Matthew did not answer her.
Dolores had no choice but to sit patiently and quietly.
After a while, the car stopped at the hotel she had been to last time.
Dolores sat still in her seat, “Why did you bring me here?”
Matthew opened her door, pulled her out by the wrist and strode into the lobby dragging her with him.
“What are you doing?” Dolores struggled to free her hand, but his hands were as strong as iron cuffs.
Through the lobby, to the elevator and going up, Matthew led her to the door of the room.
A beep sounded as he unlocked the door.
“What the hell are you doing? I need to go back, Samuel’s injury is still not healed, I should be there with him…”
Damn it!
Before she could finish her sentence, Matthew pulled her into the room and closed the door behind her.
Dolores heart trembled, beating loudly in her chest. She had seen him angry, but she had never seen him this angry.
The air in the room felt quiet and empty, just like the air before a violent storm. The deep voice that came from his chest felt the same, “Tell me, what is wrong with you?”
Dolores leaned back against the closed door; her palms were sweaty.
She didn’t speak, but stared at him, trying to see his heart clearly. What kind of heart was hidden behind his handsome face?
“Why aren’t you saying anything?” His voice was still bone-chillingly cold.
“I met Maria.” Her hands hanging on her sides clenched into fists, her palms wet and sticky with sweat.
Matthew frowned slightly, “So what?”
Was this why she was suddenly angry?
“She told me something.”
Matthew stayed silent waiting for her next words.
Dolores mustered up all her courage before saying, “She said that you had her raped.”
She stared at him, “Is that true?”
She wanted him to deny and prove that he was not that cruel and heartless.
That he didn’t have anyone rape Maria.
That his heart was not that cold.
But Matthew’s answer made her own heart cold.
“Yes.”
Her ears buzzed and her throat seemed to have a huge lump in it. She couldn’t speak for a long time.
She found her voice after a long time, “Why?”
“Why did you do that? Did you never love her? How could you do this to her?” Dolores couldn’t understand.
She couldn’t accept that he was such a person.
She was used to his goodness. Somewhere deep inside her heart, something broke.
Just because of this man.
She was at a loss because of what he did.
“Are you angry just because of this?” Matthew’s eyes slowly changed from anger to calm as she continued to look at him.
“Is this a trivial matter? Is your heart made out of stone?”
Matthew reached over to sweep away a strand of hair that was on her forehead, but Dolores turned her face away, avoiding his touch.
“Do not touch me.”
“Are you that angry?” Matthew kept his hand stretched in front of her forehead and then gently caressed her nose, “Why are you so angry?”
“I don’t want you to be such a cruel person.” She blurted out the words in her heart.
She only realized how upset she was after saying that.
She couldn’t accept that he was such a person.
Looking at her angry face, Matthew felt extremely attracted to her.
Although she didn’t reject his touch now, she had never opened her heart in front of him like this before.
She had always been reserved.
He stroked her cheek with his fingers, resting on her brow bone. He paused for a long time, his smile growing deeper and deeper, “Why don’t you want me to be cruel?”
Dolores avoided his gaze in panic. Her heart seemed to be swimming in a stormy ocean, unable to calm through the ups and downs.
Why did she hope for him to not be cruel?
She asked bitterly, “What do you like about me? Don’t you think it is too impulsive?”
His eyes were deep and dark, and his lips curl into a slight smile, “I have never been so sure in my entire life. Sometimes, being confused and impulsive is also fun.”
Dolores didn’t know what to do with him. Should she leave? She wondered.
Right now, all the people she cared about were right under his nose. It was too unrealistic to think that she could leave without him noticing.
Her fate had become a disrupted mess since she met him again.
She had never thought about coming back to this place where she had no good memories.
But everything changed because of him.
Was this her fate?
Suddenly the phone in her pocket vibrated. She wiped her tears and took out the phone. It was Samuel’s call; she picked it up.
“Hello, Samuel!
“Mommy, it’s me, Simona. When will you come back? Is Daddy with you? When will Daddy come back?” Simona’s soft voice came through the phone and Dolores could hear the expectation in her voice.
“Daddy hasn’t come back for a whole day, I miss him.” Simona sat cross-legged on the sofa. She had secretly called Dolores using Samuel’s smart watch when he wasn’t there.
“Mommy, Daddy won’t abandon us, right?”
Dolores held the phone tightly in her hand and looked at Matthew while answering her, “… No.”
She comforted her daughter.
“Really?” Simona could not hide the joy and excitement in her voice, “Mommy, I am so happy. I am not a child without a father, I will also have a father. Mommy, I am really happy. No one will ever say that we are orphans… Simona… who are you calling? No… show me quickly…”
Samuel’s voice came through, followed by some noise and the call was disconnected soon.
Dolores held the phone for a long time. She was hurt by Simona’s words. She had raised them both by herself. There had been a lot of gossip about her unmarried pregnancy and people had called her a slut.
It wasn’t pleasant to hear.
Simona must also have heard someone said it, otherwise she wouldn’t have said that.
Until now, she had thought that she had protected her children very well, but it turned out they had been hurt quite a lot.
Matthew put his arms around her trembling shoulders, “Let’s go back.”
Dolores nodded. For the sake of her daughter, she couldn’t leave him now.
If such a day ever came, then it would be her fate and nothing would be able to stop it.
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