Snare of Love

Helen tried to calm down her nervousness as she replied with tears welling up beneath her eyes, "She is always around you all the time, and if she even works for you later on, you two will only get close to each other. I am really scared that you will have feelings for her."

Since there was no point in hiding the truth anymore, she decided to come clean with it to clear up Matthew's doubts. She was doing all this because she was afraid of losing him.

She blinked her huge watery eyes, "You have known me for a long time. You know very well how much I love—"

Helen stammered slightly while holding back her tears and continued, "I fear the day I would lose you, that's why-that's why I decided to meddle in the hiring process."

Matthew frowned and replied, "I've already told you that we are going to divorce each other in one month."

Helen was perfectly clear about this. If not for the fact that Dolores was that woman from that night, she was willing to wait as long as required. She had waited all those years anyway, so one month was nothing. However, she felt like her patience was running out.

She couldn't let Dolores become too close to Matthew!

She didn't want that to happen!

"Dolores, this is for table number two. Go serve them."

Dolores responded but there was a nagging sense of pain in her lower abdomen area. She didn't know whether this was because she didn't sleep well last night coupled with the fact that she had been standing at work for a long time.

She carried the tray of food and headed towards table number two, but before she could reach that table, she caught a glimpse of Helen, and sitting opposite her—

She didn't have to wrack her brain to identify that man.

She stopped short for a moment but she was able to regain her composure in the next second. This was her job, so she couldn't avoid facing them.

With a polite smile plastered across her face, she announced, "Your food is here."

When she placed one of the dishes in front of Matthew, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by him, "What the hell are you doing here?"

His tone was demanding and chilly.

His gaze stayed on her attire. With white shirt, black vest and a short skirt, her long legs were exposed underneath her skirt.

He stared at her legs for a few seconds and his expression gradually darkened.

What kind of attire was this? Who was she showing off her body to?

She was now a married woman, so why did she have to come here to work?

Dolores maintained a formal smile and replied, "I'm working now."

Matthew knitted his eyebrows slightly which had taken on a whiff of anger. She had been pursuing money for that translation job last night, and now she was even taking on this type of job. Was the Flores family really so desperate?

"Can you please let go of my hand?" Dolores didn't think much of her own situation at the moment. She was just earning money for herself.

Helen held Matthew's hand and said, "Matthew, people are looking in our direction. Let's take this matter outside."

Nobody knew about Matthew and Dolores' secret marriage. Helen didn't want Matthew to accidentally spill this fact to the public.

Matthew stared at Dolores for some time, and finally he was able to suppress his anger. He let go of her hand, "I don't wish to see you working here."

Dolores could only concentrate of the nagging pain besieging her belly at every moment. Beads of cold sweat were already forming a layer on her forehead. She wanted to argue, but her physical condition didn't allow her to do that. She could only pick up the tray and left.

She put down the tray and walked into the bathroom. This sudden attack of pain really scared her out of her wits. Luckily, there was no sign of blood anywhere on her.

After coming out of the cubicle, she stood by the sink and talked to her stomach while caressing it, "Be obedient, my baby."

She needed to earn money in order to take good care of her mother and the new life in her stomach.

At the same time, Helen walked into the bathroom and coincidentally heard Dolores talking to herself. Her gaze was fixated on Dolores' belly, and all colours had drained out of her face. Dolores noticed the change in her expression and hastily explained, "This baby does not belong to Matthew, so you don't have to put on such an awful face."

Dolores then raised her spirits while circling around her, wanting to exit the bathroom.

"Your baby is now two months old?" Helen turned around and asked.

Dolores stopped in her tracks and turned around too, "How did you know about this?" "I-I can make a guess based on your bulging stomach." Helen replied with difficulty. Dolores was pregnant all along? And to top it off, that baby could be Matthew's too.

As expected, she couldn't just let Dolores stay by Matthew's side anymore!

All of a sudden, Helen had an urge to annihilate this woman complete from Matthew's life!

Dolores walked out of the bathroom, but she was immediately pulled by Matthew out of the restaurant.

She was already suffering from discomfort and after being pulled around by him like this, she felt that intense pain returning to her body.

"Let me go!" She wanted to scold him, but her voice lacked the punch.

Matthew dragged her all the way to road side and by then only loosened his grip. He warned with a deadly serious look on his face, "If you need money, you can just tell me. No need to act pitiful in front of me!' He couldn't make himself accept that the Flores family had degraded to such a state. A few days ago, he had just seen Randolph bringing his family to splurge in a luxury items shop. On the other hand, Dolores was seen working as a waitress in a restaurant.

Dolores clung to the advertisement post that stood tall by the road to support herself. Otherwise, she would lose her balance. She tried to cool her head, "Mr. Nelson, we are just a couple by agreement. This is all business. You don't have to be so enraged by everything that I have chosen to do."

"If you know very well that you are my wife, do you know that you are embarrassing me by doing this kind of job?" Matthew couldn't understand this woman at all. He couldn't see through the motives behind her actions.

Dolores pursed her lips hard, trying to endure the pain.

Just as she was on the brink of collapse, Sampson strutted towards them, "Lola, I am here to look for you, but I didn't expect that you are really here. Are you feeling not well now?"

As a psychologist, he was very well-versed with the workings of the human body. Although Dolores was trying to conceal her discomfort, this didn't go unnoticed in Sampson's eyes. Ever since they had parted ways that day, he had gone looking for Jessica and subsequently learnt of the truth about Dolores' baby.

He didn't know how to describe the feelings in his heart. It was certainly not pleasant to say the least.

Why didn't she seek help from him if she was so burdened with troubles?

He wanted to look for her, but he didn't know where she was staying. Therefore, he tried his luck at the spot they had met last time, and unexpectedly he was able to bump into her. Dolores couldn't care about anything else at the moment. The pain in her lower belly was too much. She grabbed Sampson's arm and begged, "Please send me to the hospital now." Sampson glanced at her stomach and just as he was about to carry her off her feet, a massive strength suddenly landed on his shoulders.

He turned around and saw Matthew's darkened face, "She is my wife."

His tone wasn't particularly strong, but it was intimidating!

It was as if he was giving out warnings. This woman was his wife, and nobody was to touch her!

Sampson revealed a smile, one that looked sarcastic, "You guys are husband and wife?"

Before Matthew could respond, he added, "You guys are just doing this according to an agreement. You will never marry a woman who is already pregnant."

Suddenly, Matthew asked menacingly with narrowed eyes, "Does that child belong to you?"