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Samuel pulled Dolores to the front on purpose. They followed Matthew and Samuel took Simonaâs hand, âSimona, let me hold your hand, can you?â
Simona shook her head, âI want daddy to hold mine.â Samuel was speechless.
Why was this little girl oblivious to anything?
Samuel sighed. This matter could not be rushed. He planned to get them together when he had the chance.
In fact, he wanted to hold his sisterâs hand so his father could hold his motherâs hand.
Who knew his sister was uncooperative.
His wishes had failed.
There were a few cars parked at the entrance to the village. Charles was sitting in a wheelchair, standing in the front of the car, as it was difficult for him to walk on the road. It was uncomfortable for a person in a wheelchair to stay there, so he left the village first.
âAt last I meet you again.â Charlesâ vision stayed with Dolores.
Dolores smiled kindly, âThank you for Mr. Whiteâs help.â She didnât worry about him.
She was new to the place. It couldnât be said that they hadnât known each other for a long time, but after Charlesâ words, they seemed quite close.
Charles laughed, and after looking at Matthew, who had a dull face, his smile was even brighter, âYou used to call me Charles, why do you call me Mr. White now, is it because of him?â
He didnât know why he felt happy when Matthew was angry.
It was hard enough for him to take advantage of him in business and tease him.
However, she could make him angry through Dolores.
Dolores could see through Charlesâ mind instantly.
Even though she was at odds with Matthew, she could still tell the difference between right and wrong. If she responded to Charles by calling him by name, Matthew would feel uncomfortable.
She would do no such thing.
Dolores smiled kindly, âMr. White saved me and I still remember him. It is hard to refuse Mr. Whiteâs idea of calling you by name. However, now I am married. Itâs a little awkward to call you by name, Mr. White wonât put me to any difficulty, will he?â
Matthewâs dull face turned into a happy one.
Charles had nothing left to say.
He wanted to make Matthew feel embarrassed, but he felt he had hit himself with a stone.
Charles answered reluctantly as he found it hard to reject Doloresâ idea.
âWhat Miss Flores said is true.â
Dolores didnât want to make Charles ashamed too since it was by fate, she could meet him. Besides, Charles saved her. He took good care of her during that time. âAfter we get back, let me invite Mr. White as a token of thanks for bringing me to this placeâ¦â
She turned her head and looked at Matthew so he could understand her intention.
Dolores hoped Matthew could understand her better.
âYouâre welcome. I will definitely accept your invitation.â Charles was happier now.
Dolores still worried about his honor.
Matthewâs face was once again subdued.
Dolores didnât look at Matthew, however, to notice his change after the words he had said.
She was still angry with Matthew, as she did not know what she had done wrong and made him angry. She had hoped that Matthew could talk everything over with her bluntly. Why did he turn his back on her all of a sudden?
Did he change his mind so quickly?
Dolores was very sad. She grabbed Samuelâs hand, âCome on. Letâs get in the car now.â
Samuel could feel the transformation of his motherâs mood. He knew she was in a bad mood.
He followed Dolores obediently. However, he did not get into the car. Instead, he planned to get into Boyceâs car in the back. Samuel tugged at his mother, âMom, I want to ride in that car. This car is more comfortable. The space is bigger too. Iâll ride in this car with Simona.â
âYes, doesnât mom ride with us? We have been separated for a long time. I miss you.â Simona ran to her and hugged Doloresâ leg.
The girl looked up and blinked expectantly.
Samuel gave his sister a silent thumbs-up. At last he had done her a favor.
Simona loved Matthew very much. She would get into this car, too. Dolores, however, had no desire to see Matthew.
âHeâd be full as sardinesâ¦â
âItâs not full at all. The space is very big. We can sleep inside. There is also a sofa with a TV. This car is very comfortable.â Simona persuaded her mother forcefully.
Matthewâs rigid face tightened. If there were no stranger, he would surely pull Doloresâ collar and ask if she wanted to be so far away from himâ¦.
He tried to tolerate it. Ignoring Doloresâ objection, he hugged her by the wrist and pulled her closer to the car. âWhat car do you want to ride in if not with your children?â.
Dolores twisted her body and used her elbow to keep Matthew from approaching her, âItâs not that I donât want to ride next to my children, itâs that I donât want to be a bother to you.â
âWhy do you say that?â Matthew said that next to her ear. His voice was low. Only Dolores could hear it.
Dolores closed her lips and was silent. She thought Matthew had ignored her first, why was it like it was all her fault?
âStay away from that man. We had already returned the favor, why do you want to invite him to lunch? Look at his annoyed look now.â
She hoped she could break Charlesâ smiling face.
âHeâs taken good care of me, whatâs wrong if I buy him a meal?â Dolores pushed Matthew away with her elbow. She pretended nothing had happened. Then she lifted her daughter and took her sonâs hand, and climbed into the car.
Matthew ached from the nudge she gave him with her elbow.
This woman â!
âHahahaha!â
Armand laughed uncontrollably.
It was the first time he had ever seen someone give him a hard look and nudge him.
He would like to go ahead and ask if he felt the pain.
âHahahahahaha.ââ-
Matthew raised an eyebrow and glared at Armand, âArenât you afraid of hurting your tongue?â.
After these words, he got into the car.
The smile on Armandâs face was frozen. He did nothing. It was just a smile, wasnât it?
Besides, would a tongue hurt so easily?
âIdiot.â Theresa gave him a disrespectful look. She quickly turned to Boyce, âBoyce, can I come with you?â
Boyce looked at Armand, who was flabbergasted, and grinned mischievously, âYeah, sure.â
âBoyce!â Armand ran over to Boyce and tugged on his collar, âAre you a friend of mine?â
Boyce held out his hands, âShe came and got me. I canât refuse a girl, can I?â
âGo away!â Armand shoved him. Boyce took a step back.
Boyce smiled. In fact, he didnât want to let Theresa go with him. He just wanted to make Armand angry on purpose.
He didnât care if it was true love. However, it could be seen that Armand loved Theresa. He treated her differently than the women he had been in a relationship with before.
âThere are other people in my car. I think youâd better go with Armand.â Boyce reluctantly held out his hands and approached Theresa, âYou see, if I let you ride with me, heâll kill me.â
He made a death gesture with his hand as he spoke.
Theresa was speechless.
She couldnât believe she couldnât get another car when there were so many cars. However, she really couldnât get another car. They were all turning her down.
âMiss Theresa, please donât give us a hard time. You see, we are all rude people. Itâs not proper for a girl like you to ride with us. Perhaps you could ride with Mr. Bernie?â
Theresa glared at Armand, who was pleased. He walked quickly to the car. As she wanted to open the door, Armandâs voice was heard, âThe family has been separated for so many days. Do you think itâs wise to disturb them?â
Theresa stopped his movement. Indeed, it was not convenient to disturb them. Besides, Dolores seemed to be arguing with Matthew.
âGet in my car.â Armand hugged her from behind.
âArmand!â Theresa struggled-why was this man so annoying?
Armand didnât care about her resistance. He pushed her into his car. Theresa still insisted on getting out of the car. Armand threatened her, âThere are a lot of people here, donât make me act rude.â
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