After entering the room, Matthew put Dolores on the bed.
He then entered the bathroom and dampened a towel for Dolores to wipe her face. The more he looked
at her face, the angrier he got. Matthew threw away the towel and stood in front of Dolores. He asked
her a question in a depressed tone, “What happened? Why are you looking like this?”
Dolores shivered when she recalled what Sampson did to her.
She couldn’t find any word to tell people what happened to her. She didn’t know where to start telling.
“Tell me,” Matthew grabbed Dolores’s shoulder and looked into her eyes, “Have you slept with him?”
It was like a hurricane was forming in his eyes.
Dolores shook her head.
If she didn’t wake up in time… She didn’t dare to imagine what would happen next.
She would never expect Sampson to act this way.
The hurricane in Matthew’s eyes was still there, “Who did this to you?”
Dolores sealed her lips tight and remain silent.
She hugged herself while shivering.
“I asked you a question!” Matthew couldn’t control his anger anymore.
Dolores widened her eyes, and her tears dropped.
She remained silent. Her tears kept dropping, forming a stream on her cheek.
Matthew paced back and forth beside the bed.
He had never lost his cool like this.
Dolores closed her eyes. Soon, Matthew’s action stopped. The room was so quiet that only the sound
of his breathing and her sobbing.
A shadow approached Dolores. Matthew hugged Dolores, who was still shivering. His warm palm
dearly stroked Dolores’ face. Then, he kissed her nose.
During the process, Dolores was nervous, shocked, and powerless. She could felt it. It is the love
Matthew never showed.
“Go take a shower,” Matthew carried her and walked into the bathroom.
The bathtub was filled with warm water, and steam was rising.
Dolores looked at Matthew in shock.
She never thought a man like Matthew would do something like this for her.
Matthew turned around and looked at her, “Do you need my service?”
What?
Dolores shook her head and quickly rejected him, “No. No.”
“I’ll wait for you outside. Call my name if you need anything,” Matthew exhorted.
“Alright.”
Dolores locked the door as soon as she closed it. She had to make sure the door lock was working
before she dared to take off her clothes.
She was still terrified by what Sampson did.
Dolores entered into the bathtub. The temperature was just fine. Her hair floated on the water like water
grasses. There was a hot body sunk under the water.
She rubbed every inch of her body carefully. She didn’t dare to think about what had Sampson done
when she was unconscious.
Dolores cleaned her skin so hard. She wanted to clean Sampson’s touch.
Matthew could clearly felt that Dolores never told him the truth as he stood outside of the bathroom.
She must know who was it.
The only reason she didn’t tell him was, she didn’t want to.
Matthew took the telephone at the bedside and called Abbot, “Help me to check who went to KS Club
with Dolores tonight.”
“Yes, Mr. Nelson,” Abbot answered.
Matthew rubbed his forehead after putting down the telephone.
Dolores took too long in the bathroom. Matthew went and knocked on the door, “Are you done yet?”
“Yes.” Dolores was wrapping herself in the towel. She didn’t have anything to wear in the bathroom.
After soaking herself in the water for over an hour, she was wide awake and calm.
She opened the door and saw Matthew standing outside of the bathroom. His shirt was unbuttoned on
the collar, and he was wearing a pair of black trousers that showed the length of his long legs. Matthew
was staring at her.
Dolores’ hair was still wet. There were water drops on her shoulder, and they looked like crystals on her
fair skin.
Dolores’ grabbed her towel carefully as if she was afraid that it would fall, “Can you do me a favour?”
“Yes,” Matthew turned his sight away from Dolores and answered softly.
“Can you get me something to wear? Anything.”
Matthew looked at Dolores, “Do you know what time it is now?”
Dolores shook her head.
“It is already one o’clock in the midnight. Where do you expect me to buy you anything to wear?” Even
shops in the shopping malls had closed by now.
Matthew gave Dolores one of his shirts, “Wear this first. I’ll buy you something to wear tomorrow
morning.”
Dolores didn’t wear it right away. She hesitated, “I want to go home.”
Matthew’s expression turned cold, “Don’t you remember your identity?”
She promised him last time. Did she forget about it?
Matthew reached out his arm and held her waist. Two bodies got so close together. When Dolores was
about to resist Matthew, her hands were caught. Matthew looked into her eyes and said, “You have to
get used this.”
Dolores lowered her eyes and stayed in his arms quietly.
“I’m tired.”
“I’ll hug you to sleep,” Matthew carried Dolores and tuck her in. He then lay on the bed and hugged her
from behind.
Dolores wasn’t used to this.
She moved her body, trying to get away from Matthew.
Matthew frowned and warned Dolores, “Stop moving.”
Dolores was shocked. She could felt Matthew’s body temperature was rising.
She wasn’t as innocent as a little girl. She knew what was going on.
Dolores didn’t dare to make any move anymore. She even slowed down her breath to avoid triggering
the man behind her.
Even though she had agreed to remain a husband-wife relationship with him, she wasn’t ready to take
things to the next level.
“Relax. I felt like I’m hugging a rock now.” Matthew closed his eyes and tried his best to conceal his
desire.
Dolores couldn’t control her body.
She couldn’t relax at all.
She wasn’t wearing anything, and he was hugging her. How could she ever felt relax?
Furthermore, he had already been triggered.
The feeling was strong too.
“Be good,” Matthew kissed Dolores on her hair.
Dolores swallowed her saliva, “Yes, I had promised you…but…but you have to have my permission
before…”
“Before what?” Matthew opened his eyes and smiled mischievously.
Dolores covered her face with a pillow, “You know what I mean.”
“I don’t.”
Matthew’s smile was getting wider.
Dolores pretended that she was asleep, and remained silent.
It was obvious that Matthew asked her this question on purpose.
It made her shy.
Matthew lay flat on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and asked, “When would you agreed to do that?”
Agree to sleep with him?
Dolores blinked her eyes. She didn’t know the answer to this question. All she knew was she didn’t
want it now.
She didn’t want to hand herself over like this.
She didn’t have a choice the first time.
But this time, she must be the one who made the decision.
“When the time I could deal with men.”
Matthew was speechless.
He can't touch her as long as she couldn’t deal with men?
That’s bull!
Did she want him to become a monk?
Dolores closed her eyes again. She remained silent and pretended she was asleep.
But her body was stiff. It didn’t feel anything like when she was sleep.
Matthew turned around and looked at her. He smiled. He then hugged her from the back and sleep.
Dolores slept well. She only woke up after six in the morning.
Matthew was still sleeping. Dolores took away the blanket and tried to sneak out of bed. However,
Dolores didn’t notice that the towel was already loosened when she was sleeping, and Matthew was
sleeping on it. She only realized that when she stood up and felt the coldness on her skin.
When she tried to pull the towel back from under Matthew, Matthew moved.
Dolores was afraid that Matthew would wake up and saw her naked, so she went back into the blanket.
Matthew turned around and crossed his leg on her. He then continued hugging her to sleep.
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