Chapter 103: Chapter 103



After entering the room, Matthew put Dolores on the bed.

He then went into the bathroom and moistened a towel for Dolores to wipe her face. The more he looked at her face, the angrier she became. Matthew threw the towel down and stood in front of Dolores. He asked her a question in a depressed tone, “What happened – why do you look like this?”

Dolores shuddered as she remembered what Sampson did to her.

She couldn’t find any words to tell what had happened to her. She didn’t know where to begin to tell it.

“Tell me,” Matthew grabbed Dolores’ shoulder and looked into her eyes, “Did you sleep with him?”

It was as if a hurricane formed in his eyes.

Dolores shook her head.

gⱯlnσν𝓮𝓁s․com holds stories for every modo If she hadn’t woken up in time…she wouldn’t dare imagine what would happen next.

She would never expect Sampson to act like this.

The hurricane in Matthew’s eyes was still there, “Who did this to you?” Dolores sealed her lips tightly and remained silent.

She hugged herself as she trembled.

“I asked you a question!” Matthew could no longer control his anger.

Dolores opened her eyes and tears fell.

She remained silent. Her tears continued to fall, forming a stream on her cheek.

Matthew paced back and forth on the bed.

He had never lost his cool like this.

Dolores closed her eyes. Soon, Matthew’s action ceased. The room was so quiet that only the sound of his breathing and her sobs could be heard.

A shadow approached Dolores. Matthew embraced Dolores, who was still trembling. His warm palm caressed Dolores’ face. Then he kissed her nose.

In the process, Dolores was nervous, shocked and helpless. She could feel it. It was the love Matthew never showed.

“Go take a shower,” Matthew charged her and went into the bathroom.

The tub was full of hot water and steam was rising.

Dolores looked at Matthew in surprise.

She never thought a man like Matthew would do something like this for her. Matthew turned around and looked at her, “Do you need my help?”.

What?

Dolores shook her head and quickly dismissed him, “No. No.”

“I’ll wait for you outside. Call my name if you need anything,” Matthew urged her.

“Okay.”

Dolores locked the door as soon as she closed it. She had to make sure the lock on the door worked before she dared to take off her clothes.

She was still terrified of what Sampson did.

Dolores stepped into the tub. The temperature was fine. Her hair floated in the water like aquatic weeds. There was a warm body sunk under the water.

She rubbed every inch of her body carefully. She dared not think about what Sampson had done when she was unconscious.

Dolores wiped her skin vigorously. She wanted to clean Sampson’s touch.

Matthew could clearly sense that Dolores never told him the truth while she was out of the bathroom. She must have known who she was.

The only reason she didn’t tell him was that she didn’t want to.

Matthew picked up the phone next to the bed and called Abbot, “Help me check who went to the KS Club with Dolores tonight.”

“Yes, Mr. Nelson,” Abbot replied.

Matthew rubbed his forehead after hanging up the phone.

Dolores took a long time to go to the bathroom. Matthew went and knocked on the door, “Are you finished yet?”

“Yes.” Dolores was wrapping herself in the towel. She had nothing to wear in the bathroom.

After soaking in the water for over an hour, she was wide awake and calm.

She opened the door and saw Matthew standing outside the bathroom. He was wearing his shirt unbuttoned at the collar and black pants that showed the length of his long legs. Matthew was staring at her.

Dolores’ hair was still wet. There were droplets of water on her shoulder, and they looked like crystals on her fair skin.

Dolores grabbed her towel carefully, as if she was afraid she might drop it, “Can you do me a favor?”

“Yes,” Matthew looked away from Dolores and answered quietly.

“Can you get me something to wear? Anything.”

Matthew looked at Dolores, “Do you know what time it is now?”. Dolores shook her head.

“It’s already one o’clock midnight, where do you expect me to buy you something to wear?”. Even the mall stores had already closed.

Matthew handed Dolores one of his shirts, “Put this on first. I’ll buy you something to wear tomorrow morning.”

Dolores didn’t put it on right away. She hesitated, “I want to go home.” Matthew’s expression turned cold, “Don’t you remember your identity?” She had promised him last time, had she forgotten?

Matthew reached out and grabbed her around the waist. The two bodies came very close. As Dolores was about to resist Matthew, her hands were caught. Matthew looked into her eyes and said, “You need to get used to this.”

Dolores looked down and lay in his arms silently.

“I’m tired.”

“I’ll cuddle you to sleep,” Matthew carried Dolores and tucked her in. Then he lay down on the bed and hugged her from behind.

Dolores was not used to this.

She shifted her body, trying to get away from Matthew.

Matthew frowned and warned Dolores, “Stop moving.”

Dolores was surprised. She could feel Matthew’s body temperature rising.

She wasn’t as innocent as a little girl. She knew what was happening.

Dolores didn’t dare make any more movements. She even slowed her breathing so as not to provoke the man behind her.

Although she had agreed to maintain a husband and wife relationship with him, she wasn’t ready to take things to the next level.

“Relax. I feel like I’m hugging a rock right now.” Matthew closed his eyes and struggled to hide his desire.

Dolores couldn’t control her body.

She couldn’t relax at all.

She wasn’t wearing anything and he was hugging her, how could she feel relaxed?

Besides, she had already been triggered.

The feeling was also strong.

“Be good,” Matthew kissed Dolores on her hair.

Dolores swallowed saliva, “Yes, I had promised you… but… but you have to have my permission before…”

“Before what?” Matthew opened his eyes and smiled mischievously.

Dolores covered her face with a pillow, “You know what I mean.”

“I don’t.”

Matthew’s smile was getting wider and wider.

Dolores pretended to fall asleep and remained silent.

It was obvious that Matthew was asking her this question on purpose.

It made her feel shy.

Matthew lay back on the bed, looked at the ceiling and asked, “When would you agree to do it?”.

Agree to sleep with him?

Dolores blinked. She didn’t know the answer to this question. All she knew was that she didn’t want it now.

She didn’t want to give herself up like this.

The first time she had no choice.

But this time, she had to be the one to make the choice.

“When the time comes that I can deal with men.” Matthew was speechless.

He couldn’t touch her as long as she couldn’t deal with men?

That was nonsense!

Did she want him to become a monk?

Dolores closed her eyes again. She remained silent and pretended to be asleep.

But her body was stiff. She felt nothing like when she was asleep.

Matthew rolled over and looked at her. He smiled. Then he hugged her back and fell asleep.

Dolores slept well. She only woke up after six in the morning.

Matthew was still sleeping. Dolores pulled the blanket off him and tried to sneak out of bed. However, Dolores did not realize that the towel was already loose when she slept, and that Matthew was sleeping on it. She only realized it when she got up and felt the cold on her skin.

When she tried to remove the towel from under Matthew, Matthew moved.

Dolores was afraid that Matthew would wake up and see her naked, so she crawled back into the blanket.

Matthew rolled over and crossed his leg over her. Then he continued to cuddle her to sleep.

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