Matthew looked at her. As if trying to show that he didnât dislike her, he picked up the bowl and spoon she used, then spooned a spoonful of soup into his mouth. His tongue ran over the spoon, then he looked at Dolores ambiguously, âCan this prove that I donât dislike you?â
Dolores lowered her head and popped the egg into her mouth. The place where his tongue clicked was the place she licked when she ate the soup.
She kept her head down, but she ate so fast that she suddenly choked on the yolk.
Matthew saw him, poured her a glass of water, and patted her back, âAre you okay?â
Dolores shook her head, drank several gulps of water and felt much better.
Matthew stroked her hair, âRelax, Iâm not going to compete with you, why are you in such a hurry?â.
Dolores was about to blurt out that it was all her fault, however, before she could say it, the eggy taste she had just repressed rushed back over her, she felt nauseous in her stomach.
âEwâ¦â
Dolores covered her mouth, she was afraid she would throw up if she couldnât help it.
Matthew fidgeted at first, then quickly carried her to the sink, and let her lean against the sink.
Asking Matthew to set her down, Dolores stood by the sink. She wanted to puke so badly, but didnât want Matthew to see the dirty things, so she pushed him, âYou can go now.â
Matthew frowned, âYouâ¦â
Before he could say anything, Dolores already closed the door, Matthew didnât dare touch her, so he had to leave.
âClick.â
The door closed, then he heard the sound of Doloresâ vomit.
She threw up all the mush she had just eaten.
Matthew stood at the door, he was quite nervous, but he didnât dare open the door, as he might disturb her.
He had to keep all the worry and care inside his heart.
After a while, he heard the flow of water inside, it must be Dolores washing the dirty things and gargling.
Inside the door, Dolores stood by the basin, waited a while until there was no sign of vomit again, then turned to open the door.
At the door, she saw that Matthew was standing, looking at her with concern.
Dolores smiled, âIâm fine, donât worry. I donât want you to be inside, because I donât want you to see those dirty thingsâ¦â
Before she could finish her words, she was suddenly pulled by Matthew to his chest, then he hugged her slender body tightly. He kissed her hair affectionately, then said in a husky voice, âWe wonât give birth anymore.â
Dolores was leaning against his chest, she could clearly feel his discomfort. In the past, when she was pregnant before giving birth to Samuel and Simona, no matter how sad she was, she could only find a place to cry alone and did not dare to tell others.
She didnât dare tell Jessica, because she didnât want her to worry about her. She could only tell herself to stay strong and brave.
However, now there was a person who cared so much about her, she felt that all the hardships she had experienced before were nothing to her anymore, she even thought it was worth it. Dolores reached out her arms and hugged her waist, then sniffed and suppressed the sour feelings, âlook at you, itâs no big deal, all pregnant women experience it, donât worry.â
Matthew didnât answer her but just hugged her tightly. He gave her no support or attention when she was pregnant before giving birth to Samuel and Simona, he was even disgusted by her.
She was alone and gave birth to two babies, it was in another country, it must have been very hard for her then.
He didnât know anything about itâ¦..
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