Boyce said, “All right. I’ll send my men to watch her.”

“Call me if there’s anything.” Matthew took a sip of water, taking a rest while leaning against the back of the sofa.

Boyce was sitting next to him sensibly. He didn’t speak to disturb Matthew.

In the room next door, Theresa had been thinking for a long moment before answering Dolores. She stood up, walked to the window, and peered out.

“I don’t care about him. It’s just... I hid the reason why I broke up with him, and I feel sorry for him.”

She didn’t tell him the truth but hid something that she didn’t want to face.

“I don’t want him to break down because of my matter.” She had done it for his good.

And also, it was for her own good.

Her health problem was like a cell phone, which couldn’t be made for calls. Its existence was strange and unacceptable by others.

“Do you know why Armand hadn’t shown up?” Dolores knew that she felt self-contemptuous. She couldn’t face the fact. However, being unable to give birth wasn’t a dead end. What if Armand wouldn’t care?

Why couldn’t Theresa give him and herself a chance?

They could face it together, couldn’t they?

“He had a fight with someone in a bar, and his faces were full of wounds and bruises. Hence, he didn’t show up at our wedding.”

Her words were reechoing in Theresa’s mind.

“Has he been hurt seriously?” Theresa turned around to look at her.

Dolores looked at her, “You’ve broken up with him, haven’t you? Why do you still care if he has been hurt seriously?”

She intentionally wanted to tear Theresa’s disguise off. Theresa cared about Armand truly, but she was too stubborn to admit it.

“I’ll call him over. You can ask him yourself.” Dolores stood up, walking to the door. Theresa hurriedly to pull her, “No, please don’t. I don’t want to see him.”

door was pushed open. Armand was standing at the door. He took off the sunglasses, exposing the bruises at the corner of his eyes. He gazed at Theresa, “What kind of

to break up with him, you should let him know

finishing her words, Dolores walked out of

wanted to leave the lounge as well. When she reached the door, Armand grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into the lounge. He also

what you’ve hidden from me. Otherwise, I won’t let you go.” Armand was

herself with both arms, lacking

dared not to look into Armand’s eyes, “I’ve

real?” Armand obviously

to do with Oscar?” Armand grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look at

“No. It

to help her. She didn’t want Armand

do with him, then

disturb me,” Theresa

If you’re not willing to

turned away and

Theresa stopped

trouble

he went to bother Dolores because of their

want to trouble

to know

that Theresa didn’t want him to bother Dolores. Hence, he

Theresa chuckled, “Do you really want

answered without any hesitation,

“Dolores always suggested I tell you clearly. All

uneasy and nervous. A

pretended to be calm

be able to have a

thought that he had misheard something, “What... What do

up at the ceiling, tears dropping, “What do I mean? I mean I could never be a mother

“You’re lying to me. You’re lying to me intentionally. We had a

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