Snare of Love
Chapter 411 When Did He Leave In The Morning

Tom was stunned for a moment. Who were these roses bought for?

Everyone knew that roses represented love. Soon, he seemed to think of something else, and he felt unworthy for Charles, "Ms. Flores is already married, why do you have to be so obsessed?" Charles looked up with an unhappy face, "Since when do you get to judge my personal affairs?"

Tom bowed his head, "I'm sorry."

Charles didn't want to look into it, he just didn't like others to interfere with his affairs, "I'll buy it myself. You push me over."

"Yes." Tom lowered his head.

Tom pushed Charles across the street and went into a flower shop. The unique fragrance of the flowers blew against his face. There were many flowers in the shop. The various scents mixed together which created another special smell.

The florist came over to greet them, "May I help you?"

Charles ignored her but rolled his wheelchair toward the location where the roses were placed. The roses were red as the fire, they were also like the sunset glow, they were amazingly beautiful.

The florist quickly realized that what flowers he wanted to buy. She quickly approached him, "May I know how many roses you need?"

Charles said lightly, "Five roses, please."

The florist froze for a while, and then she smiled and said, "Okay, please wait a moment."

As she said, she chose five dainty, blooming roses. She filled in the gaps with white pearls. The white pearls set off the red roses, making them look even more beautiful. The florist selected a light-colored wrapping paper to wrap these roses. She had good wrapping skills, and the roses were wrapped beautifully.

"Here you go." She handed the bouquet to Charles with both hands.

Charles took it and placed it on his laps. He looked down, lightly stroked the petals, and instructed faintly, "Tom, pay for it."

"A total of 380 Yuan." The florist said.

Tom gave her 400 Yuan and told her to keep the change. Then, he pushed Charles's wheelchair, and they left the flower shop. "Are we still going to the hospital?" Tom asked.

'Did he buy the flowers just for himself?'

Charles answered lightly.

Tom sighed inwardly. Except for Charles's inability to walk, everything else about Charles was perfect in Tom's eyes.

How would a man like that like a married woman?

He could get any kind of woman if he wanted. But why did he focus a married woman?

Tom didn't understand, and he couldn't understand.

However, he dared not to say it. He could only think about it silently in his heart.

He felt unworthy for Charles.

When they went back to the hospital, the guards at the door looked at him strangely. 'He had left, hadn't he? Why is he back again?'

"I'll leave after I hand her the flowers," Charles said.

The guards were a little embarrassed.

Their boss instructed them not to just let anyone get in or out of the ward, and he had already been in there once earlier.

Meanwhile, Carol came out to throw the trash. She walked over when she saw Charles who was blocked in the doorway. She seemed to be wondering why Charles had left and then returned. So, she came over and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Charles handed Carol the bouquet, "Please pass this to her for me."

Carol was quite happy, and she took it over. These flowers were so beautiful, and they brought people in a good mood when looked at them. If these flowers were placed in the ward, they would make the ward vibrant. Dolores couldn't get out of the bed now, so maybe she would be happy to see these beautiful flowers. Carol smiled and said, "I thank you on behalf of Missus. Her health isn't good right now, so I won't invite you in. The doctor told her to rest more."

Charles said he understood, "Please take care of her."

Then, he asked Tom to hand Carol a business card, "If you need any help, please let me know."

Carol hesitated for a moment. It seemed rude if she didn't take the business card that he handed over. Besides, it seemed that he was well acquainted with Dolores. So, Carol took the business card, "Well, I'll go back first. She can't be alone in the ward."

Charles nodded his head.

Carol returned to the ward with the flowers. Dolores was drowsy as she was lying in the bed. She seemed to see Carol come in, holding something in her hands. She opened her eyes and saw Carol holding a bouquet of roses. She was stunned for a moment, then she asked, "Where did you get the flowers?"

'Could it be that Matthew bought them?'

"The man in the wheelchair just gave them to you." Carol found a glass and prepared to put the roses in it.

Dolores slept on the side and her eyelashes fluttered. Of course, Matthew wasn't someone who would do such a thing.

She smiled bitterly, laughing at the fact that she was abnormal today.

She thought of him inexplicably.

A bouquet of red roses added new color to the ward, which also brought new life to the cold ward.

Carol smiled and wanted to talk to Carol. She turned around and found out that Dolores had closed her eyes. Carol didn't know if Dolores was asleep, and she dared not to disturb her.

In the evening, the maids of the mansion brought the meals. Carol had dialed the number of the mansion and Victoria picked up the phone. Victoria thought it was Jayden, but it turned out to be Carol. Carol had been taking care of Matthew and was deeply trusted by him. When Carol called, she simply asked for someone to bring some meals to the hospital. She didn't say anything else.

It was up to Matthew to decide whether to let Victoria know about Dolores' pregnancy.

Carol knew Matthew's attitude towards Victoria.

Therefore, she did not say anything.

Victoria asked why the meals needed to be delivered and the reason for cooking them on request. Carol just explained that Dolores wasn't feeling well, and she wanted to have some light meals. Victoria stopped asking. After all, in Dolores' current condition, it was normal for her to have no appetite.

She was just a little worried. However, when she thought of Jayden going to replace Matthew to solve this matter, she put her mind at ease and didn't continue to ask.

The food was made according to Carol's request. It was nutritionally balanced, good-looking, and tasty. Dolores ate some, but not much. Carol was happy, "As long as you can eat something." Dolores's appetite would slowly improve afterward.

Dolores looked at the time. It was already seven o'clock in the evening, and Matthew hadn't come back yet.

Carol cleaned up the dishes. Dolores leaned against the headboard of her bed, and she glanced inadvertently at the bouquet of roses placed in front of the window. The roses were blooming beautifully. She squinted her eyes and stared blankly at it.

After Carol finished cleaning up the dishes, she walked in and saw Dolores staring. Then she asked, "Isn't it beautiful?"

Dolores looked at Carol, and she smiled but didn't say anything.

"Carol, do you know what kind of flowers it is?" Dolores suddenly asked.

Carol shook her head. She just knew that these flowers were beautiful, but she didn't know what they were.

Dolores said lightly, "It's called rose."

Carol didn't understand it either, she just thought it was a pretty good name.

"The man in the wheelchair has quite a good taste," Carol said.

Dolores found Carol's comment was quite interesting.

Roses represented love, and she was sure that Charles knew it. He knew that she was pregnant, but he still sent her roses... She sighed slightly...

"What's wrong? Is it wrong to send roses?" Carol wondered why Dolores sighed.

Dolores said, "Nothing." She deliberately changed the topic and asked, "When did he leave in the morning?"-----------