Snare of Love

“Let go of me.” Dolores widened her eyes and pressed her hands on his chest to stop his approach.

“Let go?” Matthew repeated the two words in a dragging tone, feeling it ridiculous.

He was furious just now because she wanted to make a clean break with him just now. Now she only believed in her son’s innocence and doubted him.

He was really angered.

Dolores looked away, not daring to look at him. She could clearly feel his robust body that was several degrees higher than hers as well as his familiar breathing. She closed her eyes, “My son is only five years old…”

So it was impossible that he would do this kind of thing.

She was tilting her head, revealing her swan-like neck on which blue veins were standing out slightly. Due to nervousness, her breathing was quick and uneven, which was like the enchanting melody. Matthew originally just intended to scare her; nevertheless, when seeing her reactions, he felt all his blood was boiling.

He lowered his head and landed a kiss on her neck.

His lips were so soft and a bit cold.

Dolores exerted great force to push him away as she was panicked, “Let go of me. Don’t be so shameless!”

“Shameless? I felt quite shameless when your son embarrassed me just now. But why should I feel shameless now?” He mumbled as he still put his head near her neck.

He liked the scent on her body as he was familiar and obsessed with it.

“Tell me, are you a witch?” Otherwise, how could she manage to cause him to change into a different self every time when he was together with her?

Dolores didn’t reply. But tears streamed down along her cheeks and disappeared into the hair around her ears.

Matthew felt her spasmodic sobs. He lifted his head and cupped her face, forcing her to look into his eyes, “I just kissed you. Why are you appearing to be so aggrieved?”

Dolores gently opened her eyes. Her eyelashes were shaking slightly and there were still tears in her eyes. She replied in a cracked voice, “Am I easy woman who would sleep with men casually in your eyes?”

Matthew was stunned, “I never think so.”

“You did. You never showed respects to me.” She had tried hard to hold back her tears, but they all fell down now, “I slept with a man at the age of 18 and was pregnant with his child, and you thought I was a promiscuous woman. I’m not that kind of woman! I’m not that kind of woman as you’ve imagined! I had no choice back then.”

Matthew felt inexplicably flustered and wiped away her tears. Actually, he had to admit that he did once think in this way.

Dolores turned her head to dodge his touch.

Matthew’s hand paused near her ear and then he slowly tucked her messy wisps of hair back over her ears, saying, “I’ll not mention about your past any longer. Please forget your past too.”

want to do?” Dolores tried

to come back to

Are you going to be their stepfather?” Dolores interrupted

down that

bottom line, and he would never accept the other man’s

man. Can you bear the other man’s children to call you father? Will you raise

suddenly stood

of persuading Dolores to come back to him, and he had never

had already reached his bottom line for him to

about being the children’s stepfather or raising children for the

He couldn’t do it!

Matthew who was standing with his back to her, “It’s a wise decision for us to get divorced and return to

the wise choice is?” He asked in a gloomy voice and was in an extremely bad

But I know my own feelings very well. I don’t like you, and you can’t accept my children either, it would be the best choice

very well. I don’t like you.’ reverberated

She didn’t like him?

Matthew sneered.

She didn’t like him?

and grabbed her collar, “Dare you

felt the sharp pain from

face of his red eyes and squeezed out a sentence out, “I don’t like you. Do you want me to tell a

along with him

that he would

felt

He almost went crazy.

She didn’t struggle, nor did

if her neck felt painful, she

the suffocation. She felt hard to breathe as Matthew was grabbing her

her down in a

and only relieved the comfortableness after a long while. She then picked herself up

in front of the French windows, she paused and said without turning around, “Thank you for not

she walked towards the

as she walked out of the villa, she couldn’t

with the

why her heart would

leaning against the car, walked over the moment he saw Dolores walking out of

shook her head,

on the car. I’ll send you back.” Dolores walked to