Snare of Love

“Lola, marriage could not be taken lightly. Mom forbids you to do that.” Jessica more or less knew the reason Dolores did that. Dolores placed the lunchbox on the cabinet beside the bed. She carried the food to her while saying, “At least I didn’t marry any stranger. It’s your friend’s son.”

“She’s passed away a long time ago, and I know nothing about her son. Even if it means breaking my promise, I’ll rather you marry someone you take fancy to, instead of using the marriage as a bargaining chip. I’ll rather stay here for the rest of my life.”

Someone she took fancy to? Even if she did meet the one in the future, she no longer had the right to do so. She lowered her head. It did not matter who she would marry, what was important was to take back everything that had been seized away.

Jessica did not manage to convince Dolores to change her mind and both of them returned to their home country the next day. Randolph disgusted both of them and refused to let them step into the Flores house. Instead, he let them rented a house outside and Dolores needed only return during the wedding day. Dolores did not want to return home too as her mother would need to face the home-wrecker who ruined her marriage. It was better to stay away from the house for the sake of tranquility.

Jessica was still worried. “Lola, if it’s a good marriage, they wouldn’t have given this chance to you, even if Mrs. Nelson and I were friends…” Dolores did not want to talk about that with her mother anymore and she digressed, “Mom, come have something to eat.” Jessica sighed. It was obvious Dolores refused to talk about that. She had lived a hard life with her and now she even had to sacrifice her marriage.

Dolores held the chopsticks in her hand yet she did not have a single appetite and there was a continual rush of disgust. “Are you okay?” Jessica asked out of care. Dolores did not want to let her worry about her and she lied that she lost appetite from long hours of flight. She then put down the chopsticks and entered her room.

looked like when she was pregnant - she had always felt disgusted and had no appetite to eat. It was exactly

night and her period had not come for more than ten days. She did not dare to think of it further. That night was already humiliating enough. If it was not for her mother and her brother, she would

when she went for a checkup at the hospital without informing Jessica. She had a mixed feeling and was frustrated. She did not know what to do. Should she give birth to the child or abort it? Her hand inevitably covered her lower abdomen. Although she felt surprised and even humiliated, she was actually unwilling to give it away. There was the joy of first becoming a

scanning picture of the baby. However, upon noticing Randolph was there too, she pulled a long face at once. What was he doing

Dolores frowned. “Why?”

later.” He looked at her from head to toes and continued. “Are you gonna wear this thing to meet him? Are you

did feel it. He had sent her and her mother to a poorer Western country and did not care for her ever since. Where could she get the money? If she had the money, how would her brother die due to delayed treatment? Her hands which were placed at her sides were clenched into fists. As if having thought of that, Randolph’s expression became slightly embarrassed and he said, “Let’s go. The Nelson family should have arrived now, we can’t

to persuade Dolores. She had lost her son and she wanted to take good care of her daughter now. Money did not matter anymore. She did not want her daughter to be with the Flores family anymore, nor the Nelson family. The world of the rich was complicated and she still

her a push.

clothes to buy her a decent dress. Upon entering the boutique, they were greeted by a salesperson. Randolph pushed Dolores forward and said, “Find her anything she can wear.” The salesperson looked at her from head to toes to gauge her size and

voice out of the blue, Dolores looked towards the room beside her. From the gap, she could see a woman putting her arms around a man’s neck and was talking with a cute voice. “Can you not marry other woman?” Matthew Nelson stared at the woman with a helpless look. It was a marriage arranged by his mother and he could not decline it. Yet having remembered what happened that night, he could not bear to disappoint her. “Did it