Snare of Love

Chapter 467 Do I Need to Give a Reason to Kiss You?

One of the cars was Boyce's and the other was Matthew's.

Dolores looked into the villa, they were back.

She slowly looked down and stood for a moment before bringing her bag to walk inside... Afraid that

the bodyguard would blurt it out, she turned her head and glanced at him, “You didn't forget what you

should say, right?”

“Today, you went to the clothing store.” the bodyguard answered.

Dolores nodded in satisfaction, she then walked inside.

Coral was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, the two children weren't in the living room, they should

be playing in the room... Dolores changed her shoes and walked straight upstairs, took the document

folder out from her bag, put it on the lowest part of the drawer, put her bag back, and went to wash her

hand in the bathroom... Her face looked so pale in the mirror, seemed like she was not in a good

mental state, to make her complexion look better, she repeatedly splashed warm water on her face,

then her face turned rosy.

She wiped her face and went downstairs, the light in the study room was still on, they should be

inside... She walked into the kitchen, stood in front of the coffee machine, poured coffee beans into the

automatic grinding coffee pot, and asked like she was uninterested, “When did they come home?”

“Just now.” Coral answered.

“Why did you come home from the clothing store so late?” Coral glanced at her belly, “You just got

better, pay attention to your health.”

Dolores told Coral that she was going to clothing store when she left.

That was why Coral asked like that.

She smiled and said, “I get it, I'll pay attention next time.”

She slightly tiptoed, opened the cupboard, took out coffee cups and tray.

Coral glanced and said, “I'll go and bring it for them, you just rest.”

Dolores smiled and said, “No need, I'll go.”

She put the boiled coffee into the fine coffee cups, then put them on the tray, and brought it to the study

room.

When she arrived at the study room, she used one hand to hold the tray and the other hand was going

to knock the door, when her hand was about to land on the door, she heard Armand's voice from the

inside.

“Jolene is really selfish, why did she do it if she wasn't willing to marry at the first place? She wants her

family to be well off, wants to be with the one she likes, and finds a woman for her husband, only weird

family with the surname Harris would have such a member.”

Separated by the door, Dolores could still hear the resentment and hate from Armand's words.

“Also, your father... Why didn't he say it earlier and just had to...”

Armand wanted to say more but Boyce held him back, shaking his head towards Armand.

Armand felt dejected, “The matter this time must be related to Jeffery, by the time the investigator

caught the person and found that Jeffery was the mastermind, it would be avenge of both the old and

new matters!”

Even if some of the offenders were dead or escaped, but people who had lived in City B, they could

find one or two of their backgrounds... Furthermore, they had great connections in City B, it was just a

matter of time if they wanted to investigate someone.

They didn't go out all day for nothing, they got a clue of the man who kidnapped Dolores and died in a

car accident, whose younger cousin was involved in this matter but already escaped to his hometown,

they already sent people to find him.

They were still investigating other clues.

Crash...

Suddenly, there were sounds of something crashing outside the door, Armand and Boyce looked

towards the door, even Matthew who had been standing still in front of the French window also slowly

turned around.

Boyce walked over to open the door, Dolores was squatting and picking up coffee cups fragments, just Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

now her eyes blanked out and her head was so dizzy, she couldn't hold the tray firmly so it fell to the

floor... Coffee splattered every where, even her skirt was stained with black spots.

Dolores lowered her head, “Coral said that you're here, I want to make some drinks for you but I

accidentally ruined it all.”

She was in a rush while picking the fragments up, her finger accidentally scratched the sharp fragment

which left a cut on her finger pulp and made her bleed.

Boyce was close to her, he saw her injury and wanted to help her, Matthew walked over at that time,

Boyce grabbed her hand and supported her by his shoulders first, her wound was still bleeding.

Dolores looked up at him, “I'm becoming more and more useless, I can't do anything well.”

Matthew looked down at her finger, his eyelashes slightly trembled as he coldly said, “Coral, go and

take the medicine box.”

Coral was holding the mop and trash bin because she was planning to sweep the floor, hearing

Matthew's words, she put everything on the floor and looked for the medicine box.

Dolores turned her head and looked at Coral, “I'm fine, you don't need to take the medicine box.”

Taking a medicine box was really unnecessary for a small wound.

Matthew looked at her in silence.

She looked at him and pretended to smile lightly, “It's just a small wound, no need to disinfect it and no

need to stitch it... Wouldn't taking the medicine box make me a joke to them..?”

When she just finished speaking, he suddenly put her finger in his mouth, letting her bleeding wound

stay in his mouth, Dolores' pupils kept growing bigger as she looked at him, “You...”

The tip of his tongue was pressing against her finger pulp, the soft and wet touch made her tremble all

over.

There were so many people looking, she tried her best to endure it and frowned so badly.

Boyce lowered his head, rubbed his nose, pulled Armand, and said, “We're going outside.”

Coral brought the medicine box and didn't know whether she should go over so she just stood in the

living room, Boyce walked over and patted her shoulder, “No need it anymore.”

“Yeah.” Coral went and put the medicine box back.

At the study room door, Dolores looked at him, her strong act nearly collapsed in an instant as her tears

flowed out, she clearly felt warm at heart but she acted cruel on the outside, “You've embarrassed me

so much, they are definitely making a joke out of us."

Matthew didn’t reply her, he let her go when he felt that the bleeding had stopped… He then pulled her

into the study room without saying anything and took a tissue to wipe her hand.

Dolores struggled but he held her tightly, “Don't move.”

He looked up at her and teased her, “It doesn't even hurt, why are you crying?”

“Who said that it doesn't hurt.” she cried even worse, uncontrollably, she was scared to face him after

knowing the truth.

His attention could only make her feel sadder.

She would hate to part with him, knowing that or not.

Suddenly, she tiptoed, wrapped his neck, and kissed him... His lips were quite cold but so soft, there

was a faint smell of blood, her blood.

Dolores kept kissing him deeper though she was not skilled in doing this.

Their breaths lingered between their lips and teeth, she closed her eyes as her crystal clear tears

shone, hanging on her eyelashes.

Matthew held her face, his finger pulp softly brushed her eyes, wiping away the tears on the corner of

her eyes, and gently said, “What happened?”

He sniffed and looked down, “Do I need to give you a reason to kiss you?”

Matthew hugged her and sat down, his hands were around her hips, “Where did you go today? Did you

meet someone?”

Dolores leaned on his embrace and blinked, “I went to the clothing store.”

“That's all?” Matthew was surprised, he received a call from the hospital that day, saying that she went

for a check up at the hospital, she had a slight fever but the fetus was growing well and seemed to

become stable, that could be considered as a good news.

Why did she lie? Did she meet Jessica at the hospital?

He slightly heaved a sigh, pressed Dolores' head on his chest, and rubbed her forehead... Luckily, it

was not very hot, he sincerely said, “Just give birth to our child well, don't think too much about

everything else... Leave it to fate, no one can change their destiny.”

Matthew thought that she lost her control because she knew Jennifer's illness, that was why he said

that.

Dolores sensed what he meant too, but she didn't explain... She lifted her head and looked at him, “Do

you have some free time tomorrow? Let's go and change the children's surname back.”

Her surname was Flores, she couldn't let the two children follow her surname.

Furthermore, Matthew was the children's father, they should follow his surname.

He looked down, “Hmm? Why did you think of changing surname?” he wrapped her waist even tighter,

“We're husband and wife, we don't need to divide things.”

Dolores was scared that she couldn't control her feelings, she buried her face in his embrace,

suppressed her voice and tried to make it sound as relaxed as possible, so people would think that it

was normal upon hearing it, “Children following their father's surname is the tradition of your country

they're soon going to the elementary school, I don't want people to speculate and comment on their

identity.”

Her words were quite logical.

Matthew muttered, “Samuel Nelson doesn't sound good either.”

“You can make another one for them I'll bring them to the police station and change it tomorrow.” her

face was sticking to his chest, she was listening to his strong heart beats as she fondly sniffed the

smell that only belonged to him.

She was scared that... there wouldn't be any chance later.

Matthew took the pen from the table, removing the pen cap with one finger, and pulled a 4K paper

over... The tip of the pen landed on the clean white paper as he said, “My surname is Nelson...”

His writing was strong and unique, he wrote several characters on the paper with just a few strokes,

“The characters won’t change, add one from your name in the middle...”