend that nothing had happened.

She managed to say those words easily just now because she was pretending.

Armand did not want to hide from her. He told her that Dolores saw him when he opened the door.

"What?" Theresa abruptly sat up from the bed. She was so shocked that her eyes widened very much. Then, wouldn't Dolores know that...

She did not even dare to continue thinking.

Her tears streamed down her cheeks continuously.

She was ashamed and resentful.

It was all caused by Armand!"

"You've ruined me." Theresa hugged the quilt and her entire face was buried in it. She was sobbing quietly.

Knock knock...

The door of the room was knocked at this time.☐☐☐