Snare of Love novel Chapter 391

In his arms was a small girl who was calling daddy.

Matthew was helpless, but he was having a good time.

Samuel stood at the door, staring at Matthew and his sister. He had something to say, but he went back inside the room instead.

He used thousands of pieces to construct his secret base in less than two days. He intended to present it to them but did not.

"Have you finished building your secret base yet, Samuel?" Simona stated aloud, gazing at his disappointed back.

Samuel nodded solemnly.

"Could Dad and I take a look?"

"Of course," Samuel said, straightening his back.

Simona approached, holding Matthew. The secret base occupied about half of the room.

Every little piece was meticulously crafted.

"Wow." What she saw astounded the young girl.

Thousands of tiny bricks assembled to create such a stunning image.

They were taken aback.

Looking at his sister's reaction, Samuel was pleased with his efforts.

"You are incredible," Simona said as she kissed her brother on the cheek. "You are the greatest."

"It's not that difficult; I can teach you how to construct one," he replied, smiling as he looked at his sister's enthusiasm.

"I appreciate it." Simona grinned as she returned her attention to the secret base. Watching and stroking with care.

She was really proud of her brother for accomplishing so much in such a short time.

Matthew had one hand in his pocket and the other on the work. It would take at least two days for an adult to construct this, yet his son completed it in less time. He had incredible speed.

He, too, was truly pleased with Samuel's accomplishment. He gave him a kind grin. What a smart son he had.

Dolores, on the other hand, had to send Jessica back to prison. She was only allowed to receive treatment when it was determined that she was ill. And remaining out at this point would be bad for Boyce because he was the one who brought her out.

"I'll come to see you as frequently as I can," Dolores told her.

She believed she was strong enough to hide her emotions, but she was mistaken.

Something could never be concealed. She couldn't hide her grief as she saw her mother be sent to prison.

"I'm pleased you're living a happy life now." Jessica proceeded by stroking her head. "Don't feel sorry for me; I knew what was going to happen before I took action. I was selfish and neglected your feelings, and I apologize; please forgive me for hurting your heart."

Dolores didn't dare to look at her since she knew she'd cry.

"Can you make me a promise, Lola?"

Dolores brushed her tears away and glanced at Jessica. "Yes."

"Take care of the kids and enjoy your life with Matthew; he's a nice man."

"Yes, I will," she took a deep breath.

Yes, Matthew treated her well, and her life was now one she had never dreamed of.

She never expected to fall so deeply in love with a man.

One of life's surprises was that you never know what type of person awaits you in the future.

"Call me whenever you want to come over," Boyce said.

He had rules and procedures to obey as well.

"Okay." Boyce considered a quiet location.

He drove steadily for approximately fifteen minutes before pulling off in front of a pub.

Boyce had frequented this location and was familiar with the surroundings; it was a quiet place that Dolores desired.

He stored some alcoholic beverages in this place. He told someone to bring his bottles over when he led Dolores in.

After putting Dolores in a room, he excused himself to use the restroom. He then proceeded to the door, reached for his phone, and hesitated whether or not to contact Matthew.

Should he inform Matthew that Dolores was upset and invite him to come over?

Would Dolores be angry if she found out he called Matthew?

He was unsure.

He chose to contact Matthew after some consideration, otherwise... It would be difficult to explain to him if Dolores became drunken later.

Someone called his name while he was looking for Matthew's number and was about to make the call.

"Boyce?"

Boyce raised his head to see Armand approaching.

"It is you. I thought I was mistaken, why are you so free for a drink here?" He was carrying his briefcase. He hadn't accepted cases in a long time, but he started again when Therese left. His daily routine consisted of going to the workplace, taking care of Mrs Leslie, and going out for a drink whenever he thought about Theresa.

He happened to be out for a drink today.

"Let's go have a drink," he said, wrapping his arm around Boyce's neck.

"I can't go with you alone," Boyce said.

"Does anyone else want to come?" Armand's eyes blinked.