Very soon, Sampson’s voice was heard, “Lola, it’s me.”

Dolores’ tone became very anxious, “Yes.”

Sampson paused for a moment before saying, “The woman you mentioned is dead…”

“What?” Sampson had not finished and was interrupted by Dolores. How did she die? She was clearly healthy and not that old. How could she die just like that?

“Lola.” Sampson called out to her tenderly to comfort her, “Don’t be worked up. This issue doesn’t need to be investigated through this woman…”

Dolores gripped the phone tightly and was anxious. She couldn’t calm down and she wasn’t sure why she was so anxious. Was it because her hopes were dashed or something else? She didn’t know. She only knew that she was unsettled.

Her eyes drooped, “Is there anymore leads?” Did she over expect this?

Sampson was silent. The two remained silent but didn’t end the call. It was so quiet that they could hear each other’s breathing.

After a long while, Sampson said, “Lola…” he said then paused, “Do you really want to know who the father of the child is?”

Dolores lowered her head to look at her feet. The sun rays fell around her feet and the shadows were swaying. She asked herself, did she really want to know who is the father of her child?

Dolores asked herself. When did she have such thoughts? She only started to have this desire after sensing the clue on Matthew.

“If the answer disappoints you and it isn’t the one you expected, will you still want to know?” Sampson continued to ask.

Dolores didn’t know how to answer the following questions. Perhaps she was conflicted inside her.

“Why aren’t you replying?” Sampson forced an answer.

There were many types of feelings in existence. One type was known as love through familiarity. She had lived with Matthew under the same roof. Would that result in love? This was why Sampson questioned her.

“Lola…”

Dolores interrupted him, worried that he

a different country. The street lights cast a long shadow of him along

head to look at his own shadow. Actually, he also wanted to know if the man that night was Matthew as Dolores suspected. The woman was dead

hotel staff recognized Dolores and saw what happened that night and told him confidently that the man

then even if Matthew didn’t like her, would he for the sake of the child… He didn’t dare to think further and he didn’t want Dolores

the man that night…” Sampson gripped his

jumped and felt as if it

She turned around and a person approached from the bright light. The deep features were hidden by the bright sunlight. Through the light scattered by the floating dust, she saw clearly who he was and her

for Sampson to say

was a

Boom.

Dolores’ heart. Local? That meant that what she saw on Matthew was

did you hear

the call in a hurry. In her anxiety,

it up but Matthew picked it up before her. He looked at the number on the

be calm, “I wasn’t nervous. Your sudden appearance scared

over to look at the

and couldn’t reply. At this

sweet. Have a taste.” Coral placed

looked away from Matthew’s gaze to pick up the apples. They were very sweet

looked down and didn’t move and stared at her hand with

waved the apple at his lips. It was cool and

bite and looked at her, “I’ll forgive you since you’re

knew that she was trying to change the topic. Coral laughed and understood that it was time for her to

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255