Snare of Love
Chapter 243 Stay Calm, He Will Not Be Frightened

He kept telling himself that the toy was fake. If he were frightened, he would fall into the trap of the bad guy.

He must not be afraid.

He walked towards the bed firmly and pulled the blanket. There was nothing. He turned around and looked at Matthew who stood at the entrance, "Where is the doll?" Matthew had asked others to throw it away before he brought Samuel there.

Samuel was so bold, Matthew was relieved and proud of him.

He walked in and his big palm rested on Samuel's head. He caressed Samuel dotingly, "You're a brave kid."

"Of course," Samuel looked up, he showed an arrogant pattern, "I'm born by mommy, of course I am brave. I have said that I will protect her when I grow up but..."

His mother was upset when they went upstairs.

What should he do?

"Mommy seems to be upset," Samuel blinked.

Matthew saw that, "Let's go."

He brought Samuel downstairs and sent him to have his meal with Boyce and the rest in the VIP room. Then, he went to see Dolores.

Dolores stood on the staircase. She was contradicted and her mind was messy.

She regretted that she did not block them just now.

Matthew stopped walking when seeing Dolores. Then, he walked towards her steadily and slowly, "You should trust our son."

Dolores turned around, she looked at the man standing there. Of course she trusted her son but he was only five years old!

"Matthew, are you crazy?!" She rushed towards him and kicked him. He stood still like an upright mountain and let her throw tantrum on him. Dolores was emotional, she kept moving her hands. Matthew worried that she would hurt herself. He held her hands and hugged her dominantly.

"Calm down."

"You harm him for the second time by asking him to see it again. How can I stay calm? If he goes mad, I will hate myself forever!"

Matthew caressed her back and said deeply, "Stay calm, he will not be frightened."

His hands and voice seemed to have magic. Dolores calmed down when laying in his arms.

She raised her head and looked at him. Dolores could clearly see the hair on his face within the close distance. His skin was fair, "How is he?"

"He is fine," Matthew sighed slightly, "Trust me, I know what am I doing."

Dolores lowered her head and explained, "I don't mean to distrust you, I just..."

"You don't trust your son?" Matthew interrupted her.

Matthew knew that she was worried that her son would be harmed.

"He is a boy, he will grow up and face other people in the future. Sometimes, people's thought is more horrible than the doll. He must learn to face it and conquer it. Overprotecting is not good for him." She knew what Matthew meant, she just loved her son dearly.

"Can you ask for my permission before you want to do anything?" Dolores was not as heartless as Matthew.

She noticed that there was a bug in her words, she quickly elaborated, "I mean the matter of the children, you should discuss with me."

She did not want Matthew to misunderstand that she wanted to involve in his business.

Matthew smiled, his sight was shining, he said purposely, "What if I don't want to discuss with you?"

Dolores raised her hand and pretended to beat him, "I beat you..."

Matthew grabbed her hand and kissed her palm, "Beat here."

He held her hand and put it on his face.

Dolores simply said only, a man's face should not be beaten easily.

She got back her hand, "Don't play."

Matthew did not play with her anymore. They were gloomy because of the incident with the doll but they got rid of the sadness afterwards. He held her shoulder, "You should be hungry, let's eat something." Dolores was indeed hungry, she did not eat for the entire day.

After Lacey's fashion store was smashed, she disposed of it. She stayed at home these few days and did not seek another job.

Charles found her in her residential area.

She carried some food, seemed to come back after buying things. She was stunned when seeing Charles, then she ran quickly towards him, "Why are you here?"

Charles smiled, "I just want to visit you, how are you recently?"

Lacey smiled, "Quite good."

The atmosphere was still.

The worst thing about the conversation was that neither of them had anything to say suddenly.

It was awkward.

"You only have your meal now?" Charles looked at the things in her hand and spoke first.

"Yes," Lacey lowered her head.

"Can you let me get in?" Charles smiled.

"It's my pleasure," Lacey quickly walked in front of him and led him the way.

"You stay alone here?" Charles asked when entering the lift.

Lacey nodded, "Yes, I seldom go back to my foster parents' house after I grow up. They don't treat me well, I don't like to go back. I have saved some money when I operate my fashion store before. I plan to replace some other things to do."

"It's great," Charles regretted seeing her. She was a naive girl when they stayed in the orphanage. She had a close friendship with him. She did not live blissfully after being adopted. When they met each other again, he assisted her, then only she had a better life.

How was it possible for her to do that kind of thing?

"Why do you see me today?" Lacey held the plastic bags in her hand.

"Nothing, I just want to see you. Can't I do that?" Charles still smiled.

Lacey smiled too, "I am so glad that you visit me. If anything I can help, just tell me honestly."

The lift stopped when they talked.

Tom pushed Charles out of the lift while Lacey walked in front and opened the door.

The condominium that she stayed in was small but every utility needed was provided. It was well-kept and clean.

"My place is a bit small," Lacey put the stuff on the table and poured a glass of water for Charles.

"Thank you," Charles received it, he held it and did not drink. He looked around the house, his sight rested on the photo frame on the cupboard by her bed at last.

It was their photo that was taken during their childhood.

He remembered that the photo was taken on the day he was adopted by Nathan.

Lacey walked forwards and took the frame. She looked at the people in the photo, she smiled and said, "We are so young at that time. How nice is it if we don't get separated." Charles was touched, not because of Lacey, it was because of the past.

"I don't expect that you still keep it."

Charles was surprised that he still could see his photo that was taken in his orphanage.

Lacey rested her finger on the face of the boy in the photo, "I don't live well after I am adopted. I will look at him every time I am dispirited. Then, he gives me the courage to live." Obviously, she meant something in her words. Charles pretended not to understand her words, "I have something to do, I will leave now. You can contact me if you need help.” "Sorry, I..." Lacey realized that she had said something wrong.

She was regretful.

"No worries," Charles did not mind that, he could not respond to her so he just pretended not to understand that.

He just made her his friend and kin.

No more relationship.

"I send you out," Lacey put down the frame, she was panicked.

Charles looked at the people in the photo. Obviously, the photo was specially processed because the traditional photo could not be kept for a long time.

"Don't put such a photo by your bed."

Lacey looked at him, she was lost for words, "Ok."

"Let's go."

Tom pushed him out of the room. Lacey sent him into the lift, Charles waved to her, "Don't follow me anymore, just go back."

Lacey did not leave, she stood in front of the lift.

Soon, the door of the lift was shut. She was disappeared from their sight, Tom voiced out his opinion, "Ms. Ward looks kind, I don't think she will do that kind of thing." Charles showed a dull expression.

He believed that Matthew would not make wrong speculation but he did not believe that Lacey would do that kind of thing.

"You send someone to keep an eye on what she does at home every day."