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The old man was playing mysterious: âWhen you see the person you will know who it is. Now eat your food well.â
âSo when can he come back?â Dolores asked.
She was slightly excited, she was also full of questions, âDo I know this person?â
âI see that you are normally quite quiet and calm, why are you so anxious now?â
The old manâs tone was serious, âAs the saying goes, impatience spoils great plans.â
The old man stood up, âEat well, Iâll go back to the house first.â
Dolores nodded, she had been too anxious. For him to tell her all this today, meant he was willing to tell her everything she wanted to know.
Now she just had to wait patiently for her sister to arrive, and maybe the fog and confusion around her would clear.
Compared to the silence in the back, the front enclosure was very crowded.
Since Dolores wanted to stay behind, Charles didnât leave as well. He didnât bring many people, only his assistant Tom had followed. Compared to the large number of people surrounding Matthew, Matthew seemed weaker.
The stream trickled, the surface of the water glistened, like countless stars falling into the river.
The two children, Armand and Theresa, were playing a game of chess, Matthew stood alone on the bridge and looked out into the back enclosure.
The farm was different from the city. In the city, lights were everywhere. Here, once night fell, everything was pitch black. Only in the moonlight could one see the surroundings.
At this moment, the back enclosure was very dark, I could not see anything, moreover, Doloresâ shadow. Su put his hands in his pocket, but did not retract his gaze, as if waiting for her appearance.
âI didnât expect Mr. Nelson and his wifeâs relationship to be so good.â Charles rolled his wheelchair over, and stopped by the riverbank, and smiled slightly, âA saying goes that a day spent not knowing each other feels like three yearsâ¦â
Matthewâs expression in the shadow darkened and brightened. He turned around coolly, and glared at him, âI think Mr. White should go be the paparazzi, so concerned about other peopleâs private affairs. Staying in White City would be a waste for such talent.â
Charlesâ expression changed slightly, but in the darkness of the night, no one could tell. âInstead, Iâm curious, Mr. Nelson, why did you let the two children follow the wifeâs last name? Unless, when Miss Flores gave birth to them, did Mr. Nelson have no idea at all?â
In these days, Charles had gotten some information from Samuel, was that when Dolores gave birth to her children, Matthew and she had divorced.
Therefore, the two children followed Doloresâ last name.
Charles laughed, âI thought I didnât stand a chance, I guess I do now.â
Matthewâs gaze flickered to the side and he noticed that there was a shadow by the door. It was a small shadow, and when the little person noticed him peeking out, he immediately ducked out of sight. She raised her eyebrows slightly, she could already guess who it was, but she didnât let on that she had noticed something.
He raised his eyes, his handsome face carried a tinge of coldness, his expression was dark, âThat will depend on whether Mr. White has the capabilities.â
Charles chuckled lightly, âAny chance is better than none, wouldnât you say, Mr. Nelson? I still have a chance, which means I have to thank you Mr. Nelson.â
Matthew approached slowly, each step was steady and sure, as he passed Charles, his lips lifted slightly, âMy wife, she doesnât like cripples, if you want to chase her, get up first.â
Finishing his words, without a second glance, he left.
The smile on Charlesâ face could not continue any longer. Not being able to walk, was the greatest pain in his heart.
His fingers on the handles slowly tightened, the veins in his hands surfaced, he was so angry.
Matthewâs footsteps, slowly stopped, still not looking, he knew Charlesâ face was very terrible, âMr. White, anger is bad for your health.â
Disdainfully, he continued walking, just as he approached the door, he glanced at the door, on the floor was a small shadow. This height and size definitely belonged to a child.
And here there were only two children, Samuel and Simona.
Simona was an innocent child, she definitely wouldnât think of spying on him, but the other one?
Needless to say, it was definitely Samuel.
He sighed lightly, when would this child clear up her misunderstandings towards him?
But he had definitely done wrong.
He had abandoned them first, whether he knew it or not, he was still in the wrong.
It was his negligence that had caused what happened.
To calm his anger and hatred, it would take time.
But it was a good thing there was still time in the future.
Only when Matthew was gone did Samuel dare to go outside. He looked at the disappearing silhouette in the doorway, his gaze changed slightly, his hands hanging at his side tensed.
Only after a moment did he manage to return to calm and walked out the door.
He glanced at Charles, who stood by the shore, and beckoned to him.
âMr. White.â
Samuel approached.
Samuel was unlike any other five-year-old boy. He was thoughtful and intelligent. When Charles tried to ask him for something, he sensed it too. But he was willing to use Charles to let Matthew know that his mother was very popular. If he wanted to come back to haunt her, he had to make an effort and be sincere.
Otherwise, there were a lot of people who wanted to pursue his mother. Although Charles wasnât able to walk, he wasnât bad looking, and he was capable too. So she had taken the opportunity when Charles was trying to get information out of her, to let him know that Dolores and Matthew were no ordinary marriage.
His goal was to let Charles know that he had a chance to become Matthewâs competitor.
To make Matthew feel threatened.
Charles had thought he had gotten some advantageous news for himself through Samuel.
What he didnât know, was that Samuel had been using him, to prevent Matthew from pursuing Dolores again.
From this, Matthew would realize the importance of Dolores, and treat her better next time.
Once that happened, they could live together as a happy family.
Charles had thought he had used Samuel, but what he didnât know was that, instead, he had been used by Samuel and his cunning had been overcome.
It wasnât that Charles was stupid, it was that Samuel was just a five year old, he wouldnât have thought a five year old could be so full of tricks.
âThe weather is turning cold, why didnât you put on more clothes before you went out?â. Charles held his annoyance and put back his slight smile.
Samuel lowered his head to look at his suit and let out a small laugh, âI was in a hurry to get out, I didnât catch up on that, is Uncle White alone out here?â
He had asked it intentionally. In fact, he had already overheard their conversation.
âYour father.â Charles looked at him, âYou still have some opinion about your father, donât you?â
âHe had abandoned us in the past, of course I have feelings for him, and that something is very strong.â
Charles laughed, âBut, after all, he is still your father.â
Samuel pretended not to care and said coldly, âWho knows.â
He changed the subject, âDude, do you want me to push you?â.
âNo need, I can do it myself.â
Samuel stepped aside to let him pass, when Charles had moved on his own and headed back into the house, then followed behind him slowly. As he walked he looked at Charles, he was using this man to let Matthew know that his mom was very popular, and to treat his mom right, he didnât want his mom to be next to a cripple.
He definitely wouldnât accept this man being next to his mom.
Samuel inhaled deeply, even though he was mad at Matthew, he still expected him to be with his mom.
He was only a family when his own mother and father were together.
That much was clear to him.
But now he was worried that this couldnât be controlled by him.
He was only a child, and he had limited abilities.
His thoughts wandered as he returned to his room, though the facilities were old, but it was quiet and suitable for rest.
He jumped onto his bed and lay down with all four paws outstretched, and muttered, âWhen will Mommy come out.â He missed her.
Creeak At that moment the bedroom door opened, he instantly sat up and looked toward the door.
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