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.

the shadows moved ambiguously across Matthew’s handsome face. He looked like

unreal and distant, just like their relationship; so

deliberating for a while, she voiced her concerns. “Is my dress not up to your

but his fingers jerked

tension in her body a little, while not wanting

them spoke for a while and a blanket

His fingernails were immaculate. It was another sight to behold.

they look that good?” His gaze was still trained on

then realized she’d been staring at him for some time. She instantly shifted her gaze elsewhere

toward her slowly with his lips curled into a devious smile. “Is my face

to hear him and even pretended to fall

heart. Where did his aloofness and nobility disappear

did he suddenly sound like

the car stopped in front of

The scale and quality of the food were very acceptable, in Randolph’s opinion. He

First Miss is home,” the maid arrived to

and Annabelle as he warned them in a low tone. “This is a very important ordeal for me. Don’t

at us with fury. As long as she lends you a hand in the company’s matters, I can still do all of this for you considering I can be of no help to you in the company. So, she can vent her anger

toward her in the past. “When the crisis in

Randolph went to

contract regarding the piece of land in

glance at her and held out

suit and together they entered the

in. I’m so honored you could join us for dinner this

entitled self

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

wasn’t going to banter with him and ease the tension in the air. He hoped Matthew would have a different attitude, seeing that Randolph was Dolores’

rapidly losing face and had to do

“He’s always like

as he invited them

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.

an outsider, you don’t have

tightened her grip on Matthew’s arm.

studied Dolores’ appearance as she tried hard to suppress the resentment in her heart. She continued

“You’re indeed right.”

on to Matthew’s arm.

being so young, she had a mature and flirtatious look at the moment. Dolores sneaked a scornful glance at Annabelle and snickered coldly to herself. Was Annabelle trying to

“Sister, why are you staring at your brother-in-law like that? Is

slightly as

wearing a red dress, Dolores, who had light make-up, looked infinitely better

her head. Beulah was holding Annabelle’s hands under

it’s nowhere near lunch anymore; you

settle on a suitable topic. From the moment Matthew set foot in the villa, he looked

some food and place it

garnered his attention, was the apple of Matthew Nelson’s eyes. He couldn’t help but change

only have dinner with her

“This is what you always wanted. Since I’ve brought this here,

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