Matthew Nelson left the coffee shop at around 10 o’clock. At this time, the coffee shop was near its closing already, so he couldn’t continue to stay inside.

Boyce Shawn and Armand Bernie had probably never seen Matthew so pitiful like this. He had to make himself look like a beggar just so he could see Dolores Flores. He didn’t even have a place to stay.

He went back to the gate of the residence to wait for his son’s message. However, he saw Oscar Adams walk out of the residence instead.

Oscar talked to Dolores about the exhibition, so he came out a little late. He walked over and passed him the access card without saying anything, “You can’t get in without this.”

Matthew didn’t hesitate. He reached his arm out and took it over, “Thanks.”

Oscar thought for a while, “Do you want to take a bath at my place?”

“No, I still have to go back tomorrow,” Abbott Baron gave him a phone call and said that Boyce got into trouble.

He didn’t clearly hear what happened at that time. He only heard Amanda Nelson’s voice, then he hung up. Abbott probably thought that he heard it already, so he didn’t call again.

If it was just a minor matter, Abbott would probably not tell him. So, he needed to go back after seeing Dolores.

Oscar smiled and handed him a business card he took out from his pocket, “If there’s anything that you need my help in, you can look for me. I’m very familiar with city C.”

“How are you related to Stanley Lennon?” Matthew asked as he took it from him.

Oscar was stunned for a moment. It had been a long time since someone directly mentioned Stanley in front of him. The smile on his face disappeared, and he became serious, “I was wild and mischievous when I was young. My hands were almost chopped off by someone. He was the one who saved me, so I always followed him afterwards. Then, he…so I helped him watch JK over.”

After he finished talking, he looked at Matthew, “You must be that person Jolene Harris arranged for Lola.”

He used a declarative sentence and not an interrogative one.

At that time, Jolene didn’t allow him to go and find Dolores. She said that she already arranged everything for her. Although Jolene didn’t directly say it, he knew deep inside that this must be the case since Nelson was the surname of both Dolores’ children.

This was also the surname of the family of Jolene’s husband at that time.

the situation

are bounded by fate,” Dolores wasn’t sent to him due

emotionally hurtful to Dolores since she was used by her mother as leverage to pay for her sins.

was purely feelings between Dolores

It was as if he realized that what he said sounded bad. No one would like

silently groaned

on after Oscar left. He received Andrew Nelson’s phone

call him after Dolores fell asleep. However, he couldn’t help but frown after glancing at the time. She went to

access card Oscar gave him to successfully enter the residence and find the room Dolores was

a gentle push. Andrew wore

the light that entered at an angle from the outside was enough for him to

gave him a pair of

He softly asked as he put

of work. Sometimes…I also don’t know why she couldn’t fall

walked towards Dolores’ room and spoke softly, “Mommy

rubbed his son’s head as he stood at the doorway, “Thank

going to sleep now,” He yawned. He was so sleepy. He had never slept

the room diagonally across Dolores’ room. He arrived with just a few steps and closed the door after he

this time. The noise during the day was

out and gently

room, and a

open, and the gentle breeze of wind blew

Under the dim light,

dress and nothing else covered

the bed side gently, and the woman on the bed seemed to not notice. She slept on the side of her head, and half

the other half of her face, so he reached his arm out to move them away from covering her

face was finally revealed, and her outlines were extremely clear

two months, but she didn’t gain any weight. He felt bad for her

thought, how wonderful would it be for time to stop and just spend a lifetime silently

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