Snare of Love
Chapter 202 A Master that Can Make Tea Silk

"I am in love with Theresa."

When everyone arrived at the restaurant at breakfast time, Armand hugged Theresa in his arms and announced.

Theresa was not used to his intimate behaviour and struggled in his arm. Armand leaned forward and warned in a low voice, "If you don't want to be exposed, then behave yourself."

Theresa had no choice but pretended to be a lovey-dovey couple with Armand.

"Tut, tut." Boyce clicked his tongue, "What the rapid progress!"

Theresa still disliked Armand when they were having a drink last night. How come they suddenly became a sweet couple in a night.

It was clearly a lie.

Boyce obviously doubted what he said. Matthew knew that Armand was pretending by just listen to what Dolores said.

But he was too lazy to reveal the truth.

He carried Simona Flores and sat at the table to feed her daughter.

He didn't care what happened to them at all.

The only thing that mattered was his daughter.

Boyce knew everything deep down inside, but he didn't tell anyone about that. He sat at the table and watched Matthew gently feeding his daughter. Uncontrollably, his mouth was moving and he was about to laugh. Before Simona was here, he had never seen such a gentle expression on Matthew's face before.

Was this considered parental pampering?

At this moment, that is the most descriptive phrase for Matthew.

"Simona". Boyce took a boiled egg, "Do you need me to peel the egg for you?"

Simona shook her head and fell into Matthew's arms, "No, my dad will peel it."

Boyce blinked and felt like he was abandoned in a night. Matthew had a wife and children. He had a family of four. Her daughter was cute and lovely while his son was smart. Other than that, his wife was beautiful and was much younger than him, who was considered as the pampered wife.

Now even the "playboy" Armand was seriously in love, he was still single!

Was he abandoned?

He is sitting next to Samuel Flores. They were the only two men who didn't have a partner.

Samuel didn't understand why he wanted to sit so close to him and put the peeled white-boiled egg on his plate.

"Boyce, this is for you," Samuel said.

Boyce's serious face was rarely filled with warmth. He realized that he was not abandoned, there were still people who cared about him.

He took it and took a bite of it, "Thank you, Samuel."

Samuel looked at him as he smiled and said no, "I saw you alone and you look miserable."

Boyce was speechless, "..."

In an instant, he felt like the boiled egg in the mouth had spoiled.

Dolores also remained sceptical and wondered whether what Armand said was true or not.

"Why do you think Theresa came with me? Because we are in love so I brought her here. I think today, the sun is shining and the weather is glorious, it's indeed a good day, so I choose to tell you that Theresa and I are in love today".

Armand said very seriously and energetically.

Dolores kept her mouth shut about what he had said. As the saying goes, "Everything could be damaged except for one's marriage" and just say, "Since you have decided then forgot what happened before and treat Theresa well."

Theresa immediately felt embarrassed and lowered her head, "Lola, I... did not deliberately hide it from you..."

"Okay, it's getting late, let's eat first."

She will not blame Theresa, she was an adult, she must know what she was doing. The only thing she worried about was that Armand was going to hurt her.

As they hadn't known each other for a long time. Armand was so frivolous that Theresa might get hurt by him.

Theresa patted Armand's hand and walked towards Dolores, "Lola."

Dolores put her arms around her shoulders and they sat together at the table. She told her not to stress. Just do what she wanted in love.

Theresa did not dare to look directly at Dolores as she felt guilty.

Because she and Armand were not in love.

Matthew held Dolores' hand under the table," Each man has their own destiny."

He didn't want Dolores to worry too much about other people's affairs.

He put a glass of full cream milk in front of her, "Drink it up."

Dolores understood what she meant. In fact, she did not want to intervene but worried about her due to their relationship. She picked up the glass of milk and drank it up. "Mommy." Simona handed the egg that Matthew had peeled to Dolores, "This is for you".

The girl raised her little hand. She took the 'white ball' in her hand and sent it to Dolores' mouth.

She was such an obedient girl.

Dolores bit the egg in her daughter's hand. It was nothing more than the taste of an egg, but out of no reason, the taste of the egg was especially good today.

She touched her daughter's hair. She didn't realize that there was some egg yolk sticking at the corner of her mouth. Matthew took out the napkin and wiped the corner of her lips.

Dolores felt awkward. As there were so many people, she stretched her hand out and wanted to clean herself. But then she accidentally made eye contact with Matthew.

She thought of what he said, that was, to be a lovey-dovey couple outside, she then withdrew her outstretched hand.

She let him help her clean her mouth, Simona fell into Matthew's arms and giggled. She liked the way her father treated her mother.

She felt so happy.

Armand was dumbfounded after seeing this, he took a long swig of the glass of milk. He gulped down the glass of milk and said. "Could you guys not act lovey-dovey bright and early Boyce might have a hard feeling as he has not been in a relationship before at such an age."

After speaking, he himself chuckled.

Boyce looked at him in disgust, stood up after taking the last bite of the egg.

Samuel followed him and stood up, "I finished the meal either."

"Come. Let me lead you out of here" The more it went, the more Boyce felt that the boy was similar to him.

They walked towards the door and met Charles White who was coming here.

Dolores stopped, "Why did Mr White come?"

"I'm here to replace Miss Flores." There was a slight smile on Charles' face again.

Boyce also laughed, "She is eating now. May Mr White wait here for a while?"

"Of course." Charles didn't mind about that.

His gaze fell on Samuel, the little man didn't look too big but looked very handsome, and his eyes and face were in the same mould as Matthew. They looked identical.

"Is your name Samuel?" Charles asked with a smile.

Samuel politely replied, "Yes, my name is Samuel Flores, you can call me Samuel."

Charles was stunned, Samuel Flores?

Why was his last name the same as his mother's?

Not to mention that the Nelson family was a big family, even if it was an ordinary family, the children, especially a boy, did not share the same last name with their mother.

He felt strange.

It was quite interesting.

The smile on Charles' face became radiant gradually, he looked sunny and kind, "Your name sounds nice, Samuel. Your name means a new beginning, the renewal of everything, as the saying goes, morning hours are the best time of the day. Is it given by your father?"

"No, it's given by my mom," Samuel replied.

He wasn't aware of his intention at all.

He always smiled broadly in which people won't think that he was a bad guy.

He let Samuel's guard down.

"Oh, your mommy was amazing..."

While he was talking, he saw Dolores and Matthew leave.

"Take you to see the master today."

"Okay." Dolores agreed, "Then wait for me."

She turned his head to look at Matthew, before she could say, she heard him said, "I'll go with you."

Charles was very friendly to Dolores, so Matthew didn't like him.

How could he agree to let him be with Dolores?

Unless he was crazy.

"Then what about the two of them?" Dolores' eyes widened, she was surprised that Matthew was going to follow her.

"I'll just bring them along." He was uncomfortable leaving the two children behind, so he had to bring them along.

Dolores knew Matthew so well since he had already made a decision, she knew clearly that she can't change him.

"Is it far? Can we be back today?" Dolores asked and if the destination was far, she would prepare some daily necessities for the kids.

"Let's go. We can be back today." Charles replied. His eyes fell on Matthew while he was talking, "Is Mr Nelson always worried about me?"

Matthew sneered, his voice was neither high nor low but was frightening enough, he grabbed Dolores' shoulder with his hand, "I have never regarded Mr White as an opponent."

What he meant was that he was unqualified.

Charles was also angry and smiled kindly, "Then I will wait outside."

He raised his hand and signalled Tom to push him out.

"Who is he?" Armand walked over to Boyce and asked.

"He is the landlord of the White City".

Boyce answered nonchalantly.

"He is not an ordinary man. A lame man can be convincing. He must be something." Armand touched his chin and moved away from Charles. He turned his head to look at Boyce, "They just said they want to go. Where are they going?"

"They want to meet a master who can make Tea Silk."

"Wow, Tea Silk? "Theresa almost jumped with excitement when she heard what he said.

Armand looked at her in surprise, "Is this thing precious? Why have I never heard of it before?"

Theresa looked at him with disdain, "You know nothing".

Armand was speechless, "..."

"..."

Theresa didn't bother to listen to him at all and walked away. She followed Dolores to pack their belongings, and then the group of people left the hotel.

Everyone went together. They went there in three cars. Their car was led by the two cars of Charles in front of them.

The further they drove, the more remote the place was. Meanwhile, the road became more rugged.

When the car entered a scenic town, Dolores was instantly fascinated by the surrounding scenery.

That was a small town sandwiched between rivers and mountains. The structure and design of the houses were unique. They looked more gorgeous between the mountains. The sunny hillside was covered with vineyards. As the car entered the town, they could smell the fragrance from the mixture of soil and the grape leaves.

As the car continued to move, they found that there were old buildings with ethnic characteristics all around the town. There were small wooden houses, well-preserved medieval villages which were connected by a series of vineyards and in front of each house, there were hanging scissors for fruit harvesting as well as bamboo baskets for collecting grapes...

Such an atmosphere made Simona excited and she patted the car window, "Wow, there are a lot of vines. They must be full of grapes in the summer..." At this time, Charles' car in front of them stopped, so did theirs.

Everyone got out of the car one after another.

Charles pointed to the village, not far away, "Our destination is right in front but we can't drive inside, so can only get there on foot."

"The surrounding here is really good and it won't be tiring to walk." Theresa also appreciated the environment here.

It was really rare to have such a fresh and uncontaminated village nowadays.

"Then let's go." Charles was still leading the way.

Matthew looked around to confirm that it was the village before he put his hand around Dolores' shoulders and said, "Let's go."

"Ok".

About half an hour later, they entered the village. There were not many people, they occasionally met one or two who were at old age on their way. They didn't meet any young people.

"This is the house." Charles pointed to a wooden house built at the end of the bridge and under the bridge was a river with crystal clear waters.

There were branches evenly tied to the fence. There was no door. Within the courtyard, there was a two-story wooden house. There was a bamboo chair on the right. An old man sits on it as he was carving a bamboo basket with the thin strip of bamboo in his hand. As he heard their movement, he raised his head, at that moment, the wrinkles on his forehead were deep, and his deep eyes fell on Matthew.

He stopped his work and stood up.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐