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Dolores could quickly understand Matthewâs intention.
âDo I then have to go out alone to entice him to show up?â
âNo.â
Matthew wouldnât let Dolores take that risk. Although he was confident of success on the first attempt, he could not, however, use Dolores as bait.
âIâll find someone else to impersonate youâ¦â
âYou think Sampsonâs a moron?â Dolores interrupted him, âWeâve known each other too long. He knows too much about me. Even if you can find someone who looks like me, I might not be able to fool him too.â
She would worry if they didnât catch Sampson. It was a ticking time bomb and no one knew when it would go off.
She wanted to solve Sampsonâs case as soon as possible for the sake of her two children and her own safety.
âLet me do it.â She looked at Matthew very seriously. She was aware of his concerns, but she was willing to place her trust in him, believing he would be able to protect her.
gⱯlnÏνððsâ¤com, the heart of storytelling When Dolores noticed Matthewâs hesitation, she purposely said, âDonât you have any confidence in yourself?â
Matthew looked at her for a while and said in a low tone, âDonât goad me. Even if I am well prepared, there will always be an unforeseeable accident. I canât put you in danger.â
Dolores leaned into his arms, âI believe in you. Your presence causes me undue anxiety and fear.â
Matthew leaned back and his face was hidden in the darkness. His expression at this moment could not be seen clearly. Dolores said nothing, just leaned back on her chest to allow him to digest the situation.
After a good while, he suddenly said, âSleep some more.â
Dolores slept very little these two days. Therefore, she was drowsy until she fell asleep while sitting up just now. The period she was asleep was short, too. She knew Matthew had to go out and get Boyce to get things ready, so she obediently went to bed.
Matthew pulled the blanket over Dolores, âIâll be back soon.â
âOkay.â Dolores was no longer sleepy. But in order for Matthew to leave without any worries, she pretended to sleep with her eyes closed.
Matthew left the room after Dolores slept soundly. But he had no idea that as soon as he left, Dolores, who had been sleeping, opened her eyes. Dolores had been sleepy, but after learning Matthewâs plan, she was no longer sleepy.
She sat up and walked to the window with her body wrapped in the blanket.
She could feel the biting wind outside through the window.
Cough, cough, the tip of the tree swayed.
âKnock, knockâ¦â
The bedroom door was suddenly banged. Dolores steadied herself and said quietly, âCome in.â
The door burst open. Theresa was standing in the doorway. She hesitated a little, not knowing how to start the conversation.
But apparently she had something to say to Dolores.
Dolores turned to her, âCome in, quick. Why are you standing there?â
Theresa was a little embarrassed. She wasnât sure if it was true that all newly married women experienced this kind of strange feeling.
Dolores poured her some water and sat down on the couch across from her. She had no experience to share with Theresa.
âMy marriage is terrible. I have no relevant experience to share with you. I just want to say that fate has brought you together. You have to appreciate each other.â Theresa lowered her head and nodded in agreement.
âI still want to call you Lola like I used to.â Armand was a close friend of Matthewâs and called her Dolores, but she didnât want to change the way she called Dolores with Armand.
She wished they could be the same as before.
Dolores smiled, âSure.â
She thought it didnât matter what he called her because it was no big deal. It didnât matter what they called each other, as long as they were the same and their friendship didnât change.
At that moment, Mrs. Leslie brought Samuel and Simona over and went inside. When she noticed Theresa, her smile widened, âTheresaâs here too.â
Theresa quickly stood up, âGrandma.â
Mrs. Leslie waved her hand, âSit down, sit down.â She thought everything about Theresa was good.
Samuel rolled on the bed and played with his Rubikâs cube. Simona threw herself into Doloresâ embrace. She lay in Doloresâ arms lazily, not sure if she was sleepy or tired.
Mrs. Leslie sat down next to Theresa and took her hand, âTheresa, from now on we are a family. Tell me if Armand doesnât behave well with you.â
Theresa pursed her lips and lowered her head shyly, âHe was being nice to me.â
Mrs. Leslie was delighted. Perhaps because Mistress Leslie was in a good mood, she seemed energetic. She stroked the back of Theresaâs hand and said with a tinge of excitement, âI feel like Iâm dreaming.â
She expected this trip to be unhappy and thought Armand would be the same as before, lying to her about getting married later in the year.
She didnât expect it to be real this time.
âIâm all grown up now. I hope you and Armand do well. Can you make me a promise?â Madame Leslie suddenly became serious.
âPlease say so, Grandma.â
âCan you promise me that, whatever happens in the future, you wonât leave Armand and you will help me take care of him?â
Theresa sensed that Mrs. Leslie was weird, but she couldnât say why. To reassure Mistress Leslie, Theresa solemnly replied, âI promise.â
Mrs. Leslie smiled broadly. She felt reassured after hearing Theresaâs words.
Dolores left the hotel alone in the evening. The weather in December was bitingly cold, especially at night.
It was unbearable when the wind stung in the face like a knife.
Dolores buttoned up her jacket.
As Chinese New Year was approaching, Matthew wanted to catch Sampson as soon as possible and returned to B-town. This was the first Chinese New Year since Doloresâ return. He did not want his family to be disturbed.
This was what Dolores thought as well. This problem, which would not be solved, worried her and made her fearful.
Dolores pretended to fight with Matthew to get Sampson. She would go out at night and sit alone by the flowerbed.
To be more real and confuse Sampson, Theresa came out and advised her, âLola, there is no couple that doesnât argue. I think Mr. Nelson is a good man. Donât be angry with him anymore. For the sake of your two children, letâs go back. Itâs very cold outside.
Dolores covered her face and remained silent.
Theresa continued to persuade her, âYour two children are still waiting for you. Letâs go inside.â
Dolores lowered her head, âIâd like to be alone for a while. Come in and help me take care of my two children.â
âBut Iâm worried about you staying outside.â Theresa hugged her, âCome in with me.â
âI donât want to see him. Go inside. I want to stay alone and think about it.â
After failing to persuade her several times, Theresa had no choice but to leave first.
She seemed very worried about Dolores and would turn and look at her from time to time.
She did not return to the room after entering the hotel. Instead, she went to look for Armand. This time, Armand was in an undercover room with Matthew, and they were monitoring everything outside.
When Armand saw Theresa enter, he got up and walked toward her, âCome on up. Grandma, Samuel and Simona were upstairs.â
Theresa was a little worried, âCan we really get Sampson to show up here?â
âAs long as he hasnât given up Dolores, heâs sure to show up. If we fail this time, weâll try again. Heâll definitely show up once.â
Armand thought Sampson must be paranoid. He wouldnât be following this closely if he wasnât.
Theresa was still worried, âWill he threaten the safety of the two children?â
Armand stroked her cheek, âDonât worry. Boyce is watching them upstairs now.â
Theresa had faith in Boyceâs abilities. There was nothing that needed her anymore, so she couldnât cause any trouble here.
Theresa turned and went upstairs. Armand returned to the room.
Matthew stood by the window the whole time. He wouldnât even change his position. They had been waiting like this for three hours. Dolores had been sitting in the cold wind for three hours. There was no sign of Sampson, and he was nowhere to be found.
âDolores has been sitting outside for three hours now. Do you want her to come back first and then weâll continue tomorrow?â
Matthewâs face hardened a little more with each passing second. When Dolores was suffering from the cold outside, his heart ached more than anyone elseâs. But at the same time, it was rational.
Even if Sampson was watching Dolores in the dark right now, he might not show up because he couldnât be sure that Dolores was really arguing with Matthew.
If she sat for a longer period of time, then Sampson would think they must be arguing because even if Dolores was downstairs now, Matthew was not coming out to persuade her.
Once Sampson confirmed that Dolores was arguing with Matthew, he would definitely show up.
Another two hours went by like that. Dolores sat until her legs went numb and her hands froze.
A girl appeared in front of her just as she was about to believe Sampson wouldnât show up.
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