“If you had to choose between a boy and a girl, what will be your choice?” Dolores Flores ruminated for
a moment.
Matthew Nelson looked up and gazed at her, “If I had to choose, I’d prefer you give birth to another
baby girl.”
Having Samuel Flores as the only son was enough.
Their daughter was closer to them, he adored how attached Simona Flores was to him.
Compared to the daughter, their relationship with their son became less intimate.
Dolores found a comfortable position and relaxed herself in his arms, “I like boys, and I hope it’s a boy
this time.”
Girls were delicate, they got hurt easily be it in relationships or in life, whereas guys were different.
Matthew understood why she had this mindset, she was speaking from experience. He hugged Dolores
and kissed her forehead, “No one is going to hurt our daughter.”
Dolores never second guessed his words.
This topic seemed a little distant, Dolores questioned, “Why did you tell Sean about what happened?”
“Hmm?” Matthew frowned slightly, what did she mean?
What exactly did he tell Sean?
“About what Jeffery Harris did,” Dolores explained.
“He knew about it?”
“You didn’t tell him…” Dolores felt something wasn’t right, Matthew would’ve admitted it if he was the
one who told Sean.
Only a few people were aware about this, Boyce, Armand, even Charles, it could be anyone of them.
“Don’t think too much about it.” Matthew patted her back, “Go to sleep.”
There wasn’t a need to worry if Sean had heard about the inside story, he was unwilling to let Sean
know about this matter either.
Even if he were able to keep it from him, there was no telling if it would stay a secret in the future. This
wasn’t a small matter to begin with.
He did not want Dolores to lose sleep over such affairs.
“All you have to do is take care of yourself and safely bring our baby girl into this world, I will handle the
rest.”
Dolores lowered her eyes and thought, ‘how is he so sure that it’s a girl?’
She joked, “What if it’s a boy?”
“It won’t be,” said Matthew confidently. “If our baby turns out to be a boy, you’ll have to get pregnant
again,” he continued.
If Dolores gave birth to this child, there was no doubt she could give birth to another, he thought to
himself.
Dolores was speechless.
“There, there, don’t think about it anymore. Get some rest.” Matthew placed her head into his embrace,
holding her close.
Dolores lifted her head up, taking in the sight of his firm chin and fair complexion with visible stubble.
He hadn’t gotten enough rest for the past two days, she figured.
There she silently laid in his embrace.
A few moments later, Matthew exhaled steady breaths. Dolores knew he was tired, she kissed his chin
and slumped back into his arms.
It did not take long for Dolores to drift off to sleep, perhaps she was tired due to her pregnancy.
The night was unusually still and calm, as if the chaos in broad daylight never existed.
At 5 a.m., Matthew awoke to the sound of his phone ringing. He gently got off the bed, careful enough
not to wake Dolores up, and went to the balcony to take the call.
“What’s the matter?”
Abbott Baron’s voice could be heard over the line, “Jessica Lennon’s results are out.”
How were the test results released so soon? It wasn’t even time yet.
He clenched his jaw tight as he recalled what Abbott had mentioned the last time, “Go ahead,” he
prompted.
Over the phone, Abbott was hesitant to speak, he turned to face the doctor while he held the results in
his hands, “Are you sure about this?” he asked once more.
“Yes,” the doctor replied with no hesitation.
It had reached the late stage.
The test results would not have been mistaken.
After all, this hospital was known to be the most authoritative in the country.
Abbott had no choice but to be plain honest with him, “The doctor confirmed that she’s in the late
stage.”
This was bad news, with Dolores in such a condition, if she found out about Jessica’s…
He couldn’t imagine any further.
“This news cannot be leaked.” he ordered while pressing his eyebrows.
Abbott followed, “Understood.”
Only the doctor was aware of the incident, as long as the hospital did not keep the news in, it would be
impossible for Dolores to learn about this.
He couldn’t bring himself to feign ignorance of Jessica’s health status, especially because she was
Dolores’ mother. It took him some moments before he contacted Boyce and told him to take Jessica
out for treatment, no matter if she was in the early stage or in the late stage. He wanted to do all he
could to help.
With Jessica sick, they had to register a time and date for her treatment, Boyce knew what had to be
done and said, “I will settle this.”
Boyce felt overwhelmingly heavy now that the issue with Jessica surfaced at such a crucial time.
It was as if Chloe Chambers knew that people were out to get her, there wasn’t a single sight of her to
be seen. He had no choice left but to let his subordinates take over in keeping an eye out for Chloe,
while he ran his errands.
Back in the bedroom, Dolores moved her body ever so slightly, she realized the bed next to her was
empty. Her eyelashes tremored as she gradually opened her eyes, no one was next to her. She laid in
bed for a while before needing to use the bathroom, as she sat up, Dolores noticed Matthew standing
at the balcony.
He wore a white crumpled shirt, his tall and slender legs stood straight. Even though the clothes he had
clad on weren’t the most decent, nothing could have hidden his upright posture.
Matthew ended the call and paused for a moment before he made his way back into the bedroom.
When he caught sight of Dolores already awake and staring at him, he froze for a second but quickly
recovered. He walked towards her, and softly asked, “You’re awake?”
Dolores nodded, “Who were you talking to over the phone?”
When Dolores awoke, Matthew already hung up the call, she had no clue who Matthew was having a
conversation with.
“It was just some matters with the company,” said Matthew casually.
He stroked her messy bed hair, “Are you hungry?”
Dolores shook her head. Company calls were rare at this hour, it must’ve been about her, she figured.
She knew Matthew wasn’t telling the truth, what she didn’t know was that the call had nothing to do
with her, it was actually something related to Jessica.
“Call Coral here for me,” spoke Dolores.
She needed to use the bathroom but felt embarrassed with Matthew in front of her.
Matthew thought she was feeling under the weather, “I’ll call the doctor.”
“No,” Dolores blurted out, “I’m fine.”
“Hmm?” Matthew scrunched his eyebrows, why did she even need Coral if everything was alright.
What was it that she couldn’t tell him?
If she wasn’t hungry, perhaps she was thirsty?
“I’ll pour you a glass of water.” Matthew assumed it was water she needed. Her desire to use the
bathroom grew even stronger when she heard the word ‘water’.
“I’m not thirsty.” Dolores blushed as she held her breath in. Matthew who stood by the table side
observed her manner, she seemed embarrassed to speak up again.
Matthew appeared to have figured it out, he walked over and carried her, “You need the bathroom?”
Dolores pursed her lips, not saying a word.
Matthew chuckled, “That’s natural, and I wouldn’t mind if it was you. Besides, which part of your body
have I not seen before?”
Whether Dolores was embarrassed or in distress, she was burning bright red, even her neck glowed a
shade of pink.
“Put me down.” Dolores bit her lip.
“I’ll carry you in.” Matthew paid no attention to her rejection, and proceeded to place her on top of the
lavatory, “Do you want me to take it off for you?”
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