Huh?

Dolores turned back.

Matthew did not explain any further, as he rubbed his hands slowly, placing the napkin on the table. Standing up, he walked towards Dolores, “Let’s go to the company together.”

Dolores widened her mouth, together?

Did she hear wrong?

“Together… Is this suitable?” After all, no one knew about their relationship; if they were seen together, rumors would fly.

“What do you mean suitable or not? You’re married after all; who’s going to have a word about it?” Coral said. She felt that Matthew going to the company with Dolores was a good thing; has he accepted Dolores?

They were married anyway; their relation should be closer now.

Dolores had something to say, but Coral had ushered her, “Go change your shoes now.”

Dolores was forced to go with Matthew.

Coral was like a lookout, only entering the house after seeing Dolores in Matthew’s car.

Dolores laughed hollowly, “Coral’s very passionate, ha.”

Instead of answering, Matthew asked, “How paranoid are you about letting others knowing our relationship?”

Dolores felt weird; what’s there to be afraid of?

There was not a single drawback to publicizing their relationships, only benefits to her.

“Our short marriage is just a trade. If your co-workers knew about it, it’s going to bring a lot of problems for you.” She lowered her eyes, said faintly.

With a plan, her heart was empty with panic. She did not know how much truth was it in her assumption.

If it was fake, she could just consider it as an accident.

What if it was real…

This man…

Will he accept the kid?

“You’re looking out for me?”

as if this was the answer that

inside her head as she clenched her hands, asking tentatively, “I guess. After divorcing, you’re going to marry Ms. White right

to Helen, Matthew’s face sunk. He turned his head slightly over,

test would he marry Helen White; she wanted to know how deep Matthew

story with Ms. White. Testing?

adequate

that her words had some meaning behind

was, he doesn’t

told him that she had some

Matthew parked his car in the underground, but this

out of the car and stood aside, waiting for

Dolores squeezed a smile, “I’m not

it as trouble?” He asked calmly, turning his sight, “Unless, you’re

Dolores, “…”

a step back when she saw a car coming, completely distancing herself from

glanced at her faintly,

quietness of the morning had washed away the tense working atmosphere. The

person inside that car just now was also a WY Group co-worker. He was from the IT department. He saw Dolores standing there,

politely, “Yes,

a pair of glasses, slightly thin, slightly white-colored skin.

Dolores nodded.

are you from?” asked the

the translating

man paused for a second, “You’re new here right,

she was talking, she looked up and

shadow darted out, going straight for

woman, holding

it sliced through a curve, aiming

“Careful…”

of time,

dying. She just believed

feelings for

lost her mind trying to block away dangers targeted

saw Dolores running towards him, and Beulah Shawn,

Bang!

his arms, as well as Beulah’s knife

had gathered her sanity back; will she die like

had the time to confirm was he the man that night, was he

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