Snare of Love

Chapter 72: She Had Also Longed for Love

However, the person behind her wasn’t the one she expected. And even more so, someone that was

out of her expectation.

“Why are you here?” Dolores Flores clutched the pen in her hand unconsciously.

Matthew Nelson looked around the office. It was decorated in a white theme, representing simple and

generous.

“So this is your workplace?” Matthew walked to the French windows and looked outside.

Dolores put down her pencil and stood up, “I’m asking you.”

Matthew turned around looking at her and sneered, “I’m here, just to see you, of course.”

Dolores’s hand was behind her back, clasping on the edge of the table. She was looking straight at

him, trying to see through him.

What did he really want?

But she couldn’t see anything.

“Had you met Mrs. William?” She asked in an affirmative tone.

She couldn’t think of anyone else who would force her to go back.

Matthew walked over, pulled out the chair behind her and sat down. “Yes.” He frankly answered. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

“Why?” Dolores roared.

She couldn’t think of any reason he did this!

“No reason.” Matthew grabbed Dolores’s wrist, pulling her and let her sit on his lap. Dolores refused

and tried to break free from his grip.

“I’m hurt.”

“What is it to do with me for you being hurt?” Dolores said imperiously.

Matthew sighed, “Are you curious about what did I give Mrs. William?”

Dolores was curious about what was it that could make Mrs. William break her own rules.

“What did you give her?” Dolores asked.

“Since you entered LEO Corporation, you should have heard of her husband, Mr. William, is it?”

Matthew caressed Dolores’s back, trying to calm her down.

Dolores nodded, “I’ve heard of it that the couple was very loving. Just that Mr. William passed away too

soon, and his wife was still young at that time. But she never married again for his sake.”

“Then do you know what her husband, Mr. William’s work was?” Matthew had managed to take

Dolores’s mind off and distract her attention.

Dolores shook her head as this was beyond her ken.

Matthew wrapped his arm around Dolores’s waist and made her sit down. Dolores struggled reluctantly,

while Matthew murmured, “I’m hurt, can you be a bit more obedient?”

Dolores was aggrieved. Didn’t he know that this action was unpleasant?

Wasn’t it very intimate for them behaving like this?

Why did he always have to be like this?

“Mr. William was a jewellery designer.” Matthew said.

Dolores raised her eyebrows and was surprised by Mr. William’s identity as a jewellery designer.

“But what does this have to do with the thing that you gave Mrs. William?” Dolores couldn’t understand

it.

“When Mrs. William met William, she was still an unknown fashion designer. It was a fashion

conference, and it was the first time for Mrs. William’s design to be put on stage. Coincidentally, Mr.

William had attended that fashion conference too…”

“So, did they meet?” Dolores was able to imagine the scene at that time, “It would be very romantic,

right?’

She felt a twinge of envy. When she was young, she had also longed for love, but she had missed her

chance.

Now, she was just a single mother.

Matthew had noticed Dolores’s emotional changes and held her waist tighter, “They had met, but it isn’t

romantic. I would say it was rather awkward…”

Dolores frowned, “Did something happen?”

“Yes. Someone reported that Mrs. William was plagiarizing others’ work…”

“Impossible!” Dolores trusted Mrs. William’s character as well as her ability too.

She would never plagiarize!

Matthew silently looked at her angry look, “I wasn’t talking about you, why are you getting agitated for?”

Dolores calmed down as she was too flustered just now, “I just couldn’t believe that Mrs. William would

plagiarize.”

“She was indeed…” Matthew had noticed that Dolores was frowning, panting as she would explode into

a rage at any time.

“Her design was named the same as a well-known necklace, but Mrs. William didn’t know that necklace

at all. And even more coincidentally, it was the same naming as well as the same source of inspiration,

just that a different design.” Matthew picked a strand of hair at Dolores’s ear, twiddling at his fingertips,

and said in a low voice, “Would this be fate?”

Indeed, it was a strange coincidence.

Just that Dolores couldn’t figure out, how could they know that they had the same inspiration?

“Silly.” Matthew pinched Dolores’s cheek. Dolores then realized, “Since they were named the same,

they had to investigate it. So when the two met, they knew that they had the same source of inspiration

and gave their design the same name.”

“Not quite dumb.” Matthew smirked.

Dolores pulled a face. Did his words imply that she was stupid?

“So, you gave Mrs. William the necklace?” Dolores guessed.

Matthew nodded.

“Why was the necklace with you?”

The necklace was bought by a gentleman in an auction and given to his wife.

He was not short of money as he was a resourceful businessman.

Soon after Mr. William passed away, Mrs. William searched everywhere for the necklace. Although she

knew who had the necklace, the man wouldn’t sell it.

The man wouldn’t sell it no matter how much Mrs. William offered.

Coincidentally, that businessman had business dealings with Matthew.

Dolores understood that Matthew had given something that Mrs. William had always wanted. So that

was why Mrs. William agreed to open a branch.

Dolores soon realized that she got distracted by Matthew.

She wasn’t puzzling about what did he gave Mrs. William.

Instead, why did Matthew wanted her to return to her country?

What was in it for him?

What did he really want?

Dolores then realized she was sitting on his lap unconsciously when they were chatting.

She leapt to her feet, looking at Matthew, “What’s your intention?”

He felt out of place after she got up. He looked at Dolores, “What intention can I have, but you?”

“Why me?”

“Why didn’t you want to go back?” Matthew changed to a gentle tone, “Or is there something that

makes you sad?”

“No!” Dolores retorted instinctively.

“Then why are you afraid of going back?”

“Who is afraid?”

Matthew sneered, “Then why are you being so thrilled?”

Dolores found that she turned dumb in front of him.

She didn’t want to admit that this man could mess up her mind.

Dolores pretended to be nothing mattered and said, “When did I thrill?”