Chapter 134: Chapter 134



Matthew hit the brakes in time and didn’t hit the person who suddenly appeared.

Sampson stepped in front of the car. His gaze lingered on Dolores for a moment. Indeed, she and Matthew were together again.

Even with him hiding the truth he discovered this year, he couldn’t help that she and Matthew were back together.

He looked sad, “I want to talk to you.”

Dolores wasn’t prepared to see him appear so suddenly.

Until now, Dolores had deliberately avoided thinking or asking about the matter.

His appearance told her that what she was trying not to think about had really happened and that the brotherly Sampson in her mind had changed.

He had become someone she couldn’t even recognize.

It even scared her.

“Get out of the way.” Matthew’s eyes were grim and his tone was cold enough to shatter glass.

Sampson didn’t back down, but glared at Dolores, “Lola, how many years have we known each other? I admit, this time it was my fault. I’m really sorry for you, but to be fair, I treated you well before.”

“When I met you, you were a teenager. You played brave and strong for your brother, for your mother. You were so sensible for your age that it distressed people, do you remember?”

Dolores clenched her hand tightly and held her breath, not moving from her spot. In the past there was only hurt and pain. Her brother’s death was a wound that never healed.

“Then you came back here to get married. Do you know why I came back here? Because of you.” She smiled bitterly, “Later you got divorced and had a car accident. Then I drove you away. Do you remember those dark days? When you were trying to keep your children safe, when you were going through all that pain, who was there for you all that time? Who helped you take care of your mother and took care of you?”

He recounted snippets of the times he had spent with her before, trying to tell her that he sincerely cared about her and liked her.

He couldn’t make her love him, but ended up making her hate him.

“Do you really hate me, is there no affection for me in your heart?”

“Stop it.” Dolores closed her eyes. She couldn’t deny what he was saying.

He had hurt her, but she could not deny the good he had done for her in the past and how kind he had been to her.

She trembled uncontrollably, “What do you mean, just say it.”

Now that they had gotten to where they were, there was no turning back.

What he said was only to arouse her emotional affection for him.

He had once been kind to her.

Sampson smiled. He knew that as long as Dolores agreed to his request, everything between them would go up in smoke.

But there was no going back. None at all.

“Leave the Herbert Family alone.”

Dolores frowned-where was that coming from?

“What do you mean?” Dolores was puzzled.

Sampson glared at Matthew, “You don’t know, but he does.”

Matthew’s thoughts were caught up in Sampson’s words. Come to think of it, even though he was destined to be with Dolores, he had only heard about her past and had never participated in any of it.

He had always avoided knowing his past, what he had been through and the kind of men he had known.

At this moment, she had the urge to know.

She leaned back and leaned her elbow on the car window casually. Sampson’s actions made him feel great contempt, “What is this, you dare to do things, but you dare not take responsibility? And now you use these methods to survive?”

“I am willing to take full responsibility. Let Mary go and let the Herbert Family go. You did that to her; don’t you feel guilty?”

Sampson’s hands that hung beside his body clenched into fists.

In her knowledge, Matthew was not a good person, he showed no mercy to the woman who had once been with him.

Dolores was confused, what had happened?

Why didn’t she know anything?

Matthew scoffed and did not respond to Sampson’s words.

His lack of empathy, even human empathy, for her was because he had done things to erase his affection for her time and time again.

This time he had really crossed the line.

Maybe some people could tolerate that, but some people couldn’t!

Dolores frowned and couldn’t help but ask, “What the hell is going on?” Sampson asked her to look at the news headlines.

To understand the confusion, Dolores pulled out her phone to skim the news for the past two days. It was all about Samuel’s kidnapping.

All guns were pointed at the Herbert Family, saying they were thugs.

Dolores instantly sorted out the details of the affair.

That day Samuel said that Matthew had asked him to deliberately let himself go.

It turned out to be a drama.

Now the Herbert Family’s reputation was damaged, so Sampson came to ask her to get Matthew to let himself be carried away by the Herbert Family.

Seriously, she hadn’t expected Matthew to do this.

She was confused.

“Lola…”

Dolores opened the car door to get out. Matthew grabbed her hand, apparently not wanting her to get out. Dolores smiled at him, “I’ll just say a few words.” Matthew stared at her for a couple of seconds and then slowly let go of her hand.

Dolores got out of the car and walked over to Sampson. She looked at his face, which was suddenly so strange to her. She had known him for a long time, but she didn’t know his heart at all.

“Have you changed? Or is it that I never knew you?” unknowingly, his eyes turned red, “You must think I’m heartless. You’ve known me for so long and cared for me, but I still don’t want to accept you…actually, I’ve thought about being with you and you don’t know it, but your mother has come looking for me. She thinks we are not right for each other and she doesn’t want me to be with you. Your sister was very hostile to me. So, even though I promised you, we will still be far apart.”

Her misty eyes disappointed him, “I’m telling you this, not to explain, but so that you won’t think I’m a cruel and unfair person. Let us be strangers when we meet again in the future. I also think we should part with a good impression of each other in our hearts, after all, we exist in each other’s world.”

Sampson frowned; her heart was extremely agitated. Had her mother sought her out?

“So, you don’t dislike me, it’s only because of my sister and my mother…”

“No.” Dolores interrupted him, “I don’t like you. If you didn’t have your mother and sister, I would have agreed to try to be with you. But it would have been just to repay you for being nice to me. I don’t like you, much less love you.” He didn’t like me and he knew it all too well.

Hope was lost and Sampson felt miserable.

“I promise.” Dolores made the decision.

After speaking, she turned away.

“Wait…” Sampson stopped her, “Do you remember…?”

“Stop talking.” Dolores interrupted him because he just wanted to talk about the past again.

She didn’t want to listen to him anymore, it was all over here. There was nothing more to talk about.

Sampson had impulsively wanted to tell her the truth, but he calmed down after being interrupted and looked at Matthew, whose lips curved into a mocking, sarcastic smile.

“Matthew, you’re no better than me.” He had his own flesh and blood in front of him, but he didn’t know? How sad was that?

Matthew was lazy to answer him and started the car.

As the car passed, Sampson turned his body to the side and as the car passed him, he said through the window, “Don’t keep giving sincerity like a fool and be blind to what’s in front of your eyes.” Dolores turned to look at him.

What did he mean?

.

.

.