Matthew was rendered speechless.
Dolores raised her head to look at him as if she was asking him what the hell was going on.
Matthew finally understood why Samuel paused just now.
Samuel was so young, but how could he become so scheming?
“Kid, if you keep acting like this way, you’ll not grow tall."
“I will grow taller than you. You’ll not be able to grow tall." Samuel seemed to be emboldened due to the
presence of his mommy.
Was this kid dropping his benefactor as soon as his help was not required?
"What the hell is going on?" Dolores suddenly stood to her feet. Judging from their tones when they
were talking, it looked like the two of them were quite familiar with each other.
Didn’t Samuel detest Matthew very much?
How came that he they had contacts with each other?
Had Matthew secretly come into contact with her son without her acknowledgement?
What was his intention?
"Make it clear to me." Dolores pulled a long face and acted like she would not let go of them easily if
they didn’t give her an explanation.
“You, tell me." Dolores pointed at Samuel.
Samuel blinked his eyes and told her the truth, “Mummy, I know that you were bullied by Sampson."
Dolores’ heart missed one beat. How... How did Samuel know about this?
“Samuel."
“He told me about that." Samuel pointed at Matthew and added, “When Sampson went to our home
and said that he wanted to take us out to have meal together, I felt that he was bearing some bad
intentions. So I call Matthew for help. He asked me whether if I wanted to seek revenge for you. My
answer was YES. Then he instructed me to be taken away by Sampson obediently because he would
be able to find out the evidences of the crime that Sampson had committed in this way."
Samuel was clear that her mom cared about him a lot. So even if Sampson had bullied her, she would
not seek revenge against him at the cost of her son’s safety.
Originally, he intended to tell Matthew about this, but when thinking of that Matthew had dumped her
mother before, he dropped the idea. He had expected that Dolores would get mad after learning about
this.
“Is that so?" Dolores asked while fixing her eyes on Matthew with a gush of coldness surging from her
heart.
Undoubtedly, Matthew had the courage to take the blame for what he had done.
“Yes."
Although Dolores was very angry, she didn’t fly into a temper in front of Samuel; instead, she asked
Samuel to have a good rest, “Samuel, sleep for a more while. Mummy will come back home to bring
your clothes here."
Samuel obediently nodded his head and pulled the quilt. He stole a glance at Matthew with his lips
curling up into a triumphal smile.
‘Mummy is angry now. Will you be able to kiss her in such case?’ Samuel thought to himself.
“Come with me." Dolores left the room after finishing the words.
Matthew threw a glance at Samuel and asked, “Kid, you framed me?"
"I was just telling the truth. How could it be a frame?" Samuel pulled the quilt to cover half of his face
and blinked his eyes that were exposed out of the quilt, “It was you who asked me to be caught."
When he was saying the last sentence, his voice fell to a whisper.
It seemed to be inappropriate to do so.
Matthew had helped him to punish a bad guy.
But Matthew actually had done something wrong.
With such thoughts, Samuel felt more sorry to Matthew.
“Well." Matthew curled his lips into a light smile, “I lost. But..."
His smile became brighter as he said meaningfully, “Guess whether I can subside your mom’s anger?"
“Nope." Samuel replied confidently because he knew deep down that Dolores loved him so much.
“My mom gave birth to me and she loves me so much."
Matthew was amused by the logic in his words.
He squatted down and looked into Samuel’s eyes, “Kid, you can never give your mommy the things
that I can give to her."
“What?" When looking into Matthew’s eyes with confidence in it, Samuel was flustered.
Matthew stood up as if they hadn’t had eyes contact just now. He slowly stroked his collar that had no
folds on it, “Your mommy is waiting for me."
"Make it clear!" Samuel sat up with a rush.
‘He was angry?’ Matthew thought to himself.
But he just walked out of the room steadily and completely ignored Samuel’s shouting.
Dolores was waiting for him outside. When seeing him coming out of the room, she asked, “What are
you doing inside? It has been a long while."
"I had a small talk with your son." Matthew pressed down the ‘unlock’ button of the car key and with a
‘di’ sound, the car that was parked at the entrance was unlocked.
“Let’s go."
Dolores followed him and got into the car.
After driving for a short while, Dolores finally broke the silence, “Stop. I have something to take to you."
Matthew stopped the car by the roadside.
“You’ve really gone too far this time. Do you know?" Dolores turned her head to look out of the window
because she didn’t have the courage to look into his eyes. She was disappointed inside. She never
dreamed of the possibility the he would love her children or accept them.
But she couldn’t accept him taking risks with the children’s safety.
“They’re very important to me." Dolores put one hand on her chest. It felt like something had poked a
hole in her heart and the wind was blowing through her incomplete heart, making her feel chilly all over.
“How could you use his life as your bait? What if there’s an accident? Have you ever thought of that?"
She added with her head lowered, “I was not you. You have many women who take fancy to you to
choose when you’re tired of me and you can have many children in the future. But I only have Samuel
and Simona."
Matthew’s expressions changed dramatically when he heard the last sentence.
He looked at Dolores gloomily, “Dolores Flores, dare you to say it again!"
He seldom called her by full name.
Matthew clutched her chin, forcing her to face himself, and said word by word, “Dare you to say it
again!"
When perceiving the disappointment in his eyes, Dolores was a bit dumbfounded. She then sneered,
“You chased me because of novelty, right? There are various kinds of women in your world, and most
of which are of your own class. Why do you take fancy to me?"
Her appearance?
There were numerous women who were much more beautiful than her.
“There mustn’t be a woman who has given birth to a child by your side, right?" Her words were quite
scornful.
Matthew was so furious, but he grinned instead, “Was I so good to you before, that you think that I’m
an affable person? Huh?"
“Do you forget what you have promised me?" He approached her little by little and Dolores could see
his sharp eyes and eyebrows clearly as well as feel his breathing. She held her breath and replied, “But
you’ve also promised me that you won’t hurt my children."
"Did I hurt them?"
"But you took advantage of them."
"So what do you want to do?"
Dolores looked down. Yeah, what could she do to him?
She had no power to fight against him.
She would swallow the grievance if it was her who was taken advantage of because she didn’t care
about it. But since this matter was related to her child, she would never make a concession!
“Dare you to take advantage of them again, I will kill you." She said in a resolute tone.
“Kill me?" Matthew had never seen a person who had the assurance to claim that she would kill him in
front of himself.
And it was uttered by a woman.
He didn’t get mad; instead, he chuckled.
He praised her doggedness. Apparently she had nothing, but she had the courage.
“All right. If this happen again, you can kill me." He loosened the clutch on her chin, reached out his
hand to grasp her waist, and then exerted some forces on his hand to carry her from the backseat to
the driver seat.
Dolores exclaimed in shock, “What are you doing?"
“Hiss. Keep your voice down."
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