Chapter 584: Chapter 584



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The head of the PR department walked out of the office and closed the door.

Matthew walked over and sat down next to him, “I think you’re right, why don’t we take this opportunity…?”

“Is the time right now?” Dolores interrupted him, “Not to mention you haven’t solved the previous issue, my stomach won’t be able to fit into a wedding dress.”

“I’ll have someone make you a larger size, as for the Declan issue, aren’t we getting married once we don’t settle the matter?” Matthew had made up his mind. He didn’t want the public to misunderstand them. He wanted to give her and the children an identity of their own.

“My son and daughter will be going to elementary school soon. If they have an unclear identity, there will be speculation about them’.

“But…”

“Listen to me this time.” Her attitude was unusually resolute and undeniable: ‘If not for you, you have to think about your children. They need an identity of their own to be in front of everyone.”

Dolores lowered her gaze. She understood what Matthew meant. It was just that Theresa hadn’t recovered from her injuries and the Declan thing still hadn’t been resolved, she thought it wasn’t a good time to get married now.

However, Matthew was also right. The two children needed their identities.

It was okay to speculate about her, but not about the two children.

It would distress them. If it was serious, it would affect them psychologically.

She lowered her gaze, “I’ll do what you say, you fix it.”

Matthew said yes quietly. He reached up to lift her hair and twisted it between his fingers, “I’ll ask Dad to help us set a date.”

Dolores’ parents were gone and he only had his father, so it was only right that the elders should attend the wedding to make it look official. Besides, it was good to have the wedding on a lucky day. Although he was not superstitious, he wanted to choose an auspicious day to hold the wedding feast he had always wanted for Dolores.

He thought about the most suitable place to hold the wedding.

However, Dolores’ mood did not seem to be high.

He couldn’t help but feel a little lost. Didn’t every woman have expectations of her wedding?

Why didn’t she?

“Don’t you even have any idea?”

Dolores took his hand away and told him to behave properly. It was wrong to let the secretary see that when she came in. She replied seriously, “Yes, but that was in the past. Now, I’ve gotten used to you.”

Even without having married, she already thought of Matthew as her husband.

She once imagined that she would meet a man who was like a prince and then she would dress beautifully, take him by the hand and enter the marriage hall as a young girl.

She wished to give birth to a son and a daughter, then live a normal life. But then many unexpected things happened. She betrayed herself, got pregnant and married him.

Those things had already shattered all her wonderful illusions and disqualified her from being loved.

Later, she gave birth to two children and supported her family on her own. She never behaved emotionally in the house because she didn’t want Jessica to worry about her.

She would cry in secret at night.

She was only twenty years old, but her experience was like half a lifetime.

She had overcome all the painful moments. Her mood now was as calm as that of people in their forties and fifties. He had not felt like showing anything for a long time.

He understood well the meaning of life. The most exciting love could become boring at some point.

The most valuable thing was to be able to love each other deeply in the monotonous life.

“When I had just arrived in C-Town, I met a beggar begging on the side of the road. His shirt was so dirty that I didn’t know what his original shirt looked like. His hair was disheveled and very dry. His face was full of wrinkles. He was always sitting in one place. Sometimes he smiled and sometimes he cried. The people in the neighborhood always took turns feeding him. I thought he was a madman.

Then I listened to the people in the neighborhood and realized he had a knot in his heart.”

He turned his head toward to take a look at Matthew: “He became that way because his wife died of a hemorrhage in childbirth. There was one body, but two lives. He went crazy after that.”

The street where the beggar was was near the XF textile factory that Oscar first rented for her. She would pass by the street on her way to the XF textile factory and always encountered the beggar. One day, the beggar disappeared. Oscar told her that he had passed away. He had cancer and could not be cured.

At that moment, she thought, how could fate be so cruel and let a person suffer for his whole life.

All she wanted was for all her loved ones to be safe and sound and the same for her, “I don’t want to lose the people I love and I don’t want the people I love to lose me.”

Her sudden emotional thoughts made Matthew unable to respond for a moment.

“I won’t go crazy and you won’t leave me.” Matthew wrapped his arms around her and pinched her cheeks, “What’s on your mind all day?”

Dolores patted his hand, “It’s painful.”

Matthew scoffed indifferently, “You still know it’s painful? If you ever think of anything different again, I’ll…”

“What are you going to do?” Dolores tugged at his tie and pulled him to her. Matthew sat up straight. His waist was hard and stable. Dolores was unable to pull it. She pretended to be angry and said, “Now you’re bullying me? You can find someone else to be your bride for the wedding.”

Matthew laughed at her unreasonableness, “It’s obvious you want to strangle me, how can you say I’m intimidating you?”

Dolores felt uncomfortable leaning against the couch. So she slid down and rested her head in his lap. She fiddled with the tie she had just thrown away, “You’re bullying me because I can’t beat you. You are much taller and heavier than me. Your arms are also more muscular than mine.”

Matthew laughed, his voice was deep and long, “I’ll let you win in the future.”

Dolores became interested, “You won’t fight back when you get punched and you won’t scold me when I scold you?”

“No.”

Dolores looked up into the dark pupils above her and asked, “Then what?”

He chuckled lightly, “I let you stay on top of me.”

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