Chapter 128: Chapter 128



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Dolores took a wet wipe and handed it to him.

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

His daughter was doing this to him; shouldn’t Dolores wipe his face herself?

Dolores understood his look and reached out to wipe his face, but Simona tugged at the hem of his shirt, “Mommy, give it to me. I’ll wipe Daddy’s face.”

Matthew, “…”

Dolores looked at her daughter, her little eyes full of longing, pleading.

Simona put on her clothes and acted like a baby, “Mommy, I want to do it, let me do it.”

Dolores could not refuse. Just as she was about to give it to Simona, Matthew took it and wiped his face.

Dolores, “…”

She grumbled, “Is my daughter the devil?”

“Almost.”

Matthew wiped his face and handed the wet wipe back to Dolores, “I’m leaving.”

Simona frowned, thinking about the meaning of his words. When the door closed, she still hadn’t understood the meaning. She looked at Dolores and asked, “Mama, who’s the devil?”

“Nobody. Let’s eat.” Dolores picked her up and led her back to the table, “Listen to your grandmother.”

Simona turned her head and looked at the closed door, thinking about when her dad was coming back.

Jessica was feeding her, but she was too distracted to hear properly.

Her head was full of Matthew.

Dolores looked at her daughter and sighed deeply, what was she going to do with her, she thought.

But then again, for the moment she couldn’t take Simona away from Matthew. Her safety was the most important thing, so she could only take it easy.

Dolores carried a tray of food for Samuel to his room. With one hand she held the tray and with the other she opened the bedroom door. Samuel was standing by the window, holding the curtains, watching Matthew walk away.

“What are you looking at?” Dolores broke in.

Samuel hurried to close the curtains and shook his head, “Nothing. I was just bored in the house, so I was looking outside.”

“If you want to go out, then go out. The swelling on your face has gone down a lot, no one will be able to see it.” Leaving the food on the table, Dolores walked over and sat in the chair.

“No, it’s too ugly for anyone to see.” Samuel’s ego was quite large.

Dolores put the milk in front of him, “What do you want to eat tomorrow? I’ll fix it for you.”

Samuel shook his head and lowered his eyes. He stuffed his mouth full of rice, not really chewing, looking a little depressed.

Dolores came over, hugged him and said in a distressed tone, “Samuel, what’s wrong, does your head hurt?”

“No.” He was in a bad mood, not because he was hurt, but because Simona called that heartless man daddy.

He never raised them.

Why call him father?

He pecked at the rice with his chopsticks. Actually, when Simona had called Matthew daddy, he had felt a little uncomfortable.

“What’s wrong then?” Dolores looked at her son.

“It’s nothing. I’m just a little upset about my injury.”

Dolores kissed his head, “I’m sorry. I couldn’t protect you.”

“It’s not about you.” So as not to worry Dolores, Samuel pushed his emotions aside and began to eat well.

Matthew’s car pulled up in front of the SH Hotel.

He sat in the car and watched the video of Dolores being undressed. There was no sound on the video. Sampson was clearly saying something as he undressed her, but Matthew couldn’t pay attention to his words. His gaze was fixed on Sampson’s hands.

The corners of his eyes crinkled as he squinted slightly.

The video stopped as Sampson unbuttoned his pants.

He closed the video and called Abbott.

After connecting the call, Abbott immediately said, “Warner called me, I think he wanted to see you. I didn’t answer his call. I don’t think I will stop.”

If this matter was not resolved, the reputation of the Herbert Family was going to be completely ruined and their century-old family estate was going to be ruined.

“Get a man and send him to the SH Hotel.”

Abbott was a little confused by his response and fell silent.

What was this situation?

He didn’t react for a long time, “What kind of man do you want?” Handsome or ugly?

Tall or fat?

What did she want the man to do?

Did he want someone with a specific indulgence?

Matthew didn’t explain anything, he just said, “You have half an hour.”

After saying that, Matthew hung up the phone. Then he got out of the car and went into the hotel.

Maria had arrived there some time ago. Landon had forbidden her to go out, so she had sneaked out when no one was there.

Not only did she want Matthew, but she also wanted to gain Landon’s trust. If he took this opportunity right, maybe he could make Landon see what he was capable of. Warner wasn’t the only capable one in the Herbert Family.

To calm himself, he drank some wine. His face was flushed.

The doorbell rang.

Her heart leapt in her chest. She stood up quickly and walked over to the mirror to check if her clothes were in disarray or if her carefully done makeup was smudged.

She smiled at herself in the mirror. With her white teeth and red lips, she looked lovely and beautiful. Perfect.

Satisfied with her appearance, she went to open the door.

The man at the door was tall and handsome. However, his eyes were cold and lacked any warmth, looking at her as if she were a stranger.

Maria’s heart choked a little. She ached.

Repressing her emotions, she turned sideways, “Come in.”

Looking disheveled, both hands in his pockets, Matthew entered. Mary closed the door and turned to look at him. She looked at the man who fascinated her, her mind went blank for a moment. Then she rushed forward and hugged him from behind, “Matthew.”

Her face buried into his massive back, strong and warm.

She lost herself in his fragrance. She smelled so good.

Matthew released from her embrace unceremoniously and said coldly, “Say what you want. I don’t like easy women who throw themselves at men.”

Mary was not strong enough and Matthew easily let go of her arms.

She stood trembling on the spot, looking at Matthew, “What about Dolores then, is she more pure and noble than me?”

She sat up in bed and laughed, “At least I gave you my purity, what did she give you, two children not of your blood?”

She laughed, “Why, are you going to be their stepfather?” Matthew already knew all this and was not irritated at all.

He reached out and took the wine glass from the table. He swirled it in his hand, the blood red liquid swirled and rippled under his movements.

He put the glass under his nose and sniffed it lightly. It was fragrant and elegant, with no strong alcohol. “This wine doesn’t suit you.”

Mary reached over and put her arms around his shoulders, “What kind suits me?” Matthew didn’t answer her, just smiled slightly.

Coincidentally, the doorbell rang at that moment. Maria looked at Matthew, “Who is it?”.

“It’s for you. You’ll know it when you see it.”

Mary looked a little flattered, “You gave me a gift?”.

Matthew reached out and twirled a lock of her hair between his fingers. He smiled slightly, “You’ve given me a great gift, shouldn’t I return the favor?”.

Mary’s face paled in an instant, “What do you mean?”

Matthew held the lock of hair behind her ear, withdrew his hand and smiled, “What are you afraid of? You look prettier when you smile.”

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