Snare of Love novel Chapter 68

“What’s your children’s name?” Matthew asked just as Dolores walked to the bedroom door, the man’s voice teased, “Samuel and Simona?”

When he came to Country A, he already heard from Abbot about the details of Dolores’ life over these few years. What surprised him was she had given birth to a pair of rather beautiful twins.

Dolores paused, turned around, and stared at him. Her fists were tightly clenched. When she met Abbott, she knew that he was investigating her. She didn’t expect Abbot’s actions to be so swift.

“If you need me to go back to get a divorce certificate, you can say it out. I will naturally agree and will not interfere with your happiness. But what you are doing is threatening me and don’t you think that it’s too absurd?” Dolores was trembling furiously.

Matthew lay on the bed with an arm over his forehead and his eyes were closed. He was silent as if he was at his breaking point. Dolores stood at the doorway and didn’t dare to leave. She wasn’t sure if this man would do anything heartless to hurt her children. After all, now he knew all the details regarding her children.

“I’m thirsty,” Matthew said after a while but didn’t open his eyes.

Dolores looked at him angrily and thought to herself that he should thirst to death.

Matthew turned around with his back to Dolores. His tightly closed eyes slowly opened and his face was very tired, “You intend to thirst me to death and murder your husband?”

“…”

Dolores suppressed her anger and turned to pour a glass of water for him, “Here you are.”

“Feed me.” Matthew turned and looked at the furious woman next to him.

Her face flushed red because she was furious and looked like an angry hamster. It was truly an adorable sight. Matthew couldn’t help but chuckle but to Dolores, he was making fun of her.

“Matthew, fuck you!” Dolores threw the glass of water at him. The glass of water flew in mid-flight and the water splashed harmlessly onto him but the glass fell directly where he was injured.

When the glass impacted his wound, he grunted in pain. The water soaked through his shirt and revealed the red color underneath. Dolores was stunned. Didn’t he have a high threshold for pain? How come a glass could cause him so much pain?

“Don’t act,” Dolores demanded.

Matthew laid motionless in silence. Dolores slowly looked over and saw the red color on his clean white shirt. She raised her eyebrows. Why would his chest be red? She leaned over to see what the red color was.

As she got closer and because the shirt was drenched with water, Dolores could see that on his chest were bandages.

“You… how were you hurt?” Dolores asked.

Matthew opened his eyes and looked at the chandeliers on the ceiling. His fingers rubbed against the bedding. He didn’t want to owe Maria too much as he was the one who disappointed her. She had plenty of misgivings but she had her strength. After so many years, they definitely had some relations. This relation was different from affections. It was ethics and responsibility. Just as Maria questioned him: Could money buy back so many years of youth?

His thick eyebrows twitched slowly and looked at her seriously, “Would you believe if I were to say that it’s because of you?”

Dolores’ lips were pursed as she had seen the sincerity in his eyes. But when she thought about it carefully, she was doubtful that he would be serious to her. How could he like a woman who had given birth to someone else’s children? She was mistaken, she must be mistaken. What did his injury have to do with her? Furthermore, he was about to be engaged with Maria. Did he think that she was a fool?

It was clear from her expression that she didn’t believe and Matthew laughed softly. Perhaps he was laughing at himself. Even he couldn’t understand the feelings he had for her.

Dolores leaned over to pick up the glass. Perhaps she felt guilty for throwing the glass of water as she said softly, “I’ll take you to the hospital.”

“No.” Matthew refused outright.

Dolores was helpless, “Then what about your injury?”