Theresa left the lounge sensibly and closed the door behind her.
Matthew helped her hold the hemline of the wedding dress and let her sit on the sofa. He asked, “What
do you want to tell me?”
Dolores reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, making him look into her eyes.
They were so close that their breathes intertwined. Matthew wrapped around her waist. His deep eyes
were twinkling. He slowly approached her ear and whispered, “What do you want to tell me?”
He was way too close, so Dolores slightly blushed. When she was about to speak, her lips were sealed
by his warm lips.
She slowly closed her eyes. Her curly eyelashes slightly trembled next to his. She felt his breath. She
didn’t move at all, enjoying the passionate kiss from his soft but hot lips.
Dolores wrapped his neck and kissed him back. After a long while, Matthew finally released her. They
looked into each other’s eyes. She found the lipstick that stained his lips, so she reached out to wipe it
off for him, “I’m so happy today.”
“Because you’ve married me?” Matthew faked that he didn’t understand what she meant. He knew that
she was referring to the Harris family.
Dolores paused wiping for him. Knowing that he said it on purpose, she intentionally pressed his lips
with her fingers. She said, “Don’t flatter yourself. What’s so happy about marrying you...”
Before she finished her words, Matthew grabbed her hand, pressed her on the sofa, and trapped her
with his body. Supporting himself with arms on the sofa to avoid press her belly, he said while raising
his eyebrows, “Aren’t you happy to marry me? Who do you want to marry then?”
Dolores didn’t dodge. Blinking, she gazed at him, “I want to marry my children’s father, a man who can
bring me to surprise in the wedding. I want to marry a man named Matthew Nelson...”
Matthew let out a muffled laugh. Reaching out, he pinched her nose, “It’s still the daytime. Are you
luring me now?”
“No, I’m not...”
Knock. Knock.
Right then, they heard a few knocks on the door, which interrupted Dolores. She pushed him,
“Someone is at the door.”
Matthew released her, tidying up her wedding dress, kissed her on the forehead, and stood up to open
the door.
Boyce was standing at the door. Seeing Matthew, he took a glance inside the lounge.
“What’s up?” Matthew could tell that he wanted to speak to Dolores but hide it from him. He asked,
“Why? Can’t you tell me?”
Boyce shook his head, “Nah. I came for you. Everyone is waiting for you now.”
Matthew invited the directors of the overseas branches of the company, and he hadn’t met them yet.
Matthew nodded.
He turned to look at Dolores and said, “I’ll see you later.”
Dolores said, “All right. Go ahead.”
After Matthew left, Boyce walked into the lounge. He had sent his men to check the surveillance video
and looked up the woman who had sent the gift. However, he didn’t tell Dolores about the details. He
said, “We haven’t found the woman who brought the gift here yet. It should just be an ordinary gift for
your wedding.”
Dolores nodded. After all, it was nothing dangerous, so she didn’t take it to heart.
“Okay. I’ll go back to the hall then.” Boyce left.
Theresa came in to help her change the dress.
She put on a red dress, which was also tailored. It was not as long as the wedding dress. The hemline
only reached her ankles, so it was easy for her to walk around. She also didn’t need to wear high heels.
Then Theresa took off her veil and tidied her hair. Her hairstyle matched the red dress, making her
beautiful in another different way.
“Where are the kids?” asked Dolores.
“They are next door now,” answered Theresa.
Dolores nodded, “Okay. Please follow me during the banquet.”
“Your husband should take you to meet a lot of people later. I don’t think it’s proper.”
Theresa knew the rules very well. It was Dolores’s wedding day. When she came over to help Dolores,
she saw Matthew talking to a lot of people. Some of them urged to meet Dolores. Theresa didn’t think it
was appropriate for her to follow Dolores all the way.
“No worries. You are my friend.” Dolores had her purpose to ask Theresa to follow her.
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