Snare of Love

Chapter 547 Help Me Take It Off

Matthew didn't understand what she meant. Why did she suddenly come out with this kind of question?

He lowered his head and looked at her, "Huh?"

Dolores raised her head and looked at him. His face was right in front of hers, even their breaths were

interlacing with each other. It seemed like he did not shave, and his chin was sprouting with green

stubbles. Dolores reached out and touched his chin. It did not feel prickly, it just did not feel as smooth

as his skin.

"I mean, should I go and change my last name?" As a matter of fact, she did not want to change it.

Dolores had put all of Matthew's words into her heart. Whether it was Jeffery or Jolene, or even

Stanley, she did not want to think about them.

She just wanted to live quietly with Matthew.

She burrowed into his arms and pressed her face onto his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.

"You will always be you. It doesn't matter what your last name is." Matthew knew that if she really

wanted to change it, she would have done it earlier, and would not have waited until now.

She was the child of Jolene and Stanley, as well as the continuation of their lives. Even if she changed

her last name, it would not change the blood flowing in her body.

Matthew tightly wrapped his arms around her tender body in his arms. He did not want Dolores to dwell

in the past and be troubled by those messy things.

Dolores understood what he meant. It was true. She would always be herself, and her last name did

not matter. After listening to what he said, she stopped pondering on this matter and suddenly felt

enlightened.

Her fair and slender arm wrapped around his waistline, "I was incredibly sad when I left you. During this

period of time, I missed you, and I felt guilty towards you. But I don't want to have this kind of element

in our relationship. Therefore, I will not feel guilty towards you anymore in the future. I just want to love

you in a simple way."

Just living together, free from any grudges.

Matthew lowered his head and kissed her forehead. However, his lips did not leave her forehead.

Instead, he rubbed his lips against her forehead affectionately, replying to her in a low "um".

"Where do you like?" His voice was too low that it was a little unclear.

However, Dolores still heard it clearly, "Why are you asking that?"

"After you give birth, I'm thinking that we should go for a honeymoon." He stared at her seriously. His

deep gaze was flashing with lights, and he whispered his tender voice beside her ears, "I really want to

see you in a wedding dress. You will definitely look nice in it."

She grabbed his collar and said resentfully, "You did not even accompany me to get the marriage

certificate. We did not even take photos and take vows together."

They had a marriage certificate. Matthew called some people to help him settle it, and Abbott was the

one who brought Dolores to take it. However, it was extremely informal as their photos were not on the

marriage certificate.

Matthew was speechless.

It was not like he could foresee the future. If he had known, he would definitely have held a grandiose

wedding to marry her.

Just as he wanted to say that he would make it up for her later, Dolores's phone rang, cutting him off.

As Dolores reached out for her handbag, Matthew grabbed her hand, "Accompany me today. You are

not allowed to do anything."

Dolores was amused by his childishness. She thought to herself, 'Why is this man acting like a child

now?'

So childish that she couldn't bear to refuse him.

Her phone rang until it stopped. Dolores laughed and said, "Are you satisfied now?"

The haughty man did not speak. He pulled the silky and thin blanket, wrapping their bodies close

together. Then, he lifted Dolores's skirt from the bottom. Dolores bit her lips, her body was slightly

tensed, and she slightly panted, "It's still daytime."

"Yeah."

He knew that it was still daytime, but he really missed her. He was only a mortal, a normal person with

a normal body.

He grabbed Dolores's hand, put it on the metal buckle on his belt, "Help me take it off."

Dolores's face was burning hot, and her breathing was becoming short. She removed the belt buckle

unskillfully. With a ”click“, it seemed as if all the heat had reached its peak with the sound.

They were unable to hold themselves back. As the two of them kissed each other passionately,

Dolores's phone rang again. The two of them paused for a moment but chose to ignore it.

However, this time the phone kept on ringing. Unlike before, it did not stop when no one answered it. It

kept on ringing as if it will not stop until someone answers the call.

The untimely ringing sound of the phone instantly ruined the ambiguous atmosphere. Matthew lifted the

blanket, grabbed her bag, and took out her phone, trying to turn it off. Dolores saw Theresa's name on

the phone screen, so she grabbed her phone, "It must be something urgent since she called like this."

"You can just call her back later." Matthew reached his hand over, trying to snatch the phone back.

Dolores avoided him, "Don't be like that."

She answered the call and put the phone to her ears, "Theresa?"

However, Theresa's voice didn't appear from the other side of the phone. Instead, it was a man's

laughter.

Dolores's got nervous and quickly called out again, "Theresa, is that you?"

"Do you want to see her?" The man said. Dolores felt as if she had heard the voice before, but she

couldn't remember where. She frowned and asked, "Who are you? Why do you have her phone?"

"She's a valuable guest at my place, that's why her phone is with me."

Dolores realized something was amiss and looked towards Matthew. From what she said, Matthew

also knew something must have happened. He took the phone from her and asked coldly, "Who are

you?"

Hearing that it was a different people, the man on the other side stopped for a moment, then laughed,

"Hey, Mr. Nelson, long time no see. Are you interested in meeting up?"

"What do you want?"

"I'm not going to do anything. I just need an explanation from you. Did I ever offend you? I don't care

what kind of grudge you and Jeffery have, but you used me and cheated me, and I was almost involved

in that incident. Don't you think you should give me an explanation?"

"This is between you and me. If you need an explanation, just deal with me. Isn't it a bit over to seize

someone unrelated?" This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

”I would like to sit down and have a peaceful chat with Mr. Nelson. But unfortunately, you are too busy.

How about this, I'll wait for you at the usual place, and we can talk over there? Oh right, this woman

that I've caught, is she important to you? If she's not important, I think she looks quite pretty..."

Matthew growled furiously, "Declan!"

Declan laughed, "Fine. Then let us meet at the usual place. I'll be waiting for you." After saying that, he

hung up the phone.

Dolores looked at Matthew nervously, "Who's Declan? Why did he catch Theresa?"

Matthew briefly told her that it was related to Victoria's car accident. Dolores instantly understood and

said, "Then we need to go back now."

Matthew replied to her with a short "um".

Declan was someone with no boundaries, if they really delayed, they don't know what would he do to

Theresa. Not wanting Dolores to be worried, Matthew put her phone in his suit pocket in case Declan

calls again later.

He put on his belt, clipped on the belt buckle, and said, "You go and pack up. I'll go and let Armand

know about this."

Dolores was worried, "Is she going to be alright?"

"For the time being, she will be fine." Matthew reached out and tidied her collar, smoothing out the

folds, "Don't worry too much."

Dolores replied to him with an "um", but deep in her heart, she couldn't help but worry.

'But why would he want to catch Theresa?'

Armand sat in the middle of the room, scrolling his phone. When he noticed that someone came in, he

raised his head and saw that it was Matthew. He laughed teasingly, "The reunion after a brief parting

should be as sweet as a honeymoon, are you already fed up with it?