Chapter 126: Chapter 126



It was obvious that he was teasing.

Fortunately, he hadn’t refused directly and had saddened Simona, so his teasing was nothing.

Dolores turned her head, feeling a lump in her throat, “Thank you.”

She turned to leave, but Matthew grabbed her wrist. She bent down and looked at Simona, “Dad has something to tell Mom, can you go out first?”.

Simona was obedient and nodded vigorously. She lay on her stomach and slid down the table. Dolores, fearing she might fall, reached out to pick her up, but she refused, “I’m fine. You don’t need to pick me up. Talk to daddy.” After saying this she walked off with short steps.

Dolores looked at the small figure of her daughter and her anxiety deepened. What would happen to her if she knew that the person she had thought was her father was not her real father?

Dolores dared think no more.

How had she ended up calling Matthew daddy?

It was absurd.

Dolores was left thinking as Matthew pulled her and she suddenly fell forward, collapsing into his arms. Matthew wrapped his arms around her waist, causing her body to collide with his.

Dolores startled, “This is your house. There are people outside.”

Matthew ignored her words and reached out a hand closing the bathroom door.

Dolores’ heart began to pound as the door closed.

“What…what are you doing?”

Matthew didn’t answer her, just looked at her.

She avoided his gaze casually, “Food’s ready, it’s time to eat.”

Matthew hooked his fingers under her chin, forcing her to look up at him. His eyes were like a dark ocean, full of fierce waves.

Dolores’ heart skipped a beat. She asked cautiously in a soft voice, “Aren’t you happy?”

Matthew remained silent.

Dolores became more upset, “Is it because of Simona? She hasn’t had a father since she was a baby and may have confused you. Don’t worry about her, I…”

“You really weren’t taken advantage of that night?” She didn’t understand the sudden question.

She looked at him blankly for a few seconds.

“You mean…” She suddenly felt nervous, knowing what he was talking about.

That time, she had passed out and when she woke up, she had no clothes on her upper body and her pants were unbuttoned.

The only thing she was sure of was that she had not been raped. As for what exactly Sampson did to her, she didn’t know.

She looked into Matthew’s eyes, no longer avoiding his gaze and said calmly, “I don’t know what he did to me, the only thing I’m sure of is that he didn’t touch me like that.”

To be precise, it wasn’t that he didn’t touch her, but that when he was about to touch her, she had woken up.

If she had woken up a few minutes later, she didn’t know what the consequences would have been.

She looked down softly, hiding the tears that were building in her eyes, “I’m sorry.” The video of her being stripped appeared in Matthew’s mind.

“I’m sorry?”

“I don’t know.”

She didn’t know why she had said it, why she wanted to apologize to him.

She reached out her hands to push Matthew away. Matthew not only refused to let her go, he grabbed her head and kissed her lips.

With her lip on Matthew’s mouth, Dolores’ mind exploded turning her world upside down. She shoved him away, “Why did you ask me this all of a sudden?” did he know anything about that day?

Something even she didn’t know?

Matthew didn’t answer her, but held her head again and kissed her lips. Dolores wanted to ask what had happened, so she pushed him back with both hands, “Uh…. Tell me… Do you know something?”

Her resistance resulted in a more brutal kiss from him. He stubbornly pressed his lips together, leaving her no room to breathe, no room to speak.

His passion was too much for such a small space.

He moved closer and Dolores had to pull back. Suddenly he slammed the bathroom door behind her, making noise.

Coral and Jessica, who were with Simona in the living room, looked toward the bathroom at the same time.

They were experienced people and seemed to understand what was going on inside the bathroom.

Coral smiled, “Ah! Young people.”

Jessica wasn’t as happy as Coral, she just felt disappointed and frustrated.

She took a spoonful of egg custard and handed it to Simona, “They’re already divorced, this isn’t right.”

“So what? They can remarry.” Coral felt they were adjusting to each other.

She had never seen Matthew be so patient with a woman.

Especially after Dolores left, his mood was like a stormy day, he was easily angered and annoyed.

She had never seen him behave so violently.

Jessica said lightly, “It’s not that easy.”

The two children were the biggest obstacle.

She didn’t think someone like Matthew was going to accept the children.

Not just Matthew, most men weren’t going to accept them.

It wasn’t that every woman in the world was dead, why she found a woman who had two children.

To be fair, if his son was alive and found a woman with two children to be his wife, he would have been uncomfortable.

Besides, a family like the Nelsons’ was never going to go along with this.

They had a huge and powerful family business; they were never going to allow outsiders in.

Coral saw the disagreement in Jessica’s eyes. She was angry that the divorce between Dolores and Matthew had ended up becoming a stumbling block in Jessica’s heart.

“Don’t worry, everything will be fine after a few days.” Coral thought, after Samuel gets better, she will take him to meet Jayden, Jayden will let her see and find out if those two children were Matthew’s or not.

Coral still thought the children were Matthew’s since they looked so much like Matthew looked when he was young.

Wasn’t there some kind of DNA test that could give the answers?

She had heard that it could be checked by just getting a lock of hair.

Coral looked toward the bathroom, “You fixed his marriage, of course it was a good thing.”

Hearing this, Jessica raised her head to look at Coral as if she wanted to say something, but thought otherwise. She sighed softly, not wanting to mention the past and looked down again. She just continued to quietly feed Simona egg custard.

In the bathroom, Dolores was panting heavily, her face flushed. She was about to be choked to death by Matthew. She slapped him away, but he didn’t stop the wild kisses.

Dolores folded her arms and bit down hard.

Matthew gasped in pain and his strength slackened. Dolores took the opportunity to push him away, “We’re home.”

There were people outside and it was embarrassing if they found out.

Matthew wasn’t angry at being pushed, but looked at her and asked, “So I can do it when we’re not home?” Dolores had no answer.

“You…” She was silent for a long time and choked out three words, “I hate you.”

Matthew smiled slightly and reached out to touch her red, swollen lips, “Why do you hate me?”

Dolores lowered her head, how was he so brazen?

What about his image?

What about reputation?

Didn’t he care about his reputation?

Was he a bully?

“I don’t need him.”

Dolores was speechless.

Dolores looked at him dumbfounded. How did he know what she was thinking?

Was he reading her mind?

Matthew cleared his throat and said solemnly, “It’s written plainly on your face.” “What?” asked Dolores.

“Stinking bully.”

Dolores looked at him for the first time when he spoke seriously.

She quickly averted her gaze, not daring to look at him and denied, “No.” His voice was very low and lacked any confidence.

It was exactly what she had just called out in her heart a moment ago.

Just then, the phone in Matthew’s pocket rang.

Without even looking to check, Matthew seemed to already know who was calling. He had just watched the video and hadn’t had time to call back. This must have made her impatient and she called Matthew.

Seeing that he didn’t answer the call, Dolores asked, “Your phone rang, aren’t you going to answer it?”

Matthew slowly reached up and smoothed her messy cleavage, “You go out first.”

Dolores nodded, turned around, opened the door and stepped out.

His face sank as the bathroom door closed behind Dolores. There was no smile on her face, just an infinite coldness.

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