Dolores raised her head and the girlâs face appeared in her eyes. The girl was wearing a red cotton quilted jacket and her face was red with cold.
âMiss, what are you doing here?â
Dolores looked at the little girl and then glanced around. There were no adults around. Her gaze settled on the little girl again, âIâm in a bad mood, thatâs why Iâm here, why are you here, whereâs your family?â
âMy mother is over there.â He pointed to the nearby kebab stand.
Dolores looked following the direction of his finger. There was a kebab stand and a woman wearing an old cotton quilted jacket was helping the customer grill the kebab.
âIâm here to help my mother.â The little girl was very obedient. Dolores lightly touched her hair, âYouâre a good girl.â
Maybe because she had had a daughter herself and so was less wary of the girl.
âDo you want to eat some kebabs? I can ask my mother to make you a lower price.â
Although Dolores didnât like to eat that kind of food, she took out her money and gave it to the girl. âI donât eat this. The money is for you to buy some tasty food.â
The little girl blinked. She didnât dare to receive it when she saw that amount of money. âMiss, what money did you give me?â
She looked at the girl. She saw herself in the past through the little girl when she and Jessica were staying in Country A. At that time, they were having financial difficulties to support their life. The little girl was like her, who also stayed up late at night in the cold wind and did all that just to earn a little money to eat.
Thatâs why, when she saw the girl, she felt compassion.
âItâs because your situation was similar to mine and my motherâs in the past.â
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The girl blinked and asked, âYou used to sell kebabs like us?â.
Dolores shook her head, âI didnât sell it before, but I worked for others and helped them string the meat into kebabs.â
The girl smiled and showed her rows of white teeth. She took the money from Dolores. âIâll help you go get the kebabs.â
The girl ran to the kebab stand. Doloresâ gaze turned tender when she saw the girl run back.
In her opinion, her life must be better after having overcome the hardest days.
âIâll go ask Dolores to come back.â Armand couldnât stand it any longer. Dolores had stayed out for a few hours in the cold winter, he feared she would freeze out there.
Matthew didnât change his mind.
âArenât you heartbroken for her?â Armand looked at him inconceivably.
Didnât he love Dolores deeply? Why was his heart so hardened at that moment?
âTell me, why did the girl appear?â Matthew did not move his gaze.
Armand barely reflected before he said, âShe was just a child. I think maybe she saw Dolores sitting there alone for a long time and got curious so she ran over there to talk to her.â
Matthew turned his head and looked at Armand, âHe knows her well.â
âWhatâs the connectionâ¦â When his words stopped midway, he suddenly understood what Matthew meant. There was a possibility that this girl had some connection to Sampson.
âDolores is very kind.â Armand said that because he saw Dolores give the girl money.
Matthew didnât say anything. However, his face looked like he was not in a good mood. The look on Doloresâ face looked like she had thought of something when she was giving the girl money.
In her opinion, it must have been some parts of the girl that had made her remember something.
After half an hour, the little girl ran up to Dolores with some skewers in her hand. âMiss, here you go.â
Dolores stared at the kebabs that were still warm. They had been frozen for hours, so she really felt like giving them a bite. So, she took the kebabs and took one of them out and bit into the meat. There was a smoky smell to it and it didnât have the greasy taste like it was fried from the oil.
âThank you.â Dolores smiled, âItâs tasty.â
The girl tugged on her arm, âYou gave me a lot of money and my mom said she wanted to show her appreciation to you, but she canât leave the stall now.Can you go with me?â
âGo and tell your mom not to mention itâ¦â
âThen Iâll pay you back the money you gave me.â Just as the girl spoke, she took out of her pocket the money Dolores had given her.
Dolores squeezed her hand, âSince I gave it to you, you canât give it back to me. You can ask your mother to buy you a new quilted cotton jacket with this money. Then youâll be warmer and wonât be cold when you go out to accompany your mother at the stall.â
âNo, I canât just take your money. Itâs also okay for me to receive it, but you have to accept my motherâs thanks.â
The little girl was very stubborn. Dolores had no choice but to agree to her request. She thought that Sampson probably wouldnât be there at that time.
There were still customers at that time and the girlâs mother was still busy with her business. When she saw that the girl had led Dolores there, she wiped her hands on her apron. âYou gave my daughter money?â
Dolores held up the hand that held the kebab, âThe money is for the kebabs.â
âBut kebabs donât cost that much money, you are too kind, no wonder the gentleman likes you so much and was so eager to ask my daughter to bring you here.â The woman wore a ponytail. She had a normal appearance and seemed like a kind person.
However, Dolores was puzzled and then asked uncertainly, âWhat gentleman?â
âItâs me.â A man who was sitting in front of the kebab stand and eating a kebab suddenly stood up. He turned his head and then Dolores managed to see his face clearly.
Sampson Herbert?
She recoiled in alarm immediately.
âMiss, the gentleman said he likes you very much and I like you too.â Said the girl innocently.
Dolores lowered her head and looked at the girlâs innocent face. She clenched her hands tightly, she had even used a little girl!
âHow did you become like that!â Dolores scolded him angrily.
âItâs you who made me do it.â Sampson himself felt smarting, âYou had a fight with Matthew? I told you long ago that the people who have hurt you donât love you sincerely. Only I love you with all my heart and soul.â
He patted his chest and gritted his teeth as he spoke. He looked very sinister.
Dolores had realized what was going on at that moment. Sampson was most likely afraid that there was a trap, so she purposely placed the girl in front of her to remind herself in the past, so that her alertness would be lessened and she would follow the girl to go there.
âLook, I know you well, donât I? I can lure you in with my simple little technique.â Sampson was so happy and proud of himself for the fact that he knew her well, âIâm the only one who really knows you and I sincerely love youâ¦â
âIs that so?â
There was a commotion in the darkness as Matthew, wearing a black suit and coat, approached protected by his bodyguards. A bright, rippling light illuminated his face.
His strong poise, which put everyone in shock, was like a net that tangled all their gazes. He ignored all that and went to Doloresâ side. Then he pulled her into his arms.
Her gaze swept over Sampsonâs stunned face and then she teased him, âYouâre finally willing to introduce yourself?â
Sampson looked around and realized he was surrounded. His face was grim and sullen, âDid you all do this on purpose?â.
Only at that moment did Sampson realize he was trapped.
Armand reached into his pants pocket, âYou canât be forgiven since youâve made all these mistakes. You cannot escape your own sins. Sampson, you canât run away today.â
Suddenly, Sampson let out a continuous laugh.
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