Chapter 642: Chapter 642



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Matthew laughed, “Even if I have nothing to say to you, can’t I stay here and spend some time alone with you?”. Dolores was speechless.

Dolores said nothing and felt helpless, “This is the kitchen, why are you staying here? It’s not like you know how to cook or chop vegetables.”

“Are you looking over my shoulder?” Matthew unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled up his sleeves. He washed his hands in the basin, “Give me the knife, I’ll cut the vegetables.”

Dolores looked at him, “You want to cut the vegetables?”.

Matthew took the knife from her hand, “What’s so hard about this?”.

Dolores handed him the knife and stood to the side. She untied her apron and tied it around Matthew’s waist, “So, will you be preparing tonight’s meal?”.

Matthew lowered his head and glanced down at her hand, which was tying the apron around his waist. He said with a slight smile, “Dare you eat it if I’m the one cooking it?”

“What is there to be afraid of? No matter the taste, whether it’s raw or cooked, I’ll eat it as long as you do it.” Dolores turned away.

Matthew laughed, “Then I guess I have to go to some cooking class. I can’t let my daughter starve to death, can I?”.

As he said that, he looked down at Dolores’ stomach.

Dolores felt a little ridiculous. Why did she think it would be a daughter in her stomach? And was she learning to cook just for her daughter?

“You cook today.” After saying that, Dolores tried to leave the kitchen. Matthew tugged on her wrist and said, “Stay here and come with me.”

Dolores looked at him weakly, “Let your daughter come with you.” Matthew was speechless.

He was stunned for a moment, thinking her words were rather clueless. However, he quickly reacted and realized why she was acting this way. He couldn’t help but smile, “Are you jealous?”

“Who’s jealous?” Dolores wasn’t jealous. Even if she was, she wouldn’t admit it.

“If you’re not jealous, then why do you want to leave?”

“I don’t want to stay in the kitchen.” Dolores lifted her head and said, “Let go of me now, I’m going out.”

Matthew smiled and hugged her in his arms, “You are the closest to me, and also the one sharing the bed with me…”

Dolores instantly covered his mouth. They were in the kitchen and there were people in the living room. How could this man speak without thinking about the occasion?

What if other people heard what he was saying?

“Help me get my phone out of my pocket.” Matthew felt a vibration coming from his phone, as if someone was calling him. His hands were still wet, making it awkward to reach for his phone.

Dolores warned him, “Don’t play dumb and say those meaningless words. It’s not good for other people to hear what you say.” Matthew was speechless.

How was he saying nonsense?

They were a couple and they were also sleeping together. So how could it be senseless to say that she was the closest to him? His son would eventually marry and leave home. As for his daughter, even if he was unwilling, she would also end up getting married.

Dolores asked, “In which pocket?”

“In the right one,” Matthew answered her.

She reached into his pocket, touched the vibrating phone, pulled it out, and saw Armand’s name on the phone’s screen.

At the thought of what had happened today, the smile on Dolores’ face disappeared instantly. She looked at Matthew and said, “It’s Armand.”

“You answer the call,” Matthew said.

Dolores answered him with an “um”, and then answered the call, “Hello?”.

She could feel as if the person on the other end of the phone stopped for a moment, apparently she felt strange because she was the one who had answered the phone, “Dolores?”

Dolores said yes.

“I’m at the police station, can you get Matthew to bail me out?”

Dolores frowned, “Why did you end up in a police station?”

“I got into a fight,” Armand said casually.

“Okay.”

Armand responded with an “um” and hung up the phone.

“What’s wrong?” asked Matthew. Dolores’s didn’t look good.

“Armand got into a fight and is now at the police station. He’s asking you to go to the police station to bail him out.” told Dolores.

She put the phone back in her pocket, untied her apron and said, “I’ll go with you.”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go to the police station.” It wasn’t a good place for her.

“I’ll go check it out, otherwise I won’t be calm. Why did she suddenly get into a fight with someone else? Most likely it was Theresa’s fault. Theresa had time to prepare herself. Although she still feels sad, she could adjust in time. For Armand, however, it’s different. It all happened suddenly; I’m afraid he won’t be able to handle it.”

Matthew nodded.

The two left the kitchen. Dolores called Lucy and let her prepare dinner. Coral also finished her work outside, so she also went to the kitchen and helped prepare dinner.

“I’ll be back soon. You guys get dinner ready first.” Dolores said.

Coral said, “You can go. Lucy and I are home and we can prepare dinner. Don’t worry too much.” Dolores smiled and said okay.

Matthew took the key out of the car and got out with Dolores. When they got in the car, he drove straight to the police station.

Dolores hesitated and asked, “Do you think it’s a bad idea to keep this from Armand?”

“Since Theresa didn’t want to tell, you shouldn’t interfere in his affairs.”

As good as their relationship was, it wouldn’t be good to meddle in other people’s emotional affairs. It would be fine if everything went well, but what if things ended in an ugly way? How would they view her?

She didn’t want Dolores meddling in their problems.

Dolores understood what he meant and let out a slight sigh.

“You worry too much about other people every day,” Matthew looked at her. “When the baby is born, it will become sentimental like you. Don’t worry too much about other people’s affairs. Everyone has their own destiny.”

Dolores couldn’t help but feel amused, “How could you possibly relate?”

“Just listen to me,” Matthew said in an overbearing manner.

Dolores knew he meant well for her and her son, “Okay, I’ll listen to you.”

After a while, they arrived at the police station. Matthew parked the car in front of the police station. When he got out of the car, Dolores followed him and got out. She also wanted to understand the situation.

Matthew took her by the hand and they walked into the police station together.

In fact, it was unusual for them to be taken to the police station for this kind of bar fight. Arguably, something like this was fairly common, and had always happened in those types of places. However, a customer saw Armand get beaten up pretty badly, so he called the police.

And now, the manager and the two security guards, as well as Armand, were being questioned by the police and giving their statements.

As they entered the police station, they saw Armand sitting there. His body was bloodied and the head wound was crudely bandaged. Dolores frowned and thought, “He even had blood in his wounds, is he badly hurt?”.

She raised her head and glanced at Matthew.

Matthew took her by the hand and walked over.

Armand lifted his head and saw that they were heading towards him. He turned his head in another direction, he didn’t want them to see his wounds.

But what he didn’t know was that when he raised his head, they had already seen the wound on his face. Matthew went to take care of the bail, and Dolores didn’t ask him why he had gotten into a fight in the first place either.

She only asked him if his injuries were serious or not.

Armand said, “Not serious. Just some small wounds.”

The black and blue bruises at the corner of his eyes were still there, and he kept claiming that he was fine….

“Later, when we get out of here, you should go get checked out at the hospital,” Dolores said.

“I’m doing very well. The wounds were taken care of.”

“Even if you feel fine, you should go get checked out,” Dolores said seriously.

Armand lowered his head and remained silent.

Both parties were responsible for this bar fight. After mediation, both parties decided not to hold each other responsible and accepted the settlement.

They were able to leave the police station after the guarantor signed the papers.

When they left the police station, only then did Dolores dare to ask, “Was it because of Theresa?”

“Don’t mention anything to me about her. As of today, I have nothing to do with her.” Armand walked away alone and didn’t get into Matthew’s car.

“Where are you going?” Dolores was worried about him.

He was obviously still upset .

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