Chapter 256: Chapter 256



A terrifying thunderclap pierced Lacey’s heart. She froze in place. She let go of her hands slowly. She wasn’t the perfect match for Charles, too. She was dirty. Her body was dirty.

She couldn’t match him, couldn’t match him anymore.

She was scared and lost. She was continually backing away. She worried that her filth would contaminate Charles.

She hated and grumbled at the person who coddled her and blamed the unfair fate she had.

“There is still time to get back on the right track,” Charles patiently advised her. He hoped she could reflect deeply and admit her mistakes.

Dolores would definitely give him a chance to turn over a new leaf, for she was kind.

“Ha ha ha…” Lacey laughed and her laughter was getting louder and louder. Her eyes were red.

She stared at Charles’ disappointed face, “You’ll be the one to realize your mistakes and correct his ways!”

Charles closed his eyes. He knew Lacey was beyond redemption.

She had done what she could with a clear conscience. If she insisted on walking a desperate path, no one could save her.

“I’ve done what I could. Please don’t blame me in the future and I hope you don’t regret what you’ve done.” Charles pulled out his phone and called Tom.

The call was soon answered. Without raising his head and without looking at Lacey, “Send her over.”

Lacey stared, her eyes were round and the pupils of her eyes bulged outward.

Her appearance was horrible, “Who are you going to turn me in to!” Charles was silent. He was unwilling to look at her.

“I’m asking you one more time, where do you want to send me?” Lacey lunged at him and grabbed him. Her withered hands were full of rippling veins. “You’re going to turn me over to them and let them bump me off, aren’t you?”

Charles remained silent. Even though his arms ached, he didn’t show his expression.

She wasn’t worth it to him.

She disappointed him greatly.

He still remembered the love he once had, but she wanted to cut him down with her own hands.

There was nothing he could do about it.

“To make nice with that woman, you give me away?” Lacey was puzzled and wanted to ask him for an answer, an answer she didn’t want to admit, but it was the truth.

“Do you still remember that winter when it was snowing and our comforters were thin? You were frozen and curled up on the end of the bed, it was me, with my comforter, who cuddled up with you to give you warmth and keep you from freezing to death, and now you want to give me to them to please a woman? We’ve known each other since we were children and our relationship isn’t as good as hers?”

She was desperate, she loved him and now he wanted to send her away to please a woman?!

Ha, ha, ha, ha…

“Charles, am I the one who is blind or did you forget about our previous love affair?”

Charles finally raised his head and looked at her, but, he didn’t want to talk to her anymore.

It was because he knew she wouldn’t listen to him no matter what he said.

No one could wake a person who pretended to sleep.

Clatter, the door was pushed open. Tom ushered two men in. Seeing that Lacey was in Charles’ arms, Tom ordered the men to bring Lacey in.

“Don’t come here, don’t come here…” Lacey was frightened. She knelt down and grabbed Charles’ pants, “Charles, I had done all that for your sake, and you want to throw me out?”

Charles looked at her. He had counseled her for a long time, but she never regretted what she had done. She only knew how to blame him.

She repressed her temper, “All right, this is the last chance for you, if you apologize to Dolores sincerely, I can guarantee you won’t get hurt…”

“Don’t even think, don’t even think about asking me to apologize to her!”. Lacey roared hysterically.

“Tom, take her away.” Charles was determined and said it without hesitation. He was too naive to wake her up. He had long since gone off his rocker and no one could wake her.

“No, I don’t want to…” Lacey tried her best to run away, but the village was that big and the two strong men could capture her very easily. It was ridiculous to run away.

“Charles, Charles, you can’t treat me like this…” Lacey was scared and unwilling to believe and admit that Charles could sacrifice her for Dolores.

She didn’t think he had made a mistake, or that he had done wrong.

She thought she had done all that for Charles’ sake.

However, Charles was blind, he could only think of Dolores.

She was hurt.

“You’ll be sorry, you’ll be sorry…”

Charles’ face was wry. Tom warned the two men holding Lacey, “Can’t you hear there’s a lot of noise.”

The men understood and covered Lacey’s mouth. Ignoring her struggles and brutality, they ran her over and dragged her outside.

In a split second, Lacey’s voice was gone. Tom stood in front of the door and asked again, “Shall we send her in?”

He worried that Charles had done that because of his impulse.

Charles tugged at the collar of his shirt in annoyance, trying to unbutton it, but somehow, it wouldn’t come off. He lost patience and ripped it off, “Don’t you understand what I’m saying?”

Tom no longer dared to utter a single word. He lowered his head and left the room.

Inside the hotel, Dolores felt hot, very hot, her body was full of sweat. She twisted her body to remove the quilt she was wearing. Matthew was tangling with Simona and playing with her in another room. After a while, she returned to Dolores’ room.

However, when he opened the door, he saw that Dolores’ quilt could barely cover the important parts of her body and most of her skin was exposed.

Matthew was unable to stand properly and fell at the door as he entered, slamming the door and closing it.

He walked over to the bed. As he tried to cover her up, Dolores turned her body and pushed the quilt aside, leaving her entire body almost completely naked. Matthew stiffened in place, he looked at the pretty body on the bed, his eyes filled with blood, the lump in his throat rolled up and down, his mouth was dry, nothing could soothe him, only the woman on the bed could save him.

“Mmmm…”

Dolores turned his body once more. She felt very hot and almost dying.

“Dolores?” Matthew lowered her body and put his hands beside her body. He looked into her face and called out to her in a soft voice.

She could feel someone calling out to her, but she was tired and unable to open her eyes. She twisted her body and continued sleeping.

At that moment, she was naked in front of Matthew.

It was not known if it was because of the fever-reducing medicine, but she was sweating profusely and her body was all shiny and white with fine beads of sweat glistening, especially her lips. His lips looked waterlogged and moisturized.

Her lips were like a freshly washed cherry, it was so fresh that one could not control oneself to take a bite. Thinking about this, Matthew did the same. He lowered his head to her lips and nibbled them gently.

Matthew had set the temperature of the air conditioner very high in the room. At the time, it was very hot. After kissing for a while, he felt even hotter, a layer of sweat rolled off his spine. The nibbling could not satisfy him any more. His lips slowly moved away from hers, slowly downward, he kissed her neck and collarbone. Her body had a faint fragrance, like the smell of sweat, but also like his unique body fragrance, in short, it was a very good and fascinating smell.

When her lips reached his collarbone, Matthew looked up to see if there was any sign that she had awakened. His eyes were closed and he appeared to be in a deep sleep.

In the gloom, he couldn’t control himself. He lost himself and had only one thought at that moment, to take her into his body.

He walked over to her and put his palm to her face. Her face was small. It was smaller than his palm. Her small face was inside his palm. He loved her, held her and touched her a little hesitantly as he was worried that he would hurt her and wake her up.

He moved a little closer to her and kissed her forehead, “I am a human…” He had seven emotions, especially after touching her.

He felt his blood boil.

“I will be very light and soft.” Her body slowly draped downward. He alternately kissed her earlobe and delicate shoulder.

Dolores felt an itch in a daze. She felt as if small bugs were crawling between her neck and her cochlea, at times, it was as if a huge mountain was pressing down on her body, making her unable to breathe.

“Mmm…”

She blinked and slowly opened her eyes, Matthew looked at her and said in a hoarse voice, “Wake up?” Dolores said yes in a soft voice. She frowned, “I feel uncomfortable…”

“Where do you feel uncomfortable?” he asked softly.

“I…”

She lowered her head and realized she wasn’t wearing anything. She opened her eyes wide. She wanted to move her legs, but they were clenched.

“Matthew.” Her voice was shaky and had a crying tone to it.

What had happened?

Looking at her lost face, Matthew felt sad and hugged her, “It’s me, it’s me…”

Dolores stiffened her body and looked around the house. At that moment, she realized she was naked.

She was no longer sleepy. At that moment she was lucid.

“You said you would respect me…” She clutched at the sheets beneath her. Her body shuddered in his arms.

Matthew touched her back, soothing and coaxing her, “I’ve waited a long time, I’ll suffocate if you make me wait, I’ll be very gentle and careful.”

He touched her forehead and kissed the corner of her eyes. He took her hands and put them on his chest, “Feel it, it’s full of you.”

Dolores opened her mouth, but nothing could come out. Her body was like grilled and all the moisture inside her body had drained out, approaching dryness. He bent over her. She could see the deep, bottomless fire in his eyes. It was clearly passionate, but with forced restraint.

She knew he was waiting for her response.

His hands tightened and clenched into a fist.

He asked hoarsely, “Do you love me? Do you like me?”

“I love you. I like you…” He kissed her nose softly. It stung a little and was hot.

Dolores wrapped her arms around his neck spontaneously. The action seemed to give her an answer. She lifted her chin and gently kissed his lips. Just as she was about to pull her lips away, she was pressed by Matthew on top of her head, forcing her to open her lips as wide as possible to accommodate his full engulfment. This deep, savage kiss lasted for ten minutes.

Dolores was kissed to the point of running out of oxygen, her mind went blank and all she wanted was to find air. Instinctively, she grabbed his tongue and ingested his breath.

Matthew thought this was her response, so he acted wilder.

The desire was overwhelming, with an overwhelming possessiveness.

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