Dolores took a wet wipe and handed it to him.
Matthew didn’t respond to her, just stared at her faintly.
Her daughter did this to him; shouldn’t Dolores wipe his face herself?
Dolores understood the look in his eyes and stretched out her hand to wipe his face, but Simona pulled
the hem of her shirt, “Mommy, give it to me. I will wipe Daddy’s face.”
Matthew, “…”
Dolores looked down at her daughter, her little eyes full of longing, begging to do it.
Simona pulled on her clothes and acted like a baby, “Mommy, I want to do it, let me do it.”
Dolores couldn’t refuse. Just as she was about to hand it to Simona, Matthew took it and wiped his
face.
Dolores, “…”
She grumbled, “Is my daughter the devil?”
“Almost.”
Matthew wiped his face and gave the wet wipe back to Dolores, “I’m going.”
Simona frowned, thinking about the meaning of their words. As the door closed, she still hadn’t
understood the meaning. She looked up at Dolores and asked, “Mommy, who is the devil?”
“Nobody. Let’s go eat.” Dolores picked her up and brought her back to the table, “Listen to your
grandmother.”
Simona turned her head and looked at the closed door, thinking about when her Daddy was going to
come back.
Jessica was feeding her but she was too absent-minded to ear properly.
Her head was full of Matthew.
Dolores looked at her daughter and sighed deeply. What was she going to do with her? She thought.
But again, for the time being she could not immediately take Simona away from Matthew. Their safety
was most important, so they could only take it slow.
Dolores took a tray of food for Samuel to his room. She held the tray in one hand and opened the door
of the room with the other. Samuel was standing by the window, holding the curtains, watching Matthew
drive away.
“What are you looking at?” Dolores walked in.
Samuel hurriedly pulled the curtains closed and shook his head, “Nothing. I was just bored in the
house, so was looking outside.”
“If you want to come out then just come out. The swelling on your face has gone down a lot, no once
will be able to see it.” Putting the food on the table, Dolores walked over and sat on the chair.
“No, it’s too ugly to be seen by anyone.” Samuel’s ego was pretty big.
Dolores put the milk in front of him, “What do you want to eat tomorrow? I will make it for you.”
Samuel shook his head and lowered his eyes. He stuffed his mouth with rice, not really chewing,
looking a little depressed.
Dolores came over, hugged him and said in a distressed tone, “Samuel, what is the matter? Does your
head hurt?”
“No.” He was in a bad mood, not because he was injured but because Simona called that heartless guy
Daddy.
He never raised them.
Why call him father?
He picked at the rice with his chopsticks. Actually, when Simona had called Matthew Daddy, he had felt
a little uncomfortable.
“What is it then?” Dolores looked down at her son.
“It’s nothing. I am just a little annoyed because of my injury.”
Dolores kissed his head, “Sorry. I couldn’t protect you.”
“It’s not about you.” In order to not make Dolores worried, Samuel put away his emotions and started
eating properly.
Matthew’s car stopped outside the S&H Hotel.
He sat in the car and watched the video of Dolores being undressed. There was no sound in the video.
Sampson was clearly saying something while undressing her, but Matthew couldn’t pat attention to his
words. His gaze was fixed on Sampson’s hands. The corner of his eyes crinkled as he narrowed his
eyes a bit.
The video stopped when Sampson unbuttoned her pants.
He closed the video and called Abbott.
After the call got connected, Abbott immediately said, “Warner called me, I think he wanted to meet
you. I didn’t answer his call. I don’t think he will stop.”
If this matter was not resolved, Herbert family’s reputation was going to be completely ruined and their
century-old family estate was going to be ruined.
“Find a man and send him to S&H Hotel.”
Abbott was a little confused by his response and became quiet.
What was this situation?
He didn’t react for a long time, “What kind of a man do you want?”
Handsome or ugly?
Tall or fat?
What did he want the man to do?
Did he want someone with a specific indulgence?
Matthew didn’t explain, he just said, “You have half an hour.”
After saying that, Matthew hung up the phone. Then he got out of the car and walked into the hotel.
Maria had arrived there long ago. Landon had forbidden her from going out, so she had run out secretly
when there was no one around.
She wanted not only Matthew but also wanted to win Landon’s trust. If she seized this opportunity well,
maybe she would be able to make Landon see what she was capable of. Warner was not the only
capable one in the Herbert family.
In order to calm herself down, she drank a bit of wine. Her face was flushed.
The doorbell rang.
Her heart jumped in her chest. She quickly stood up and walked up to the mirror to check incase her
clothes were messy or her carefully done makeup was smudged.
She smiled at herself in the mirror. With her white teeth and red lips, she looked enchanting and
beautiful. Perfect!
Satisfied with her appearance, she went to open the door.
The man standing at the door was tall and handsome. However, his eyes were cold and lacking any
warmth, looking at her as if she was a stranger.
Maria’s heart drowned a little bit. It hurt.
Suppressing her emotions, she turned sideways, “Come in.”
Looking unruly, with both his hands in his pockets, Matthew walked in. Maria closed the door and
turned around to look at him. She looked the man who fascinated her, her mind became blank for a
moment. Then she rushed forward and hugged him from behind, “Matthew.”
Her face was buried in his huge back, strong and warm.
She was lost in his fragrance. He smelled really good.
Matthew broke free from her embrace unceremoniously and said coldly, “Say what you want. I don’t
like easy women who throw themselves at men.”
Maria wasn’t strong enough and Matthew easily broke free from her arms.
She stood trembling on the spot, looking at Matthew, “What about Dolores then? Is she purer and
nobler than me?”
She sat down on the bed and laughed, “At least I gave my purity to you. What did she give you? Two
children who are not your blood?”
She chuckled, “Why? Are you going to be their stepdad?”
Matthew already knew all this and was not irritated at all.
He reached out and picked up the wine glass from the table. He swirled it around in his hand, the blood
red liquid swaying and rippling under his movements.
He put the glass under his nose and smelled it lightly. It was fragrant and elegant, without strong
alcohol. “This wine doesn’t suit you.”
Maria walked over and put his arms on his shoulders, “What kind suits me?”
Matthew didn’t answer her, just smiled lightly.
Coincidentally, the doorbell rang at that moment. Maria looked up at Matthew, “Who is this?”
“It’s for you. You will know when you see it.”
Maria looked a little flattered, “You gave me a gift?”
Matthew reached out and twirled a stray strand of her hair in his fingers. He smiled lightly, “You gave
me such a big gift. Shouldn’t I return the favor?”
Maria’s face turned pale in an instant, “What do you mean?”
Matthew pinned the strand of hair behind her ear, retracted his hand and smiled, “What are you afraid
of? You look better when you smile.”
Matthew pinned the strand of hair behind her ear, retracted his hand and smiled, “What are you afraid
of? You look better when you smile.”
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