Chapter 332: Chapter 332



The man was stunned – what had he said?

Suddenly he realized what Matthew was saying. He looked at Abbott: “I told Mr. Nelson that his girlfriend is pretty.”

Abbott froze. His knees went weak. Then Abbott opened his eyes and looked at the man, “Damn it, are you blind? I don’t have a girlfriend.”

Dolores moved to Matthew’s side, and she could see Matthew’s blue veins bulging at his temples. Dolores leaned silently against Matthew.

But Dolores groaned in her heart. That man knew nothing about them, and so she misunderstood him.

Why the fuss?

The man was confused. What was going on here?

g Ɐ ln σ ν𝓮 ℓs․com, where stories thrive He looked at Abbott and then at Dolores.

Did he say the wrong thing?

The man was sweating, “I…”

Dolores knew Matthew was in a bad mood. She didn’t want to disturb Matthew when he was working, and so she didn’t head to the office right away, and that caused a misunderstanding. Dolores didn’t want Matthew to throw tantrums with someone else.

Dolores looked at the man, “I was actually looking for Mr. Nelson. You should leave now.”

The man didn’t dare make a move. He looked at Matthew as if he was waiting for his order.

Matthew scolded the man, “Didn’t you hear what he said?”.

The man was stunned. He looked at Matthew with his mouth open – had he heard something he shouldn’t have?

This woman…

“Why are you still here?” Abbott glared at the man.

The man rushed toward the exit and accidentally slammed the door. Immediately a bump appeared on his forehead. Abbott sneered at him, “You look like you have bad eyesight. You should go to the hospital to get it checked out.”

“Yes, yes, I should,” the man ran out of the office, covering his forehead.

Abbott laughed fondly, “He didn’t see things right. He made a mistake.” Matthew didn’t buy Abbott’s story, however. He kept looking at Abbott.

Abbott was terrified. He looked at Dolores and asked for help.

It wasn’t his fault. Don’t let Matthew torture him.

When Dolores wanted to say something, Matthew stopped her, “Do you want to put words in for him?”

Dolores changed her mind right away.

Abbott gave up.

He felt he had bad luck today.

Dolores grabbed Matthew’s arm and asked, “What time do you get off work?” Matthew was still angry. He didn’t answer Dolores’ question.

Dolores stood on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around Matthew’s neck, trying to be sympathetic, “I’m hungry. Can we go eat, please?”

Dolores waved Abbott behind Matthew. Abbott understood her signal and slowly made his way toward the exit.

Matthew lowered his head and looked at Dolores. The way Dolores was smiling made her eyes look like the bright crescent moon. Matthew ordered Abbott without raising his head, “You’ll take care of the acquisition.”

Abbott breathed a sigh of relief, “Sure.”

Abbott then quickly left the room and closed the door.

Dolores let go of Matthew and wanted to step back. However, Matthew wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back into his arms. She pouted, “Why, do you want to leave after you use me?”

Matthew and Dolores were very close to each other. Dolores lowered her head and said softly, “You’re mean.”

Matthew lifted Dolores’ chin and kissed her lightly on the lips, “I’m mean?”.

Matthew thought he was just being human. No man could bear the thought of his girlfriend being recognized as someone else’s girlfriend.

‘So domineering,’ Dolores thought.

Dolores said carefully, “Please call Armand. I need to see him.”

Matthew was speechless.

“Why did you ask me to come here?” remembered Dolores suddenly.

Matthew was so busy lately that he didn’t have time to sit down for a proper lunch with Dolores. He asked his secretary to make a reservation at a restaurant and planned to invite Dolores to dinner. So Matthew asked Dolores to come to his office.

Matthew didn’t answer Dolores’ question, but instead answered with another question, “What do you need Armand for?”

Dolores took a deep breath as she remembered the suffering and struggles Theresa went through. She raised her head and looked at Matthew, “I want to beat him up.”

Matthew stared at Dolores and paused for a moment. Then he blinked and rubbed his temples. He didn’t know how to react to Dolores’ request.

“Call him now,” Dolores threw herself into Matthew’s arms and tugged on his collar. It was not an everyday scene to see Dolores acting so affectionate, especially in a flirtatious way.

Matthew smiled and remained silent.

Dolores pulled Matthew’s neck towards her. The tip of their noses were so close to each other’s that Matthew could even see the peach fuzz on Dolores’ face and the small beads of sweat on her forehead.

Dolores put on an angry expression, “Are you going to call him or not?”.

Dolores had a plan. There was a difference between her making the call herself and Matthew making the call for her.

If she made the call and expressed her discontent over the phone, it would be just between Armand and her. But if Matthew made the call and Dolores made her complaint, or if she said something unfavorable, it would represent that Matthew also thought the same thing.

After all, Matthew did make the call.

Matthew blinked, and there was a lock of Dolores’ hair in his eyelashes.

He chuckled then as he felt amused yet resigned, “Your wish, my command.”

Then he paused, “But on one condition.”

Dolores paused and asked, “What would that be?”.

Matthew looked at the floor and acted as if he was considering it. Then he said teasingly, “That you take over the next time we’re in bed?”. Dolores was speechless.

Dolores’ face turned red. Matthew hugged her tightly and stopped teasing her. He hugged her with one of his hands and used the other to make a call with the office phone.

He dialed Armand’s number and invited him to dinner.

Armand readily accepted Matthew’s invitation.

Matthew hung up the phone and looked at Dolores, “What do you think?”.

“Yes,” Dolores answered him quietly.

But Matthew couldn’t leave work yet. Matthew needed to finish some paperwork. He asked Dolores to sit on his lap and hugged her with one of his arms. Then he continued to flip through the stack of documents on his desk. Some were in English and some in Mandarin. There were many statistical tables and jargon that Dolores could not understand. She felt dizzy just reading their contents. Dolores hid in Matthew’s arms and started to fall asleep. Matthew stroked her back and asked her to take a nap, “I’ll wake you up later.”

“Okay,” Dolores replied with half-closed eyes.

Then Dolores fell asleep safe and sound. She woke up when Matthew carried her to the car. “Are you finished with your work?” asked Dolores.

Matthew nodded and covered Dolores with his jacket, “Are you hungry?”

Dolores nodded.

It was well past dinner time. Dolores wasn’t sure if it was dinner or supper they were headed for now.

The city lights were dazzling. The night seemed like daytime under those lights.

The car soon stopped in front of an expensive restaurant.

Dolores looked out the window and saw Armand talking to a woman on the side of the road.

Dolores rolled down the window and the cold wind filled the air. She adjusted her coat and stared at the woman. ‘Is she Armand’s ex-girlfriend?’ thought Dolores.

‘And are they still talking to each other?

Dolores narrowed her eyes. She wasn’t very happy with what she was seeing.

Phoebe had some people following Armand since the day he left the hospital. She was trying to find an opportunity to damage Armand and Theresa’s relationship.

Phoebe knew that Theresa had left the Bernie Family mansion and that Mrs. Leslie had lost the ability to speak at that time.

Phoebe thought it was the best time to get Armand to come back to her.

But she knew she couldn’t do things by force. So, it was a plot that they met today. She didn’t engage Armand in conversation, but made herself the helpless sexual harassment victim.

But of course, the sexual harassment aggressor was her people.

If Phoebe can’t be the first to engage Armand in conversation, then she will make Armand want to talk to her.

Phoebe didn’t think Armand would stand by and watch her being harassed. Even if they broke up, Armand loved her, didn’t he?

They were more than strangers, weren’t they?

Phoebe acted according to her script. Just as she expected, Armand helped her when he saw Phoebe being harassed by a guy on the street.

And Phoebe ‘accidentally’ sprained her ankle when she tried to defend herself from the stalker.

Phoebe acted like she didn’t want to bother Armand. After Armand rescued her from the stalker, she quickly left with her gimpy leg after thanking Armand.

Armand wanted nothing to do with Phoebe at first, but took pity on her when he saw her limping.

“Where are you headed? Let me take you there,” Armand held Phoebe’s arm for support.

Phoebe looked down, “It’s okay. I don’t want to bother you.”

“I’d still help, even if you are a stranger.”

Phoebe didn’t refuse Armand’s offer of help this time.

“I’m so sorry. I wanted you back so badly and I’ve done so many things wrong. I never meant to cause you trouble. I’m so sorry,” Phoebe showed a sincere expression, as if it was like a long time ago.

Armand’s mind went blank.

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