At this moment, Dolores could feel her heartbeat hammering. As she was about to ask why she was here, she found she couldnât make a sound as her lips parted. In the hallway, Matthew looked back at Boyce. âGo back to your room.â
Boyce understood what he meant in a second. Without a word, he headed straight for his room.
The light was a little dim in the hallway. Dolores could clearly hear his heartbeat, but she couldnât tell if it was hers or his.
âWhy are you here?â she finally calmed down and found her tongue after Matthew walked up two floors with her in his arms.
Matthew didnât answer.
Dolores stared at his face swept by light and shadow and asked, âDid you come looking for me?â
She couldnât help but grab the back of his neck, hoping he would give her a positive answer.
However, she feared her wish would come to nothing. âDo you have something to do here?â she asked again.
Matthew was still not speaking. His silence made Dolores uncomfortable. She hesitated and felt afraid. Then she cautiously asked, âWhatâs the matter with you?â
At that moment, they had arrived at the apartment that was fully booked by Matthew. Boyce had already sent the other men to their rooms. Now, Boyce was hiding in Samuel and Simonaâs room. Matthew pushed open a door, went in and locked the door from the inside. Then, with Dolores in his arms, he carried her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed.
Dolores didnât dare speak anymore. Her silence made her panic.
Matthew looked at her silently. She didnât like to wear make-up, so she always looked neat and pure. If she wore jeans and a T-shirt, others would even mistake her for a college student. No one could see that she was already a mother of two.
However, she was now well-dressed. In addition to her purity, she looked more charming. When she looked around, she was charming.
At that moment, she was sitting on the bed. As soon as she looked down, she could see her chest in the deep V-neckline. Her chest was fair, tender and plump.
This woman was dressing in front of another man while his children and he lost their appetite and couldnât sleep because of her disappearance. He wondered what she wanted.
Had she fallen in love with that cripple?
âWhat were you doing with that cripple just now?â As soon as she remembered her and Charles whispering so intimately to each other, she lost control.
Was she blind?
How could she fall in love with a cripple?
Dolores was bewildered. Then she realized that âcrippleâ meant Charles. She had never seen him so manly. For some reason, she wanted to burst out laughing.
âItâs quite complicated. I canât explain it simplyâ¦â
Staring at her red lips that kept parting and closing, Matthew leaned down and pressed his own to them hard. He squeezed the back of her head in a commanding manner, making her attend to him. He interrupted her unfinished words.
She didnât want to hear anything from that man at all.
At the thought of how intimate she was with Charles, she acted more sharply. His overbearing temper overwhelmed her.
Dolores opened her eyes. Her face flushed deeply. She wanted to push him away.
She could hardly breathe.
However, he didnât want to let go of her at all. It seemed he wouldnât stop until he had swallowed her into his stomach.
âHmm-â Helplessly, Dolores bit his lower lip. Matthew felt the sharp pain and released her for the moment. But soon after, he kissed her again.
Between her lips and teeth there was the taste of blood.
âYou reject my kiss, donât you?â asked Matthew in a low voice.
Dolores wanted to deny it. It was because his kiss was too passionate, and she felt almost suffocated. However, when she opened her mouth, a sound came out that she couldnât control. âEhnâ It was a seductive moan.
However, Matthew mistook her for admitting it.
As punishment, he bit her tongue. Their mouths probably tasted more like blood.
He sucked on her tongue, swallowed her sweet saliva and blood, his adamâs apple bobbing.
The scene was extremely passionate.
Dolores felt both pained and aggrieved. She had experienced so much hardship, but why was he treating her like this as soon as he saw her?
She kept asking herself why.
He thought she had no feelings, didnât he?
âMatthew Nelson, do you think Iâm with a bastion of iron and Iâm not going to feel any pain no matter how much you attack me?â
He heard her sobs as she spoke. Slowly, he released her lips.
In a few minutes, her red lips were tortured until they became ruddy and swollen.
Tears welled in her eyes. Pinching his chin, she asked, âDo you feel any pain? How can you feel any pain? Do you know how much I worried and missed you when you disappeared in the last few days?
Every time Simona asked about you, do you know what I told her to lie to her? I told her that you were playing hide-and-seek with us and that we should go look for you. However, what were you doing during that time?â. As he spoke, he looked her up and down little by little. He showed a sneer of contempt from his throat. âYou were having fun with another man-how could you feel pain?â
âNo, I wasnât!â Dolores immediately denied it. She would not admit to anything she had done.
âI was forced to do it!â She finally managed to get away from Sampson. If it werenât for Charles, she doubted she could have survived.
âI almost died. What right do you have to interrogate me and suspect me? Who do you think you are?â Even she didnât blink, tears fell from her eyes.
âSimona and Samuel areâ¦â She covered her heart. âThey are my own life, how could I not miss them and care about them? Since they were born, I never separated from them for so long. I tried my best to take care of them because they are my children, flesh of my body. When I couldnât see them, I missed them all the time. I wondered if they would go hungry, if they would wear enough clothes, and if they would be taken care of. I wondered if I would die and never be able to see them again.â
Matthew looked at how stricken she was and pulled her into his arms. Kissing her forehead and her hair, he pitied her silently.
âIâm sorryâ¦â He wildly kissed her eyes and tears.
Dolores didnât calm down until a good while later. Matthew was still rubbing her temples and hair and kissing her cheeks and the corners of her eyes. âYouâre a married woman. You canât go near any other man. I donât like it.â
Dolores looked down slightly. She could feel how much he loved and cared for her, but there was so much in his love. She still didnât have the guts to open her heart to him.
âMatthew, can you accept me?â
She hinted at his family background and identity.
âCan you accept Samuel and Simona?â she couldnât help but shed tears again.
Matthewâs arms around her trembled slightly. âSix years ago, in room 1908, Kong-Tsing Hotel, Country Aâ¦â
Doloresâ body tensed. She wondered how he had come to know those details.
She pulled him aside and snapped, âDid you investigate me?â
Only a few knew about this matter. How did Matthew know?
This affair was an ache in her heart that she never dared to talk about, it was also shame and humiliation that she was never willing to talk about.
It was also a secret deep in her heart that could not be exposed.
Matthew had to take a step back from her thrust. Two steps away from her, he noticed her panic, her loss, her shame and her rejection.
âIn those years, your mother and little brother were in a car accident. You needed money, so someone introduced youâ¦â
âStop it!â Dolores interrupted him, pushing him like a madman. âGo away! Go away! I donât want to listen to you!â
Matthew grabbed her hands restlessly. âYou sold yourself to a man just for money to save your mother and brother.â
She felt ashamed and hesitant, not knowing what to do. She even wanted to hide from him. She felt as if she were stripped and standing in front of him, naked. As if the erotic scene and passionate sex were revealed before him, who was watching and teasing her.
She was trembling all over her body and could not even utter a complete sentence. âAre you happy now, are you satisfied now, do you have a great sense of accomplishment in tearing my scar and enjoying watching me?â
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