Armand heard Matthew’s bodyguard come up the mountain, after the bodyguard saw him clearly, he reported, “It’s me, where is Mr. Nelson?”

“Inside.” Reported the bodyguard.

The roads were easier to walk on now since people have already walked past, leaving a narrow and relatively flat road. They followed the bodyguard, walked past a small mountain peak and saw some persimmon trees. At this current season, the trees’ leaves have almost all fallen off, all one can only see are bright red persimmons.

Dolores saw Matthew and his daughter’s shadow underneath a slightly larger persimmon tree. It looked like his daughter ate a persimmon and had juice all over her mouth, Matthew was helping his daughter wipe off excess juice.

Initially, she thought Matthew was lucky because his parents didn’t leave him, he is from a good family, everyone knew that he was born with a silver spoon.

But she felt sorry for him when he was unaware that Victoria was his mother.

“Mommy.” Simona saw Dolores first. “Mommy, are you looking for me?” Simona said excitedly.

Matthew turned his head around and saw a woman standing still, she could attract attention despite how dim the moonlight was that night.

How can she show up when it’s not time yet?

Dolores walked down and stood in front of him, there were a lot less weeds obstructing her path, so it made it easier for her to walk down. She looked at her daughter and wanted to touch her face but remembered that her hands were too dirty, so she took them back and said, “Yes I miss Simona so much, so I took time off to see you.”

Matthew saw dried blood on her hands when she held them out and asked, “Are you hurt?”

“It’s nothing, just a scratch.” Dolores answered after looking at her hands.

“Let’s go.” He held onto Dolores’s hand and carried his daughter with his other hand.

“Mommy, mommy.” Simona ran towards her with two persimmons.

“Slow down, don’t fall.” This road was not good.

“I’m watching my step.” Simona said as she ran in front of her to give her two persimmons. The persimmons were yellowish red, not big but soft. “Mommy, they’re sweet, you can try them.”

These persimmons were unripe and not succulent enough, they will only be juicy and sweet when they are soft and ripe.

and said, “Let’s go home first and eat it

Victoria worried because they

nodded and asked, “So Mommy, does this mean that you will

was speaking to his son, “Mommy has to deal with something first, I’ll be back as soon as

hugged Dolores’s leg happily, she was elated to be able

you?” Simona blinked her eyes when she

and beautiful, they looked like crescent moons

a bit of force,

a glance at his direction, she couldn’t look at his eyes directly because she felt guilty, “The master only allows me to bring two people

you mean I can’t come

make any eye contact. He was sure

go” Matthew

at the bottom of

the past, but she dared not defy him now. She wanted to hug him. She did what she wanted to and put her hands around his waist after

took him by surprise, he froze up like a zombie, has her temperament changed after a few days

was enjoying this. He bent down to kiss her forehead, slowly moving his lips towards her eyes and asked her whether she missed him in his deep

but now she wanted to open up her heart

replied in a low

of her children; they had an arranged marriage when they

way of surfacing, you have walked past each other a thousand times in your past life to be able to look back once in this life, you have looked back a thousand times in this life to

no matter how intimate they tried to

new version of Dolores very much, but he was a bit taken

she meet? What

hesitation, it was fleeting, it felt like when a dragonfly flew by the water and touched it for a second. She left before Matthew could enjoy

Simona and Samuel with me for a couple

wanted to say,

Obviously not.

burning up, pounding furiously for her, at

He knelt down, swept his lips gently past her ear, lingered around her neck and ear,

was standing very close

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