Helen entered the office with some documents in her hands, and when she caught sight of Dolores, a hint of brutality flashed across her eyes.

Was this woman trying to seduce Matthew while she was gone?

Matthew was hers. Dolores should never trespass this area!

She wanted to slap Dolores so much.

However, at this moment, Matthew spoke up instead. “What’s the matter?”

“I need your signature on this document,” Helen hid the brutality away immediately, forcing a smile while answering him.

He grabbed the documents and started to leaf through them. He paused to ask Dolores to leave. “You’re not needed here at the moment. You may leave us now.”

Dolores gave him a small nod before exiting his office.

“Matthew, she—”

“I have asked for her to translate something for me. Is there something wrong with that?” His face was unfazed as he interrupted her.

There were no traces of him lying by looking at his face. He was secretly taking responsibility for what had happened to Dolores recently. He knew full well about Helen’s unfriendly attitude toward Dolores, but he couldn’t do anything to change the situation.

He had some responsibility when it came to Helen.

“No, nothing.” Helen walked over and started to give him a massage. “You can leave such things to me in the future.”

Matthew simply mumbled some response.

*****

After getting off work, Dolores stood by the road next to the building. She saw a black car slowly emerged from the garage and she unconsciously straightened her back. She knew the identity of that person in the driver’s seat.

The black car rolled to a stop in front of her. Abbott wasn’t with Matthew so he was driving himself. The window rolled down and Matthew’s calm gaze came into view.

Dolores was wearing a red dress with a flat collar. Her waistline was accentuated and the dress reached just below her knees. Her pale legs were exposed to the slightly chilly night air.

As she felt his burning gaze, Dolores hastily explained. “I didn’t want to be dressed too casually and embarrass you. After all, I am still your ‘wife.’ ”

She was deliberately giving the explanation because she was afraid Randolph would see through her lies and realize they didn’t love each other.

During afternoon break, Dolores had specifically returned to the villa and picked out the particular dress. She’d never worn it before. It was given to her by Sampson on her eighteenth birthday.

Dolores was always fair-skinned and the bright red colored dress was able to emphasize her skin’s contours even more. Her collar bones were sculpted and her neck was without any excess fat. She exuded charm.

She was a sight to behold.

A faint glint appeared in Matthew’s eyes and he dully said “Get in the car.”

She sat in the passenger’s seat while thinking about what would happen next. Since they were returning to the Flores family home, she had to put on her best performance.

Matthew was strangely too calm and Dolores couldn’t guess what was on his mind at all.

Could it be that her attire was not appropriate? She rarely wore anything that stood out like the bright red dress. Back then, Sampson had commented that it suited her very well.

scenery flashed by outside the window, the shadows moved ambiguously across Matthew’s handsome face. He looked like

distant, just like their relationship;

voiced her concerns. “Is my

he gripped the steering wheel, but his fingers jerked up slightly. He shot her a glance and spoke up. “You’re

tension in her body a little, while not wanting to

a blanket of oppressing silence hung

gaze swept over his hands gripping the steering wheel. His fingers were long and chiseled. His fingernails were immaculate. It was another sight to behold. His fingers had the same impact on

they look that good?” His gaze was still trained

Dolores only then realized she’d been staring at him for

lips curled into a devious

to pretend not to hear him and even

furiously in her heart. Where did his aloofness and nobility disappear

did he suddenly

roughly twenty minutes, the car stopped

Beulah had been busy preparing the dishes for dinner. The scale and quality of the food were very acceptable, in Randolph’s opinion. He seemed like he’d forgotten about their previous

is home,”

as he warned them in a low tone. “This is a very important ordeal for me.

us with fury. As long as she lends you

Beulah didn’t waste any of his sentiments toward her in the past. “When the crisis in the company has been

went to

next to Matthew, holding the contract regarding the piece of land in Repulse

her and held out his arm. “Take

together they

you could join us for dinner this evening.” Randolph welcomed them

and entitled

good feelings toward Randolph, so he just nodded slightly while keeping his mouth shut and maintaining his

going to banter with him and ease the tension in the air. He hoped Matthew would have a

face and had

simply laughed. “He’s always

managed to brighten his expression as he

At the sight of her guests, she flashed an insincere smile. “You’re finally here. Come sit down. Lola, you would never have thought that your dad asked me to prepare a scrumptious meal after he learned you were coming for

smile on her face. They

an outsider, you don’t

she tightened her grip on Matthew’s arm. She was only

to suppress the resentment in her heart. She continued with

“You’re indeed right.”

still holding on to Matthew’s arm. Beulah and Annabelle

look at the moment. Dolores sneaked a scornful glance at Annabelle

are you staring at your

twitched slightly as

looking at such a heavily made-up face and, although both of them were wearing a red dress, Dolores,

holding Annabelle’s hands under the table. She was trying to

anymore;

From the moment Matthew set foot in the villa, he looked like he was trying not to have anything

to time, he would pick up some food and place it

daughter, who never garnered his attention, was the apple of Matthew Nelson’s

intended to only have dinner with

you always wanted. Since I’ve brought this here, you didn’t

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