Snare of Love novel Chapter 435

The car was parked at the villa. As the place was more crowded, it was more difficult to implement security control. Abbott chose the location to be Matthew’s single villa, mainly where they stayed before as the surrounding was easier to implement security control. An anti-theft alarm system was installed ten metres away from the villa. As long as somebody stepped into the monitoring region, it would release an alarm. The men arranged by Boyce were all strong and well-equipped with martial arts. A total of eight men was distributed into two shifts a day, guarding outside the villa for twenty-four hours.

“All have been cleaned up,” Abbott said as he saw the car stop and walked over.

Coral got out of the car first and went into the villa to see whether the bed in the bedroom had been cleaned up. Abbott was well-prepared as he specifically consulted the expert on what kind of environment would be better for a pregnant woman. According to Dolores’s case, she had to feel cheerful and also her living environment must be comfortable with good ventilation.

Although Dolores was pregnant, she still stayed upstairs in the master bedroom. She could open the window to breathe in the fresh air since there was a bamboo forest at the back window. It was indeed suitable for somebody who stayed inside the home and could not go out.

Coral placed the flowers she had brought back from the hospital on the bed and then went downstairs. She told Matthew, “Abbott has cleaned up the bedroom tidily.”

Matthew then only carried Dolores out of the car. Even Charles’s appearance and those words had affected her emotion seriously, but she did not express it too much in front of Matthew.

Everybody was already very busy with her affairs. Her deadly dull look would only worsen the atmosphere.

She looked at Abbott and Armand, “Thanks for your help today. Stay here for dinner tonight. By the way, call Boyce to come over too.”

She really wanted to thank these people, but she also had other purposes…

Armand and Abbott did not dare to disturb her as she was pregnant now. They looked at Matthew hesitantly upon her invitation and seemed to ask Matthew whether they could accept it?

Dolores laughed, “I ask you to have dinner here, why are you looking at him? Can’t I invite you all to have dinner?”

“No…” Armand was just about to explain as Matthew uttered at this moment, “Listen to her. Abbott, go find a chef to prepare dinner for us.”

“Alright.” Abbott was excited as Matthew had acknowledged Dolores’s identity as Missus. He was certainly happy to be invited for dinner.

Even they did not have a wedding, but the fact that Matthew had been with a woman was spread. But except for these people around Matthew in the company, nobody dared to call her Missus. After all, they did not have a wedding, so people were afraid of calling her wrongly.

Armand put the things in the room and said, “I will go downstairs to call Boyce to come over.”

He could not help out upstairs. He had to rely on Coral to clean up those things.

Matthew agreed and Coral lifted the blanket while he laid her down on the bed. The blanket and mattress were all new and washed cleanly. They were made of soft and comfortable silk-like fabric which was most suitable for such weather.

“It is still comfortable at home,” Dolores said emotionally. After all, the hospital was relatively full of people as compared to the cosy home.

Matthew padded two pillows at her back so that she would feel more comfortable.

Coral arranged the clothes from her suitcase and went downstairs with the suitcase, “I will go downstairs later to prepare dinner with the chef.”

Matthew said, “Pour a cup of warm water up here.”

Coral knew it and then went downstairs with the suitcase.

There was a gentle breeze coming in from the open window.

Dolores closed her eyes drowsily. She was not actually sleepy but she just did not want to look at Matthew. She was afraid that he might suspect her of having an ulterior motive.

“Sleepy.” He sat down by the bed and looked at his woman who had narrowed her eyes.

Dolores replied, “A bit tired.”