Snare of Love

Chapter 254 I Won’t Be Able To Control Myself

Dolores was confused from her fever, she didn’t catch what Matthew had said fully, only managing to

hear that sentence of ‘I won’t touch you’. She let go of her hand in peace.

Matthew took off her knitted sweater, on her crystal-clear skin were still traces of water. She was cold

and her body was still shivering, she twisted and turned her body, wanting to find a cosy spot. Matthew

looked at her, her cheeks were red because of the fever. Her hair was moist and sticking on her

cheeks. It looked very similar to an intense night when her sweat had drenched her hair, and that sexy

look when she had been drained of all energy.

Matthew felt his whole body heat up, if Dolores wasn’t sick, this time, he really wouldn’t control himself.

He inhaled deeply, and turned away his gaze, covering the blanket on her.

When her clothes were taken off, she felt her body warm up, and she reached out to tighten the blanket

around her.

Matthew turned up the heat in the house, he picked up the clothes on the floor and put them in the

bathroom. He closed the bathroom door, put on some hot water, took off his own clothes and took a hot

bath. After that he changed into some clean clothes. With a dry towel in one of his hands, and another

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the table, and used the other dry towel to wipe Dolores’ face and hair.

He had taken a hot bath, and his body temperature had restored. That’s why he could touch her. He

carried her up, and put her under the blanket.

Dolores could feel the heat from his body, she hugged him and snuggled in his arms, her head as if a

little kitten, burying in his neck.

Matthew looked as if his soft spot had been triggered. Not moving, his muscles clenched tight. Dolores

was not wearing clothes, her tender body was moving around on his body, and his feelings were

swaying.

He wasn’t someone with no self-control, but in front of this woman.

His self-control, was literally a joke.

Dolores was in a blur, totally unaware of the situation she was in right now. She was cold, and wanted

to find a warm place to snuggle in, and this warm place was Matthew’s arms.

Her hands were not honest, because she realized, this warm place was blocked by something. She

wanted to remove this thing.

Matthew lowered his head, and looked at her hands which were tugging at his bathrobe. His eyes were

dim.

His Adam’s apple was moving up and down, his voice was low, “If you continue messing around this

way… I’m afraid, I can’t control myself.”

He was a human being, please don’t test him in this way.

Dolores completely couldn’t hear what he was saying, she only wanted a warm ‘place’.

Helplessly, Matthew clutched her hands.

“Hmm….” She had been clutched by someone, feeling uncomfortable, her eyebrows furrowed. Her

hands struggled, “Hmm, let me go –”

“I’ll let you go, but you don’t mess around anymore.” Matthew controlled himself, and the fire that was

raging within him, “If you continue messing around, I won’t control myself anymore, I don’t care if you’re

not conscious. No big deal, I can compensate you again when you are conscious.”

Not sure if Dolores had heard what Matthew said, but she stopped moving, and Matthew tried to let go

of her hands, and she stopped moving around.

Matthew lowered his head and looked at her, and heard her even breathing.

Matthew, “…”

Had she fallen asleep just like this?

He blinked, wasn’t this too fast, he had already decided to not control himself. And now in the end, she

had fallen asleep?

After seducing him, she had fallen asleep herself?

Just like that?

Knock knock –

“I’ve gotten the doctor.” Boyce’s voice rang from outside the door.

Matthew got down from the bed to cover Dolores with the blanket properly. Her whole body was

wrapped up, only her head was visible.

Making sure that she looked very decent, Matthew then went to open the door.

Next to Boyce stood a doctor who was wearing a pair of glasses, in his hands was a medical box.

Matthew quickly let them in.

Boyce knew Matthew had some reservations, so he said, “I went to look for him myself.”

There wouldn’t be anyone playing tricks in between.

Only then Matthew turned his body sideways and said softly, “Come on in.”

“She’s on the bed.” Matthew walked to the side of the bed, and the doctor followed him over, putting the

medical box on the table, took out the thermometer and placed it in Dolores’ ear. With a press of a

button, her temperature can be taken very quickly.

The doctor frowned, “Why is there such a high fever, it’s 41 degrees, how did this fever happen?”

“Falling into water.” Matthew replied.

The doctor put the thermometer back into his medical box. She must have suffered from chills in the

water. In this weather, if she fell into the water, it would be strange not to have a fever, “Let her fever

cool down first, I will prescribe some medicine to let her fever come down.”

Whilst taking the medicine, the doctor instructed, “She has suffered from chills from falling in water.

There will be coldness in her body, make some ginger tea for her to drink to get rid of the chills.”

“Alright.” Matthew lowered his eyes, looking at the lady in bed, her face was even redder compared to

just now.

The doctor prepared the medicine, wrote on it the intake and quantity, put it on the table, “Let her eat

now. When her fever cools down, and she breaks out in a bit of sweat, then she will be alright.”

“Thank you, I’ll send you down.” Boyce sent off the guest.

Boyce only came back up after a while, he was carrying two bowls of ginger tea.

“I saw you were wet too, so I got the hotel chef to make two bowls.” Boyce passed the bowl to him.

Matthew took it from him, and finished his ginger tea. He passed the bowl to him, and took the other

one, “You wait outside for me first.”

“Alright.”

Boyce took an empty bowl and went out. Matthew put the ginger tea on the table and helped Dolores

sit up. Dolores was just getting comfortable in her sleep, she was unwilling to move. Now that she was

being moved around, she was annoyed and her brows furrowed.

Matthew coaxed her patiently, “Good girl, wake up and drink a bit of ginger tea and eat some medicine

before going back to sleep.”

He put the medicine in Dolores’ mouth. Perhaps because it was too bitter, she didn’t swallow it, but

instead spat it out.

Matthew, “…”

“Good girl, take your medicine.” Matthew took out two tablets again. This time Dolores didn’t even open

her mouth, mumbling, “Bitter.”

All medicines were bitter.

With no other choice, Matthew put the medicine in his own mouth, then put his lips to hers and pushed

it to her.

Dolores twisted her head, wanting to push him away but Matthew pinned her head down, not allowing

her to move. He used his tongue to push the medicine to her throat. It was as if something was stuck

there, it felt terrible, she wanted to spit it out, but she couldn’t, and she could only try to swallow it, but

there was no water. If she swallowed it dry, it wouldn’t go down and would stick at her oesophagus.

Matthew drank a gulp of ginger tea, and once again put his lips to hers, pushing the water to her. This

time, Dolores was very proactive in wanting to drink water.

Very quickly, the medicine was brought by the water into her stomach.

Matthew had used this method to make her finish the whole bowl of ginger tea.

Putting her down, he covered her blanket and let her sleep.

After drinking the ginger tea, her body warmed up. She turned her body, moved to find a comfortable

position, and continued sleeping.

Matthew sat by her bed for a moment. Seeing her fall fast asleep, he then only got up to leave the

room.

Boyce was outside the house, seeing Matthew come out, he asked, “Is she better?”

“Just had her medicine…”

“I want to look for Mr. Nelson.”

“I’m sorry, outsiders are not allowed here, you can’t enter.”

Charles’ and the bodyguard’s voice passed through from the lift.

“Charles?” Boyce looked at Matthew.

Matthew’s expression was dark. He had come just in time. This matter, Charles had to give him an

explanation.