Snare of Love
Chapter 253 I Haven’t Gotten Ready

He had no time to care about how cold the water was, he only wanted to swim to her side as soon as possible.

Heaven and earth seemed to be upside down, and Dolores seemed to see Matthew swimming towards her. She wanted to wave her hands, wanted to scream his name, but her body couldn't be controlled by herself. Her leg was as if being tripped over by something, pulling her down.

Matthew, Matthew...

Big gulps of water filled her mouth, drowning her words.

"Dolores

He came out from the water to take a breath of air, then dived underwater to look for her.

Very quickly, he saw her legs being entangled by seaweed. She was struggling for her life, but still couldn't get rid of them. He swam over quickly and hugged her. He pinned her head down and pressed down on her lips, trying to give her some air.

Dolores widened her eyes, as if replaceing the last straw that can save her life, and she hugged him tightly.

Matthew pushed her away and shook his head at her. He dived deeper underwater, to pull apart the seaweed that was entangling her legs.

When he hugged her in his arms once again, she had already lost consciousness.

She had been out of oxygen for too long, the breath of oxygen that Matthew had given her just now, was not sufficient to sustain her for long. Very quickly, Matthew carried her back on shore.

"Daddy, Mummy." Samuel and Simona were craning their necks on shore. Seeing Matthew carry Dolores back up, they yelled in excitement. Matthew instructed them to go back together, and the two children followed him obediently back onto the car.

Charles had wanted to come forward, but Matthew ignored him.

The traces on the shore had been obvious that Dolores hadn't fell into the water by accident.

This place was suggested by Charles, and Matthew was now suspicious towards him.

Naturally, he didn't want to continue talking to him. He hadn't clarified this incident with him yet, and so Charles was also a suspect.

"Tom, go check on the CCTVs in the surrounding area." Charles' expression was also terrible.

This place was suggested by him, and now that Dolores had accidentally fell into the water, he had a responsibility to explain to Matthew about this.

Tom lowered his head, "I'll do that now."

In the car, following Matthew's repeated resuscitation and chest-pressing, Dolores slowly woke up. In her eyes were a blurry watery trace, she couldn't see clearly. The blurry face in front of her, was obviously Matthew.

She hugged him, she had been afraid just now.

This was her second time experiencing drowning, at the time she fell under the water, she was so close to death. She was so afraid that she would leave them just like that, and leave her two children. "I, I'm so scared."

Matthew hugged her, and kissed her wet forehead, "It's alright, it's alright."

Both of them were thoroughly wet, Dolores was trembling in his arms. She was so cold, so cold.

"Turn up the heater!"

His breath, his anger, his angry growl, all felt as if charged with electricity, transmitted to her body. She could feel his fear, his self-blame. Dolores hugged him tight, this wasn't his fault. She had been too careless, she hadn't let the bodyguards follow along, hence why this had happened.

Thinking back about what happened, when she had come back from buying fish feed and had bumped into Lacey. Dolores fell into his arms, and said softly, "It was not an accident, it was Lacey." Lacey had appeared in front of her then.

"Ms. Flores, can I trouble you to speak for a while?" Lacey still had the same honest-looking expression.

Although she didn't know much about her matters, but Dolores was wary towards this woman. She smiled and said, "There is no one here, if you have anything you can just tell me here, I have something coming up."

Lacey looked at the fish feed in her hands, and gave a laugh, "Great." She raised her head to look into the skies, "The weather today is great, suitable to come out to play."

Her expression changed very quickly, so quick that before Dolores even managed to react, Lacey had rushed in front of her and grabbed her shoulder. Her gaze was dark and creepy, "Why are you so shameless? You already have a husband but you're still seducing Charles?"

At that moment, Dolores understood where her hatred had come from.

It was really because of Charles.

"You are not compatible with him, not compatible, you bitch!" She raised her hand, her palms directing towards Dolores' face. Dolores was not dumb to stand there to be slapped.

She ducked, and Lacey's hand didn't reach anything, she became even more angry.

Dolores realized that things are turning sour. Lacey was very aggressive, and she was very crazy. Dolores wanted to leave, she had only taken a step before Lacey clutched her, "Don't even think about leaving, don't think that I don't know you're going to get someone!"

Dolores remained calm, "I think you've misunderstood, I have no relationship with him, if you don't believe you can go and ask Charles."

"Do you think I'm dumb? Charles has already been infatuated with you. He is so protective of you, why would he even listen to me?!" Lacey snarled. Seeing the fish feed in Dolores' hands, she gave a cold laugh, "Why not you go feed the fishes yourself. Go to hell, if you're dead, you wouldn't be seducing Charles anymore."

"Matt..."

Dolores wanted to shout for Matthew, but her mouth was clamped shut once she opened them. She dragged her towards the lake, if a person became crazy, her energy would become extraordinarily large. Dolores couldn't get rid of Lacey's hands, the rocks by the shore were also slippery, and she fell in.

Matthew hugged her tight, "I know."

"Are you cold?" On Dolores' hands were water, she touched his face, and it was cold.

Matthew covered her hands and shook his head, "I'm not cold."

The heater in the car was already on full blast, it was already very warm.

After a while, the car stopped at the hotel. Matthew carried Dolores out of the car, and the two children were brought in by the bodyguards.

Armand had brought Theresa out for a date, it was only left with Boyce in the hotel. He was laying on the sofa playing with his phone. Hearing noises, he walked out of his room, and saw Matthew who was wet thoroughly, carrying Dolores in his arms. He quickly walked over, "What happened?"

Weren't they out for a trip?

Why were they back so fast, and why did they look like this?

"Don't ask first, get a doctor over." It might be that Dolores had a fever because of the chills, her whole body was boiling. "Alright, alright." Boyce got the bodyguards to bring the children to the room. He went down personally to look for a doctor. "I'm cold, so cold." Dolores was shivering in Matthew's arms, she felt very dizzy, even her consciousness was a blur.

Matthew didn't know how to comfort her, he could only walk quicker into the room and place her on the bed. He then took off her clothes, if these wet clothes were not taken off, he was afraid her fever would get worse.

The drenched jacket that Matthew had taken off was thrown on the ground, he then took off her woollen sweater. Dolores hadn't completely lost consciousness, she could feel someone taking off her clothes, and she clutched the hands of the person doing that.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and a little pleading, "No, I, I'm not ready, give me a bit more time..."

Matthew, "..."

Yes, he wanted her, really wanted her.

There were even many times, just by seeing her, he would have a biological reaction.

He wasn't sure if it was because he had been suppressing himself for too long.

But, at this moment, he really hadn't thought of doing anything to her, he only wanted to take off her clothes that were drenched.

Matthew lowered his body and kissed her dry lips, "Don't worry, I won't touch you, even if I wanted you, I want it to be when you are conscious. I want you to feel me fully."☐☐☐☐☐