SWNOVELS Chapter 37
Dolores’s brain went blank for a few seconds. Under his gaze, it took quite a moment for her to regain the presence of mind,
“Are, are you okay?”
She was instinctively defensive.
Matthew’s sturdy body was crouching above her. The lust flashing in his eyes was very intense and almost overflowed but he
was still forcing himself to restrain, “You thought I have a fever?”
Touched his forehead?
Did she know anyone should not touch him right now?
Especially women!
It was just an instinct. Someone would touch others’ forehead when they were sick. After all, he was not feeling well, so Dolores
treated him as a patient.
“It’s good that you’re fine.” Dolores sensed the danger at that moment and tried to escape from the position below him.
Matthew moved his body down and pressed her body that was trying to move, “Don’t you need to pay after using me to gain an
advantage?”
His lips were right next to her ear, almost touching her skin. The hot air exhaled when he spoke was sprayed densely and this
made her felt slightly itchy. This kind of position made her recalled the memories hidden in her heart. That night, the man was
also lying on top of her like this, domineeringly demanding from her...
She was trembling slightly while he was tensing up too.
“Mr. Nelson...I, I’ll bring you to the hospital.” She forced herself to calm down, “I’m a woman who had made out with another
man, I’m sure you won’t be interested.”
Dolores purposely uttered the words ‘I had made out with another man’ clearly.
It seemed to be a reminder, but also seemed to be a method to deliberately make him disgusted.
If he was disgusted, even if he really wanted to fulfil his desire badly, he would be able to bear himself.
As expected, upon hearing those words uttered by Dolores, Matthew’s eyes were having a hint of coldness. They were still hot
but they already lost the intensity.
His fingers fondled her cheek, jaw and he grabbed her neck the next second, yelling angrily, “Are you involved?”
Dolores shook her head, “No, no, I’m at odds with them, how will I cooperate with them to dig a pit for you? You’re my backer, I
still can tell which is more important.”
A drop of sweat fell on Dolores’s face. Her body stiffened. He was really forcing himself to restrain. Through the light outside the
car, she was able to see the beads of sweat on his forehead.
Dolores tried to move her arm and Matthew did not stop her. She opened the car window and the car was filled with fresh air.
The shady feelings among them became lesser. Matthew’s mind became slightly clearer.
His voice was hoarse and low, “Call Abbott.”
Finished speaking, he turned and lay at the side. Dolores got herself out and touched his pocket. She did not know his phone
was in which pocket of his clothes. She touched both of them and still could not feel it, and when she touched his pant pocket,
Matthew frowned, “Don’t touch it.”
His voice really sounded that he was restraining himself. He abruptly opened his eyes and stared at Dolores, “If you continue
touching...”
He was afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself.
He held Dolores’s hand and put it on his right pant pocket, “Here.” After saying that, he let go of her hand and closed his eyes
again.
Dolores took out the phone in his pant pocket, searched for Abbott’s number and dialed it.
Dolores got down from the back seat and waited outside the car for Abbott to come over.
It was too unsafe for her to stay in the car.
Who knew whether Matthew’s ability to restrain himself was good or not?
Abbott’s speed was quite fast as he arrived in ten minutes. He then brought Matthew back to the villa.
Initially, Dolores asked Abbott to send Matthew to the hospital as she worried that Matthew’s body might have health problems.
But Matthew let Abbott send him to the villa.
After returning to the villa, Dolores put a poof of cold water in the bathroom to try to keep him awake. He was actually awake but
he looked like he was not awake.
After soaking in the cold water for more than an hour, Matthew’s limbs felt as if they were chained to iron shackles. He
completely relied on Abbott and Dolores to get him out.
After Matthew was placed on the bed, Abbott looked at Dolores, “I think I can’t help you with the next thing, I’ll wait outside, call
me if you need anything.”
Dolores was speechless.
“Wait, if you leave, then he...” Dolores pointed at the entirely wet man.
What to do?
Abbott shrugged and told her that he could not help, “I definitely can’t do the job of changing clothes, so it has to be done by you.
You’re Mr. Nelson’s legal wife, it’s reasonable that you help him to change clothes and take care of him.”
Dolores was speechless.
They were nominally reasonable and legal, but...
“I’ll stay outside.” After saying that, Abbott walked out and closed the door. He stood at the door and shivered. Helping Matthew
to change clothes and look at his bare body?
Even though he just simply thought about it, Abbott could also imagine Matthew’s furious face.
Perhaps he would be fired.
Dolores stood by the bed, staring in distress at the man lying on the bed. If the wet clothes were not changed, he would probably
catch a cold.
Change. She looked helplessly at the bright crystal chandelier on the roof and took a deep breath, “The reason you become like
this today is because of me, I really can’t leave you alone.”
She bent down her body, reached out and unbuttoned his shirt one by one. She lifted his arm, took off his clothes and unbuckled
the belt. She then turned her head to pull off his pants and blindly searched for a blanket to cover his body.
After doing all this, Dolores looked at him. He passed out and seemed to be sleeping quite soundly.
She took the wet clothes and went out. Seeing her come out, Abbott got up from the sofa, “Have you finished changing his
clothes?”
Dolores nodded and handed the wet clothes to Coral.
“Mr. Nelson may need someone to stay by his side tonight. You stay here, call me if anything happens, I’ll go back first.” Abbott
was taking a jacket.
Dolores nodded helplessly and found a dry towel to wipe Matthew’s hair.
After wiping his hair, when she got up to place the towel properly, her wrist was suddenly pulled by Matthew. With some force,
she was pulled and she fell onto the bed. He turned over and placed his long legs on her body. Dolores tried to push him away
but the more she pushed, the greater the force he used to embrace her.
He tightly circled her slender body and buried his head in her neck, murmuring softly, “Don’t be afraid...”
Dolores did not dare to move. As his voice was too small for her to hear clearly, she asked softly, “What did you say?”
But no one answered her.
Later, Dolores felt sleepy and fell asleep on the bed.
Warm beams of light entered through the gaps in the curtains. Matthew’s eyelashes slightly moved and his eyes opened. He was
apparently not adapted to the light due to his all-night slumber. He closed his eyes and opened them again only after a while.
When he wanted to move, he found that something was pressing against his arm. He turned his head and realized that a woman
was lying in the crook of his arm.
Her black hair was like a waterfall while her eyelashes were thick and curly as if butterflies were staying on her eyelids. Her
cherry-like lips were slightly pursed and her breathing was steady. All these surprisingly made him felt restless. He gently moved
his arm but the moment he moved, Dolores cooed.
Her body slightly moved and her eyelashes lightly trembled. She then slowly opened her eyes. What she saw was an
impeccable handsome face that was like a carving.
He was still slumbering at the moment.
She thought of something but was then relieved. If he was awake, how embarrassing would it be?
She lifted the blanket and wanted to leave here before Matthew waked up. She got off the ground with her bare feet and when
she turned to cover him with the blanket, she inadvertently noticed something on his shoulder.
Her breathing instantly paused.
How came he had bite marks on his shoulder?
Dolores’s mind was bewildered yet clear. A shocking thought exploded in her mind!