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Soon, Dolores heard the robotic voice on the other end of the line, âIâm sorry, but the subscriber you dialed is offâ¦â
She looked at Theresa with the phone in her hand, âDonât worry. Your phone is probably dead.â
Theresa nodded. Reaching out, she wanted to hold the baby, âLet me hold him.â
Now the baby could show his face. As Theresa held him, he glanced around and his big, round eyes rolled.
Theresa rubbed his head, âThis little guyâs hair is black as ink. He has a lot of hair.â
Dolores also thought her sonâs hair was pretty good. When Andrew and Amanda were little, their hair didnât look very good. It got better as they slowly grew up.
At that moment, Doloresâ phone started vibrating. She pulled out the phone and saw Matthewâs caller ID. She swiped her finger to answer it.
Soon, she heard Matthewâs voice: âGet out.â
For a moment, Dolores didnât understand, âWhat?â
âIâm at the door.â
Since Abbott had asked for leave, Matthew had been quite busy. He always left home early and returned late. Suddenly, he came back in the afternoon, which made Dolores shocked, âWhy are you back at this hour.â
Uncover new worlds at g alnov els ;com âGoing out.â
Dolores was speechless.
âYou can go out. Iâll take care of Joshua for you,â Theresa said with a smile.
Dolores said into the phone, âOkay, I got it.â After that, she hung it up and said to Theresa, âIf you want to come out, please let my mom take care of him.â
âI know. Go ahead,â Theresa said.
Dolores went upstairs and grabbed a jacket before heading out. A black car was parked on the side of the road. She walked over, opened the door and sat down inside, âYouâre back. Why didnât you come in?â Matthew turned to give her a look.
Under his gaze, Dolores felt quite uncomfortable, âWhat are you looking at?â.
âIâm trying to find out if youâre unhappy.â Otherwise, she wouldnât have called him so suddenly and said those words to him. He reached out to tug her hand, âIs it because Iâve been so busy lately and canât join you, thatâs why it bothers you?â
Dolores patted his hand and said earnestly, âCut the crap. I have something to tell you.â
âEhn. Go ahead. Iâm all ears.â He looked at her without blinking, which made Dolores feel that he wasnât serious at all. She said more seriously, âIâm serious.â
Matthew said, âSo am I.â
After a momentâs thought, Dolores said, âAre you coming back to the company later?â
Matthew replied, âNo, I wonât.â
âWeâre going to call Dad and have dinner with him out tonight.â
âWhy, has something happened?â Looking at her solemn face, Matthew was sure something had happened. Otherwise, she wouldnât suddenly suggest it.
âDad could be sick. Heâs been keeping it from us,â Dolores said.
Matthewâs face darkened. His eyes deepened, âHow did you know?â
If it were a minor illness, Dolores wouldnât have called him out on purpose and with such seriousness.
âWhen Coral was cleaning her bedroom, she accidentally dropped her medicineâ¦. I checked the medicine on the Internet and found out it was to cure cancer,â Dolores said quietly.
Matthew didnât react fiercely, but he felt very uncomfortable. He let go of Doloresâ hand and was silent for a long time as he sat in the driverâs seat.
Dolores grabbed his hand and held it tightly. She comforted him, âPlease donât worry too much. Itâs probably not serious. Right now we should talk to Dad and ask him about his current condition.â
Matthew seemed to have a hard time accepting this news. After a long while, he turned to look at her and asked, âDid you see him clearly?â
It wasnât because he didnât believe what she was saying. It was only because he was unwilling to believe it.
âI wouldnât speak to you recklessly if I hadnât seen it clearly. Itâs my fault. I found something wrong with him earlier, but he told me he just had a cold. He also doesnât hug Joshua as much as he used to. I thought he was afraid of infecting Joshua, so I didnât pay attention to himâ¦. Itâs my fault.â
âItâs not your fault.â Matthew pulled out his phone and dialed Jaydenâs number.
The call didnât connect until a while later.
âDad, where are you?â Matthew said immediately as soon as he got the answer, âI want to meet you. Now.â
Normally, Matthew rarely called Jayden. Judging by his tone, Jayden knew he had probably sensed something. He let out a sigh and said, âLetâs meet outside.â
âOkay.â Matthew gave him an address and hung up the phone. He tossed the phone into the center console and started the engine. The car roared away.
Dolores knew he probably needed some time to calm down right then, so she didnât continue to comfort him. They could talk after they met with Jayden.
In the quiet compartment, they could clearly hear each otherâs breathing.
The car was parked in front of a tea house. As soon as they got out and entered, they could smell the faint aroma of tea. A waiter came over to greet them. Matthew said, âPlease put us in a quiet box. A pot of Chinese oolong tea, please.â
âThis way, please.â The waiter led them to the innermost box, âThis box is the quietest.â
The decoration of the box was antique and elegant. Matthew nodded in satisfaction.
He and Dolores sat down. Soon the waiter arrived with a tea set and set them on the tea table.
Dolores said, âWe want to be here alone. You donât have to stay and serve us.â
The waiter left. When Dolores was learning design, she studied the tea ceremony to get a sense of peace of mind. Although she was not as skilled, she still remembered the consequences. She heated the tea with boiled water, took a look at the color and smelled the aroma, put some tea leaves, poured the water and brewed the tea in one go.
After a while, the box was filled with a faint aroma of tea. Matthew gradually calmed down.
Creakâ¦
The door to the box was pushed open. Jayden walked in.
Dolores put down the teapot and stood up, âDad, here you came.â
Jayden motioned for her to sit down. He sat down at the tea table and looked at the tea. He asked, âDid you make it?â Dolores said yes.
âHave you ever learned the tea ceremony before?â
âI went to several classes. I only know a little about it.â Dolores poured him a cup of tea.
Jayden took it and took a sip. He asked, âDo you know him?â
Dolores glanced at Matthew and replied, âYes.â
âWhy have you kept him from us?â Matthew was now quite quiet. His voice was extremely low.
Jayden let out a sigh, âI was planning to tell.â
I knew I could keep it from him for a moment, but not for a lifetime.
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