Snare of Love

Chapter 162: What Are You Suspecting?

Hospital.

‘Dolores’ was sent to the examination room. Matthew sat on the row of chairs in the corridor and looked

at the door of the examination room from time to time.

Soon, the door of the examination room opened and ‘Dolores’ walked out with the help of the nurse.

Matthew stood up, walked over and reached out to support her. Then he looked at the doctor who had

followed them out and asked, “How is she?”

The doctor took off his mask, “It’s nothing serious. Psychologically, it doesn’t look so good, she must

have been quite frightened. There was only a slight sprain on her foot, her bone and muscles are fine.

She only needs to recuperate for a few days.”

‘Dolores’ took this opportunity to lean into Matthew’s arms and said shyly, “I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

Suddenly, Matthew frowned and looked down at her. Her voice…

“Oh, I choked on the smoke when the van caught fire, so my voice became hoarse.” ‘Dolores’

explained quickly. She grabbed Matthew’s arm, “Let’s go home quickly, I miss Samuel and Simona.”

Matthew didn’t move. He felt something was wrong. He had been feeling something was not right ever

since Boyce was able to find ‘Dolores’ so smoothly.

As for what was wrong, he was not really sure. In short, the feeling that ‘Dolores’ gave him was

different.

“Did you choke on the smoke?” The doctor asked.

‘Dolores’ hands shook slightly. She was not able to bribe the doctor, so she was worried that he might

say something unfavorable for her. She couldn’t think what to answer for a while.

“If you were choked by heavy smoke, your voice may change for some time but you will be able to

recover after a period of recuperation.” The doctor did not notice her strangeness.

But Matthew, who was very close to her, was able to notice her nervousness in an instant.

What was she nervous about?

Why was she nervous?

Why didn’t she mention that she hurt her throat before?

“Thank you, Doctor.” ‘Dolores’ breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the face could be changed with plastic surgery but the voice was very difficult to copy.

“Don’t mention it! I am just doing my job. For the patients brought over by Mr. Nelson, we should of

course do our best.” Many of the advanced medical equipment in this hospital were funded by WY

Group and he was in awe of Matthew.

There were many rich people, but how many of them were willing to contribute to the society without

asking for anything in return?

Because of WY Group’s funding, they had saved a lot of money on their medical equipment. They had

reduced a lot of fees for treating patients and had been able to help many families who didn’t have

money to see a doctor.

‘Dolores’ saw the doctor’s respect for Matthew and how her value had increased because of this too.

This made her feel very good. She took the initiative to hold Matthew’s hand and said, “Matthew, let’s

go home.”

Matthew, who had been lost in his thoughts, ‘Dolores’s voice made him come back to his senses. He

looked down at her feet and asked, “Can you walk?”

“It hurts a bit.” ‘Dolores’ took the opportunity to lean even more in his arms, acting coquettishly, “Or,

how about you pick me up? I am so thin, not heavy at all.”

Suddenly seeing her act like that, Matthew couldn’t feel anything in his heart. As long as he was

besides Dolores or had any physical contact, his heart always used to beat wildly. But now that she

was taking the initiative, he didn’t feel anything at all. He looked at ‘Dolores’, trying to see something in

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“What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?” ‘Dolores’ reached out her hand to touch his face and

asked cautiously, “What is up with you?”

Matthew shook his head, “Nothing.”

Saying that, he bent over and picked her up. ‘Dolores’ wrapped her arms around his neck and looked

at his face. Handsome and resolutely cold, his aggressive eyebrows that were as sharp as swords, his

noble aura and his straight nose that made him look like a beautiful sculpture. His facial lines and

tightly pressed thin lips made him look reserved and determined. He exuded unfathomable perfection.

‘Dolores’ stared at him foolishly.

She was still staring at him when Matthew put her in the car. Matthew frowned, inexplicably not liking

being stared at by her like that.

His movements became a bit heavier. ‘Dolores’ came back to her senses and acted like a spoiled child

at him again, “You are hurting me.”

Her tone was clearly very ambiguous and intimate, but Matthew’s mood did not fluctuate at all.

This feeling was too strange.

He pondered deeply on the words of comfort for ‘Dolores’ that were hanging from the tip of his tongue,

but ended up not saying them. He got into the car silently and drove away.

“Are we going home?” ‘Dolores’ asked.

Home?

Matthew looked at her.

She smiled at him, “What is the matter?”

“Nothing.”

After saying this, Matthew didn’t say anything again.

‘Dolores’ noticed that Matthew seemed unwilling to speak, so to avoid his suspicion, she didn’t open

her mouth again to talk.

It wasn’t until the car stopped at the hotel that ‘Dolores’ felt something was wrong. Should they not

have gone back to the villa?

“What are we doing here…” But then she shut up immediately as if she suddenly thought of something.

A shy blush crept up on her cheeks.

Was it that Matthew wanted to…

The more she thought about it, the more excited she got. It was just the first day and Matthew was

going to be intimate with her, how could she not be excited?

Matthew got out of the car and opened her door. Her cheeks flushed.

“Why is your face red?”

‘Dolores’ lowered her head and said shyly, “You brought me to a hotel and then ask me what am I

doing? Stop it! I hate you!”

Going to a room in a hotel… wasn’t it about sleeping together?

What else can they, a man and a woman, do if not that?

No matter how stupid Matthew was, he knew very clearly what she meant. Since when was Dolores so

bold?

Besides, it wasn’t like she hadn’t been here before, why was she thinking like that this time?

He didn’t feel happy, but rather disgusted.

This feeling of disgust caught him off-guard.

He used to long for her to rely on him but now he disliked it.

He frowned.

‘Dolores’ noticed the change in his expressions and asked hurriedly, “Did I say something wrong?”

He gathered his emotions and said lightly, “No, my residence is here.”

His residence was there?

‘Dolores’ panicked. How could this be his residence?

Wasn’t he living in the villa?

And just now he said Dolores had been here before?

‘Dolores’ was sweating down her back. She suppressed her panic and calmed herself down. “Oh,

yeah! My mind must not be working well, I forgot.”

Matthew pursed his lips and did not respond. He helped her get out of the car, “Let’s go.”

‘Dolores’ asked, “Why are we living here instead of going home?”

“I told your mother that we were on a business trip when you disappeared, so we will stay here for a

couple of days before going back.”

“Oh!”

When they arrived at the suite, Matthew opened the door. He helped her walk in and opened the

bedroom door, “You should rest now.”

“Aren’t you coming with me?” ‘Dolores’ was disappointed.

Wasn’t he very fond of Dolores? If Dolores was sick, shouldn’t he be staying with her?

“I need to go out for some work.” His expressions and tone were extremely faint.

He didn’t reflect any of ‘Dolores’ impulse and enthusiasm.

‘Dolores’ didn’t dare to cling to him so much, for the fear that he would notice something wrong, “Then,

come back soon.”

“Hmm. Go to sleep early.” After saying that, Matthew turned around and went out.

His coldness made ‘Dolores’ feel that he didn’t love Dolores.

As he walked downstairs, Matthew glanced behind him. Unable to notice anything out of the ordinary,

only then he took out his phone and called Boyce.

Soon the call was connected, “Where are you?”

“I’m at home.” After running around all night, he had taken the time to go back, take a bath and change

his clothes.

Matthew hung up the phone, got into his car and drove towards Boyce’s residence.

Boyce had just taken a shower. He was wearing a white bath robe and his chest was exposed through

his slightly opened neckline. Hearing the doorbell ring, he fastened the belt around the robe and walked

over to open the door.

He had known that Matthew was going to come over since he had answered the call, so he wasn’t

surprised but he still felt a little strange, “What about Ms. Flores’s injury? Shouldn’t you be with her right

now?”

How come he was free?

At this time, he realized that the happiness of successfully finding Dolores was not anywhere on

Matthew’s face.

“Did something happen?”

Matthew walked in and said after a moment’s silence, “Tell me about the process of finding her in

detail.”

“What are you suspecting?”