Snare of Love
Chapter 45: Relieve the Pain for Me

From the beginning to the end, Matthew did not frown at all and placed his injured hand behind him. His expression was cold, but he didn't look as calm as he seemed to be.

He stared at Beulah who was swearing at him, and his mouth tightened into a thin line as he was exuding a colder aura, "What are you still standing there for?"

The security guards immediately suppressed Beulah and dragged her out.

Like a mad woman, she acted hysterically and bit the guard.

"Matthew, you sexually harassed my daughter and didn't even bother to take responsibility. You'll die in horrible agony! Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you're rich? Do you think you can get away with this because you have money? Should we be bullied by you just because we have no money and authority?"

Beulah yelled at the top of her voice. Her mind still seemed to be very clear and every sentence she said was meant for others to think she was bullied by Matthew.

She was the victim here.

Everyone who heard her realized there was something fishy.

Matthew harassed her daughter?

It was such a piece of shocking news.

Not only the employees of the company, but also the guards who arrested Beulah wanted to hear more about this.

Beulah wasn't afraid to embarrass herself. She sat on the ground and cried loudly, "I have such a tough life. I only had one daughter and you violated her. There's no place for me to reason. Is there still law nowadays? Why should the poor be bullied?"

People started gathering at the door and all eyes were on Matthew.

Matthew was offended. Dolores turned around and saw the blue veins standing out on his side profile. She knew that he was extremely pissed.

She was happy that he hated Beulah, but it wasn't the right time now because the crowd was still watching.

This man of high prestige was the target of a rumour. People would definitely start gossiping about him.

"She's a crazy woman. Hurry up and get her out of here. Can't you see she's stirring up trouble here?" Dolores said coldly.

"You're the one that's crazy!" Dolores's words seemed to have triggered Beulah. While the guards weren't paying attention, she pounced on her with hatred, "I'll kill you!"

Dolores was so frightened that she retreated a few steps and heard a voice yelling, "Aren't you looking for death!"

Beulah was kicked out once again. This time, it was more embarrassing than a moment ago. She was pushed to the ground and fell on her back.

Matthew stared at the security guards who couldn't catch her, "What were you doing? Are you waiting to get fired?"

The guards broke out in cold sweats. Beulah had the chance to hurt people because they were too unwary of the situation just now. This time, they dared not neglect this issue again, or they might lose their jobs for real.

"Send her to the police station and report an attempted murder." Matthew was really annoyed. He did not make any allowance for Beulah. The guilt of an attempted assault was totally different from that of an attempted murder.

The guards caught Beulah, dragged her into the car and sent her to the police station.

Beulah never stopped swearing when she was completely locked in the car.

"It's over now."

Matthew said in a cold tone and the crowd slowly dispersed. The man who talked to Dolores earlier quietly walked to her, "I didn't expect you to be so brave that you dared to stand in front of Mr. Nelson." "If you become familiar with Mr. Nelson, he'll definitely take notice of you in the future. After all, you risked your life to block the knife for him." The man said with a little envious.

Dolores didn't know what he meant until now.

He thought that she projected herself in front of Matthew on purpose?

Only she knew that she wasn't.

She looked at Matthew's injured hand, wondering how severe his injury was.

She never thought that he would catch the knife with his bare hand.

How painful that must be!

"What's your name?" The man asked suddenly.

Dolores's mind wasn't in the man's words, and she replied casually, "Dolores Flores."

"Are you free tonight? Let's have a meal together; I'll wait for you after work."

Huh?

Dolores turned around and looked at the man. Was he trying to ask her out?

You got to be kidding me. They had only met for the first time.

Dolores was confused.

"..."

"You, come in with me!" Matthew had a face like thunder. Was she trying to seduce other man in front of him?

Did she know what shame was?

Elaine quick followed him.

The man behind her didn't give up and said, "Ms. Flores, I'll be waiting for you in front of the company after work today and we'll have dinner together."

Matthew stopped his pace and looked back at Dolores.

She was about to answer the man when she saw Matthew glaring at her with angry eyes. His face was as though saying he would strangle her alive if she agreed to have a meal with that man! Elaine was pleased and she asked tentatively, "Are you mad?"

He did not say anything but stared at her.

He was eyeing her thoughtfully.

Dolores swallowed her saliva and turned around to look at the man, "I'm sorry, I already have an appointment."

When she turned her head round again, Matthew's mood became brighter as he was satisfied with Dolores's reply.

She thought for a moment and said, "Is your hand okay? Do you want to visit the hospital?"

Elaine felt it must had hurt a lot to hold a knife with bare hand.

Matthew did not answer her. He stepped into the elevator and Dolores followed him.

She took the initiative to press the floor button and stood on one side of the elevator, staring at her own reflection through the metal surface. She blankly stared into space for a short while and said, "When Ms. White arrives at work, ask her to get your wound bandaged."

No matter what was the reason, he was injured because of her. Hence, she should be caring towards him.

Matthew glanced at her from the wall as he couldn't sense her emotions and said calmly, "She went on a business trip to A Country."

Dolores immediately raised her head up and looked at him. Didn't he attend the dinner party with her last night?

Why so sudden?

Matthew fixed his gaze and said, "It's her arrangement for work."

He wouldn't tell her that he sent Helen away on purpose.

He wasn't a fool. His uncontrolled feelings for Dolores, might be because he actually liked her a little?

He had never loved anyone before, so he didn't understand his feelings. In short, Dolores was indeed attractive to him.

"I see."

After replying his words, she did not speak anymore.

Ding! The elevator reached their desired floor and the door slowly opened.

Matthew walked out of the elevator and Dolores followed him out. She looked at his blood-drenched hand. There was so much blood that she couldn't see the wound clearly.

Matthew was about to enter his office when Dolores sped up her steps and called him, "Should I... dress your wound first?"

Matthew did not say anything, but he stood at the door of his office like a statue.

Dolores seemed to understand his body language; she quickly rushed forward to open the door of his office. She thought of the medical supplies in the pantry cabinet for emergency purposes and said, "I'll go get the first aid kid."

Matthew turned around and looked at her back leaving hastily. The corner of his lips turned up in a gentle smile.

Dolores came back with a first aid kit. Matthew sat on the sofa and his injured hand was on his knee. The blood on his hand had coagulated. She walked towards him with the first aid kit, placing the kit on the coffee table and opened it. She found the disinfectant and gauze. She lowered her gaze and said, "The medical supplies here are limited. If it's severe, you still have to go to the hospital."

She had prepared herself while she was talking. Her attention was on the wound of his hand and she didn't think of anything else. She took his hand and clearly saw the wound on his palm. The knife cut across his palm. If he didn't apply pressure on the wound with his fist, he would have lost even more blood.

Dolores's hand trembled slightly and she murmured, "This may hurt a little, so bear with it."

She took the alcohol-soaked cotton swab and cleaned the wound on his hand. Although she had not done it before, she did not panic. She was very calm as she handled the wound carefully.

Matthew raised his gaze and stared at the woman right in front of him. She looked down at his wound. Her eyelashes were long and curled, framing them in such a way that could be considered hypnotising.

Ouch!

"Did I hurt you?" Dolores raised her head and met his eyes.

The distance between them was so close that they could feel each other's breath. Matthew's breathing was a little heavy. His breath blew on the hair on her collarbone every now and then. "Relieve the pain for me."