Chapter 164: Chapter 164



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He looked calmly at ‘Dolores’, “What do you want me to do?”.

‘Dolores’ heart sped up sharply. Matthew’s expressions were obviously calm, but he looked inexplicably horrified, “He . didn’t do it on purpose. Forget it.”

“Thank you! Really, thank you for being so generous!” The waiter thanked again and again as he pushed his cart towards the door to leave. As he closed the door behind him, he looked at ‘Dolores’ but there were no good feelings towards her in his heart.

Even a dog would threaten others based on the power of its master. Obviously, if Matthew was not beside her, who would have recognized that person?

‘Dolores’ reached over to hold his arm, “Matthew…”

“Aren’t you hungry? Let’s eat.” Matthew ignored her touch.

‘Dolores’ hands hung in the air stiffly. It was obvious that Matthew had just rejected her intimacy. But he had just promised her to have a child.

“Matthew, are you angry?” ‘Dolores’ probed him warily.

Matthew pulled up a chair, without looking at her, and said lightly, “No, let’s eat.”

Seeing that he was not angry, ‘Dolores’ repressed her restless heart. she restrained herself with difficulty and sat down to eat quietly.

Matthew put vegetables on her plate, “Eat more.”

Dolores blushed and felt a little shy. It turned out that Matthew treated Dolores quite well.

Happiness bloomed in her heart.

For things to go well, she hadn’t been able to eat well or sleep well these days. Now that she had arrived at Matthew’s side without any problems, she felt very relaxed. Her appetite was naturally better when she was in a good mood and ate a lot.

Matthew handed her a glass of water, “Eat slowly.”

‘Dolores’ felt very happy to be able to live with Matthew and sit with him eating like this. She took a few sips of the water after receiving it. Then, perhaps because she felt happy that Matthew gave it to her, she drank some more. After drinking a couple more mouthfuls, she said softly to Matthew, “Can you stay here with me today?” Matthew nodded.

Dolores was so happy that she forgot about everything else. She even forgot that she had sprained her ankle. She got up from the chair and staggered, her belly hit the table and ached. He frowned, “It hurts.”

She opened her eyes, looking at Matthew, wishing he would comfort her.

Just then, Matthew’s phone rang and he pulled out his phone, looking at the caller ID. It was the villa’s landline. He didn’t pick it up immediately, but waited for ‘Dolores’ to return to the room to rest.

Reluctantly, ‘Dolores’ flipped through the screen of her phone, “Who is it?”.

“It’s from the company. Why, do you want to interfere?” her voice turned cold.

Don’t be angry or arrogant.

Not wanting to anger him, ‘Dolores’ pouted, “No, I’ll just go back to the room.”

Dolores limped back to the room. The smile on her face disappeared without a trace as soon as she closed the door behind her.

Why was Matthew so temperamental?

Sometimes he treated her well and other times he was so impatient. Did he like Dolores or not?

‘Dolores’ was puzzled, wondering what kind of attitude this was.

In the living room, Matthew watched the bedroom door close before heading to the window to answer the knock.

Samuel’s voice came in as soon as the call connected, “Where’s my mom?” The first thing he said was a question.

Jessica had told him that his mommy and daddy were on a business trip, but he didn’t believe it. His mommy would never go on a business trip with Matthew without telling him and his sister first.

And she went on a business trip without clothes and other daily necessities?

That didn’t fit with common sense.

Matthew’s fingers suddenly clenched into a fist, causing the blue veins on the back of his hand to become prominent. Extreme emotion filled his heart; he didn’t know how Dolores was doing right now, where she was, if she was safe or if she was hurt.

He knew nothing. Something had happened that he could not control. He blamed himself and worried.

His voice trembled slightly, “She’s on a business trip with me…”

“Don’t lie to me. I’m not as easy to fool as my sister, where’s mom? If she’s really with you, let me talk to her.” Samuel interrupted him, his voice a little hoarse, “If she’s with you, why don’t her calls connect? Doesn’t she know I’m worried about her, that I miss her? If she knew she would never do that.” The boy’s mind was so meticulous that he couldn’t hide it.

Matthew didn’t know how to tell him.

He had never been so lost.

At Samuel’s questioning, he was speechless.

“Samuel…”

“You don’t need to explain. Just tell me exactly where my mom has gone or if she’s in danger. Please tell me. I’ve never been away from her since I was born. I’m the only man in my house, I promised to protect her…”

In the huge living room of the villa, Samuel was standing by the sofa, looking very small, his eyes red and teary. “Tell me.”

Matthew pondered for a moment, then said quietly, “I’ll have Abbott pick you up.”

“Okay.” Samuel hung up the phone.

Matthew hung up the phone in a daze until a beep sounded indicating the arrival of a text message. Only when the reminder sounded did he click on the message to read it.

It was Boyce, who had brought the doctor and was waiting at the door to ask if he could come up.

He looked at the time. By this time, ‘Dolores’ should have fallen asleep.

So as not to be discovered, he opened the door to make sure she was asleep and then sent a message to Boyce to come upstairs to the doctor.

Opening the door, Boyce ushered in a man who appeared to be in his late forties or early fifties and was wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

“This is the cosmetic surgeon I have. He’s been in the cosmetic surgery business for over twenty years…”

Matthew sat down on the couch. Leaning back, he scrunched his eyebrows with one hand and interrupted Boyce with the other. He wasn’t interested in such things, “You take it up with him.”

Boyce could see he was in a bad mood, so he didn’t continue. He led the way to the cosmetic surgeon, letting him into the room to see ‘Dolores’.

The doctor had listened to Boyce’s explanation and had brought some small tools with him when he arrived. He used a small flashlight to illuminate ‘Dolores’ nose, which was translucent. He touched her cheeks, jaw, forehead and other facial features: “The bridge of the nose is filled in. The eyes have been opened wider, the bones have been shaved and many teeth have been fixed. The facial features have basically been moved…”.

Boyce looked serious: “How long does it take to do someone like this?”

“If you want a natural recovery, it can take up to three or four years, otherwise the face will be very stiff. However, the person who operated on her has a good skill and left almost no flaws. If you don’t look closely, you can’t see that she has had plastic surgery.”

Boyce walked the cosmetic surgeon to the door and handed him a stack of money, “Thank you. I hope you won’t discuss today’s matter with anyone but me.”

“I understand. Don’t worry, I don’t want to cause trouble for myself.” The cosmetic surgeon accepted the money and left.

Boyce turned around and looked at the man sitting on the couch. He was on the phone with Abbott to send him to the villa.

Boyce closed the door, walked in and sat down across from him. He waited for him to hang up the call and said, “It’s plastic surgery.”

Matthew wasn’t surprised, as he had expected it.

“I asked the doctor. To do it like this and let it recover naturally, it would have taken at least three or four years. That long…” Boyce said earnestly, “I’m afraid this isn’t going to be easy.”

“Who is this woman, how could she have stayed incognito for so long to impersonate Miss Flores?”

Matthew thought of the people who hated Dolores. They were few people; Beulah was dead, Maria was locked up and then there was Beulah’s daughter who had disappeared six years ago.

After disappearing for six years, she could have this much time.

And she had hatred for Dolores.

Which could be counted as a motive.

From the look on Matthew’s face, it seemed he already knew who the plastic surgery girl was. Boyce walked over and said, “Do you know who she is?”

“I’m still guessing and need to look into it before confirming.”

“So what are you going to do, how are you going to deal with her?” Boyce was simply defeated by this; he had thought Maria was pretty crazy.

Unexpectedly, there was someone even crazier than she was.

A woman.

Boyce shuddered.

He thought women were very scary creatures.

Matthew curved his upper lip in a fiercely cold, bloodthirsty arc.

How could such a woman deserve to have the same face as Dolores .

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