Snare of Love novel Chapter 707

Matthew rubbed his glabella knowing there was nothing he could do about Abbott now. Dolores was already seven months pregnant and the doctor suggested an inducing birth at seven and half months, he had not much time left to look for and consult another doctor.

He made a call on the desk phone.

The hospital Dolores was visiting was top-notch domestically, but he was still worried. His wife and baby were way too important for him to be careless.

He made an appointment with Mr. Thompson.

After the call, he took his mobile, walked out of the office and loosened his necktie single-handedly while browsing for numbers on his mobile. He instructed the person in charge at the overseas branch to consult doctors over there. He was confident with the local medical team, but he needed a backup.

He explained Dolores's condition once the call was connected. "I'll send the details over." Matthew ended the call once the other side replied with a yes.

He pressed for the lift and Abbott approach while he was waiting.

"Mr. Nelson."

Matthew glanced at him, "You are in rush?"

"No…"

"Think about it and call me," Matthew said as he walked into the lift.

Abbott gazed at the floor. He wanted to be honest but he was a man with dignity.

'Can I say I slept with Emma, she's taken my naked pictures and threaten me with it?'

He was a man and thought this could only happen to women.

However, Emma used the trick on him.

He scratched his head and couldn't say it out.

It was too embarrassing.

Matthew started his car and drove out from the parking lot. The street was lightened up by colorful lights, which made the town with skyscrapers looked even more lively compared to the day.

He headed straight to the villa.

He parked the car and saw someone sitting on the bench in the garden as he walked back to the house. It was Dolores.

He approached her.

She didn't turn around but recognized his footsteps, "You are home."

Matthew nodded and sat down next to her.

Dolores leaned in and rested her head on his shoulders, looking at the starry sky.

"Dolores!" Matthew yelled as he grabbed her shoulders. His eyes darkened in sorrow, "This is not absolute, there's a ninety per cent possibility that the baby will be born healthy."

He said ninety instead of eighty mentioned by the doctor just to put Dolores at ease.

Tears began rolling down her cheeks.

"Why am I pregnant?" She couldn't comprehend Matthew's thoughts.

Even only ten per cent were enough to make her worry.

What if it really fell into this ten per cent?

Matthew pulled her trembling body into his arms, "I didn't know your body is not suitable to bear a child. If I knew, I would never make you pregnant."

He patted her back lightly, "I'm looking for the best solution, trust me, okay?"

"I'm scared," she said, sobbing.

"I know." Matthew tightened his hug. He too was scared. Dolores worried about the baby as a mother while he worried as a father.

But he was a man, so he needed to be strong to face what was coming.