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“I won’t let anyone know temporarily.” She wanted to leave aside the fact that she knew Gambiered Canton Gauze and the costume show at the end of the year first.

She was not going to give up on this, but she wanted to wait for the right time.

If she did not care about anything for the time being now, she would put Matthew in trouble.

The good thing was there was still plenty of time now.

His kiss slid to her ear and he said in a low, muffled voice, “You still don’t want to say anything now.”

Her forehead and the bridge of her nose were full of sweat. She was struggling and trembling inside.

In the end, she still did not tell anything.

At three o’clock, Abbott called and said that all the arrangements had been made there and Matthew could go over now.

Dolores stood in the foyer to help Matthew to straighten his collar and tie his tie. She was serious and focused. He hugged her by her waist, “What if I don’t want to go?”

Dolores mused, “If you’re not afraid of hurting employees, then you don’t have to go.”

There were one to two hundred executives in the company and the branches. Many of them did not see him for a year. It would be unreasonable for him to not show up at the annual meeting.

Matthew pinched her chin and examined her carefully. His fingertips brushed over her lips, “Will you wait for me to come back?”

Dolores nodded, “Yes.”

“I’ll try to come back early.” He pecked her lips. The lips were soft and supple. The more he kissed, the more addicted he became. He then wrapped his arms around her to kiss her wildly.

Clatter.

There was a rattle of the door opening, Dolores hurriedly pushed him away and Matthew obediently released her.

Jayden and Victoria walked in one after the other. Seeing Matthew fully dressed, Jayden asked, “Going out?”

“To the company,” Matthew replied succinctly.

Jayden understood and did not make clear of anything. After all, he did not care about the company for a long time. Matthew was capable of managing the company.

Dolores held up the coat while Matthew stretched his hands into the sleeves and shook his shoulders. The coat was neatly put on his body. There was no a single wrinkle on the top grey cashmere coat. He looked smart when putting on the coat.

Dolores sent him out of the door.

It was cold outside, so Matthew asked her to go back.

After seeing that the car had left the courtyard, Dolores closed the door and entered the house.

“You went to the Harris family?” Victoria was standing behind Dolores when she turned around.

She answered according to the fact, “Yes.”

“He didn’t give you a hard time, did he?”

“No, he didn’t know it was me. Matthew had helped me, so I don’t think he will know in the near future.” If he did not know, he would not do anything.

If he did know, Dolores thought that Jeffrey might not be as cruel as before on the fact that she was Matthew’s wife.

She could see that he cared for Matthew.

Regarding the surnames of the two children, what Jeffrey cared about was not to not take the surname of the Nelson family, but to not take Matthew’s surname.

Since Jayden had married Victoria, Jeffrey might not have much affection towards this former brother-in-law.

Victoria let out a slight sigh of relief, “That’s good.”

She was afraid that she might cause trouble for Dolores.

Victoria waved at Dolores and asked her to sit on the sofa.

She asked the maid to pour two cups of hot tea and brought them over.

“Today we went to Jolene’s grave.” They went there every year, “At first I wanted to ask you to go together, but there are two children, so I didn’t ask you.”

No matter what, Jolene had helped her to take care of Matthew for six years. It was true that Jeffrey had gone too far with her, but Jolene did not do anything wrong.

Dolores was also happy as they had some time to get along since Matthew was away.

She watched TV with the two children downstairs for a while and then she went upstairs.

She looked at the time, it was not yet nine o’clock. As she had taken a nap, she did not feel sleepy. She took a shower and wore a white velvet robe. She found one of the books that she liked better among those she had brought with her and sat on the bed to read it.

Unaware that it had already passed twelve, she got drowsy and yawned. She put the bookmark to the page she stopped reading, closed the book, put it on the table, pulled the quilt and turned off the bedside lamp. When she was ready for bed, she heard a door opening sound coming from downstairs.

It was late at night, so a little movement could be heard.

She turned the bedside lamp back on.

After a while, she heard footsteps sound coming up the stairs, one at a time ...

Then, the door of the room was pushed open.

Under the pale yellow light, he saw the woman lying on the bed. He opened his eyes and looked right at her, “Still awake?”

“Waiting for you.”

Dolores saw the white colour on his shoulders and asked, “Is it snowing?”

Matthew realized he had come up in his coat. He glanced sideways and saw a few snowflakes had fallen on his shoulders. They fell on his shoulder when he walked to the house from the car.

He responded with a “hmm”. Afraid of bringing the cold inside, he hung his coat downstairs before coming back upstairs.

He closed the door of the room and walked in.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he looked at her. Her long black hair was like being splashed by ink. Her pale, flawless skin revealed some light red. Her pink lips were like rose petals.

He had an urge to taste them.

He approached Dolores and leant against her closer and closer. Dolores could smell his breath. There was a faint smell of alcohol. It was not very strong.

“You’ve been drinking?”

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