Chapter 542: Chapter 542



Matthew stood near Dolores, without a trace of expression on his handsome face, he stared at Charles with his cold, stern eyes.

The moment Dolores saw him, she was stunned. She had not anticipated at all that Matthew would appear here.

Dolores was stunned for a while.

She had anticipated that she would meet Matthew in City B or City C, but she hadn’t expected to be in White City, at Charles’ wedding. How could he be here?

‘He is here now, what about the two children?’

“Is Mr. Nelson here to attend my wedding reception?” Charles smiled.

Matthew just took a few firm, heavy steps, walked straight over and stared at Charles somberly for two seconds, “Am I any relation to Mr. White?”

Seeing that Matthew was angry, Charles’ mood improved, his smile turned annoyed as well. “Although you and I don’t have a deep friendship, your wife and I still have some history. Aren’t husband and wife one soul? Aren’t you and Dolores of the same mind?”

Every time Matthew heard Charles address Dolores’ nickname as Lola, he had the urge to strangle Charles with his hand.

“Don’t be angry, Mr. Nelson. I married to keep you from getting jealous. You should thank me.” Charles continued with a smile, “I intend to be friends with Mr. Nelson, but Mr. Nelson is deeply prejudiced against me, as if I were a villain who indulges in all sorts of mischief.”

“Don’t overestimate yourself. You cannot be described as a villain, you are despicable and shameless.” Matthew stepped to Dolores’ side and took her hand. “Compared to a man full of iniquities, people who look like a gentleman on the surface, but in reality, a shameless person is more annoying,” Matthew said unhurriedly.

He grabbed Dolores and left when he finished speaking.

Charles gave them a glance as they walked through the crowd and left, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“Charles, why are you smiling?” Tiana sensed they were arguing, but didn’t know why they were.

“I laughed at Matthew, who was naive. I was glad when I saw him angry.” Making him uncomfortable would be seen as an act of revenge against him. Charles turned to look at Tiana and asked, “Do you think the woman now is beautiful?”

Tiana nodded, “Yes, does she have a baby in her belly?”.

“Yes.” The smile on Charles’ face faded, the melancholy feeling remained, he had been trying so hard to win her heart, but in the end he kept failing.

“Are you husband and wife?” asked Tiana.

Charles gave a hum.

“So, are we husband and wife already?”. asked Tiana again.

Charles patiently said yes.

“Come on.” I didn’t want to talk about this topic.

Tiana was resourceful, “I’ll push you.” She grabbed the handle of the wheelchair, “Let’s go to my father’s house.”

Charles said, “Okay, let’s go.”

Tiana smiled, like a simple, candid, naive and innocent child.

Charles gave her a look and smiled too.

Outside the hotel, Matthew hugged Dolores and kept walking, as if he wanted her to stay away from Charles, forgetting that she was still pregnant, he walked fast, and never wanting to stop, Dolores regained her sanity and said, “Slow down a little!”

Matthew stopped and looked back at her.

They looked into each other’s eyes, but had nothing to say.

After a long while.

“Hold me, I’m afraid I won’t be able to control my temper,” Matthew spoke first.

The thought of Charles touching her pregnant belly made his chest fill with fire. He wanted to question her, why didn’t she push Charles away and reject him. He wasn’t her son, what made her think he could touch her pregnant belly?

It might be okay not to mention it. Dolores was even angrier than he was when he talked about it.

She was angry when she didn’t see Matthew in person. However, the stifled anger in her chest became even worse when Matthew was in front of her eyes.

“Do you feel worse than me, is it that I slept with another man and they sent you the picture?”

Matthew was speechless.

“Those pictures are fake, I don’t know the woman in them.” He explained anxiously.

“Really? Then tell me what happened. And why are you here, what’s going on with Amanda and Andrew?”. Dolores asked quickly.

She was really worried about them for the last two days, she was afraid that something happened to them, her heart weighed like a piece of stone.

“Someone set me up. It’s a long story. I’ll explain it slowly when we get back. Amanda and Andrew are at the old Forbis Family home, Lola…”

Matthew lowered his voice and slowly called her name. The restless mood slowly began to calm down through his call of “Lola”. He looked into her eyes, not even the scorching summer sun was as hot as her eyes.

The air around him seemed to stop flowing. She even forgot to breathe. She stood still, forgot to react and forgot everything.

He stretched his arms out to hug her and said softly, “I miss you so much these days.”

Dolores’ stiff body began to have sensations, and the air around her seemed to start flowing, with various thoughts and feelings mixed in her heart, which were not able to describe her complicated feelings at that moment.

She lifted her arms mechanically, hugged her waist, with her face buried in his chest, the tears she wanted to hide kept falling.

There was no pain, no grievances, no sense of reunion after a long separation. She didn’t know why, the tears were sliding down her eyes, without any sign, they caught her off guard and she could barely disguise, “I’m sorry, at first I wanted to leave them both by your side…”

“I know you need them more than I do.” She had never blamed or complained.

As a mother, she needed the children by her side more than he did.

Those days were too difficult, and the moment Matthew embraced her, those difficult days seemed insignificant.

No one said a word about the past.

They held each other in silence, the excitement of being in each other’s arms at this moment, seemed to be even hotter than the scorching sun.

That’s when Dolores’ cell phone rang, interrupting them both. She pulled out her cell phone, and on the incoming call screen the word “Uncle” appeared, which was called by Oscar.

Matthew took her by the hand and stood under the plane tree by the side of the road as she pressed the answer button. There were dense branches and leaves piled up blocking the sunlight.

He wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead and lifted a lock of black hair stuck to her cheek.

She looked up at him.

Oscar’s voice came from the phone, “I’ve already found out what you asked me to look into. He’s not in B-town and nothing seems to have happened. However, I have found out something else.”

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