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.”

to see me?” Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Armand was standing at the door. He took off the sunglasses, exposing the bruises at the corner of

him. If you truly want to break up with him, you should let him know

words, Dolores walked out of

well. When she reached the door, Armand grabbed her wrist and pulled her

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

herself with both arms,

even dared not to look into Armand’s eyes, “I’ve hidden nothing

real?” Armand obviously

Armand grabbed her shoulders,

“No. It has nothing to

didn’t want Armand

to do with him, then with

don’t disturb me,” Theresa growled, trying hard to struggle free from his

his fists, staring at her for a few seconds, “Okay. If you’re not willing to

away and was about to

Armand!” Theresa stopped

trouble out of

day. If he went to bother Dolores because of their matters, Theresa

didn’t want to trouble

I couldn’t get to know it,

that Theresa didn’t want him to bother Dolores.

Theresa chuckled, “Do you really want to

answered without any hesitation,

coldly, “Dolores always suggested I tell you clearly. All right. I’ll make it clear to

her, starting to feel uneasy and nervous. A bad hunch surged in

pretended to be calm to

future, I would never be able to have a baby all my life. That’s what

that he had misheard something,

at the ceiling, tears dropping, “What do I mean? I mean I could never be a mother in my life. I’m not a completed woman. Now you

believe it at all, “You’re lying to me. You’re lying to me intentionally.

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