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.

by outside the window, the shadows moved ambiguously across Matthew’s handsome face. He looked like someone who only

distant, just like their

she voiced her concerns. “Is my

but his fingers jerked up slightly. He shot her

the tension in her body a little, while not wanting to continue

while and a blanket of oppressing silence hung over the air

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 others as his face.

good?” His gaze was still

then realized she’d been staring at him for

slowly with his lips curled into a

to pretend not to hear him and even pretended

furiously in her heart. Where did his aloofness and nobility

suddenly sound like a

minutes, the car stopped in front of the Flores

usual, and Beulah had been busy preparing the dishes for dinner. The scale and quality of

home,” the maid arrived

tone. “This is a

fury. As long as she lends you a

sentiments toward her in the past. “When the crisis in the company has been resolved, I’ll

of approval, Randolph went to the

was standing next to Matthew, holding the contract

at her and held out his

and together they

join us for dinner this evening.” Randolph welcomed them with open

like his usual arrogant and entitled self at all.

Randolph, so he just nodded slightly while keeping his mouth

froze slightly when he realized that Matthew wasn’t going to banter with him and ease the tension in the air. He hoped Matthew would have a different

was rapidly losing face and

simply laughed. “He’s always

managed to brighten his expression as he invited

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

her with a smile on her face.

you don’t have

grip on Matthew’s

as she tried hard to suppress the resentment in her heart. She continued with her

“You’re indeed right.”

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

make-up. Despite 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

joked. “Sister, why are you staring at your brother-in-law like that? Is there something on

as he pondered Dolores’

red dress, Dolores, who had light make-up, looked

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

lunch anymore; you guys are

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

up some food and place it on

their interactions silently. He didn’t expect his daughter, who never garnered his attention, was the apple of

only

placed the contract on the table and raised her voice. “This is what you always wanted. Since I’ve brought this here, you

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