Time had stopped.

Dolores Flores stood there and was wobbling as if she was about to collapse.

Matthew Nelson stared her in the eyes desperately and spoke word by word.

"That night, it was me."

She was stunned by Matthew’s remarks and was thrown into confusion as if she had gotten struck by lightning.

She stood rooted to the ground.

"What...What did you say?" "How can it be, how can it be, how can it be you?" She said, covering her face with her hands while weeping and laughing at the same time.

It was unbelievable, she walked back and forth, thinking how could that be.

"Back then Sampson Herbert investigated for me, he said... he said it was a local that night, how could it be you?" Her leg accidentally knocked the bed edge, tumbled onto the bed, and rubbed her hair vigorously.

Matthew seized her self-injury-like scratching hand, held her chin, and forced her to look at him, "What did you say? You've investigated it?"

There were still remnants of tears in her eyes.

She looked at him with fear and anxiety, her mouth was like holding an ice cube in it, she whimpered for quite a long time but couldn’t get the words out, she pulled out her hand that Matthew had clutched, her fingers swept over his cheek, slid to his neck, along his collar, and touched his shoulder, "I suspected it when I discovered bite marks on your shoulder. So I requested Sampson to assist me to investigate, and he subsequently  informed me... that night was a local."

She gradually calmed down; could it be that her original thoughts were correct and Sampson had lied to her?

Sampson had always been there for her, taking care of her and assisting her, and had frequently stated that Samuel Flores and Simona Flores are pathetic without a father.

But, in reality, had he already known the truth all along but was keeping it from her?

"Did he lie to me?" she said, raising her gaze.

Matthew reached out to her and covered the back of her hand with his warm pal. He held her icy hands tight by wrapping them up with his hands.

At this time, his emotions were indescribable; All the words that he wanted to say turned into a kiss that deeply covered her lips.

Dolores was still in a dreamlike state where everything was so blurry and surreal.

Like a bubble in an illusion which burst after a poke.

But the heat from him who stood very close to her was so real and so intense.

you looked

 whether this was a falsehood he made up to comfort

 said as he grabbed her hand in his palm

with her came from until

there was a reason

his palm abruptly became empty, which makes him felt uneasy,

him, "I don't want to make a

 she was extraordinary calm; this was not

 of her eyes; she'd lost weight again, and her skin was

 stroked his hand on her shoulder, and informed her about Jayden Nelson who performed

there is no question that Samuel and Simona are his

 closed her eyes

as

"Pinch me."

 scar was not particularly visible and was hard to be noticed due to a layer of foundation covering them up. He lovingly caressed the scar. He kept

 her leaving as well as the

 cared so much about her, he felt protective of her. She had never seen such a vivid, profound, sympathetic look on his face, he used to

 you

 Bess, Sampson was bringing

here and be involved in

had happened

had she

 by Sampson; even after

 her by massaging her slim back with

about her experiences at this time, "I was taken here by Sampson and after I fled, it was Charles

 anything about the

 could tell that she must be concealing something since the location where she was imprisoned alone was so startling. He grasped her slim waist and lie her down. Just like this, they lie across the bed. They did not cover

finally fell asleep holding her in

 dark circles under his eyes and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand. Her fingertips barely brushed across his skin, and he grasped her hand with his eyes closed. He put her fingers on

 gotten a good night's sleep since she was not around, and now that she was in his arms, he

"Ok," She said.

 closed her

not slept well either throughout this time and at this point amid ‘the tranquility of life,' she genuinely felt

 dreams, there was always someone kissing her neck, hair, cheeks, the tip

with Boyce keeping watch outside to ensure no one bothering

 that a pair of deep eyes gazed

was then wide

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