Snare of Love

When Dolores arrived at the hospital, Sampson was sitting along the corridor outside the patient's room with both his hands on either knee. He was bent forward slightly and deep in his thoughts. He didn't ever realize it when Dolores was standing beside him.

"What are you thinking of?"

Sampson raised his head and held back his emotions when he saw Dolores. He looked towards the patient's room and said, "Your mother's emotions aren't stable."

Dolores had mentally prepared herself, "Okay, you can go back to rest. I'll look after her."

Sampson glanced at her abdomen and said, "You also need to rest."

"Rest assured that I'll take good care of myself." Dolores smiled calmly at him.

Sampson was silent for a moment and then nodded, "Call me if you need anything."

Dolores acknowledged and Sampson stood up to leave. Dolores looked at his back view and pursed her lips. Although she knew him for a rather long time, she didn't know much about his family background and family members. She practically didn't know anything about those.

He was obviously worried about something to be deep in his thoughts.

At this moment, Sampson stopped, turned, and looked at Dolores, "I heard something from those women. Someone paid them to say those things and to splash paint on your door."

Dolores nodded. "Okay. Sampson, you can also talk to me if something is troubling you." Dolores looked at him.

Sampson smiled, "I'm fine."

Dolores didn't pester him. Everyone has something which they do not want to share with others.

She didn't go into the room immediately after Sampson left. She was thinking about who would pay those neighbors to do such things? Annabelle? Beulah? But they didn't know that she was pregnant. Then...

Crash!

Suddenly, what sounded like something smashing on the ground came from the patient's room. Dolores was startled and quickly pushed open the door and saw the broken glass at Jessica's feet. She went over to pick up the glass shards, "Mom, do you want a drink? Take a seat first and I'll pour you some water after I clean up..."

Before she could finish, Jessica grabbed her wrist and looked like she was in a trance, "Lola."

Dolores looked up at her mother, "Yes?"

Jessica was very conflicted and grabbed Dolores' hand with increasing strength, "Can you terminate your pregnancy?"

This just started what if the baby was born without a father? What would others think of them if the baby was blond with blue eyes? Dolores knew that Jessica was traumatized but she didn't expect her to bring up the past.

"Mom..."

Jessica released her and as if her soul had left her body, "You're reluctant to. I knew that you will be unwilling to."

She sat at the head of the bed and leaned back in a daze, "Jeremy is gone, he's gone..."

Dolores was stunned and in disbelief. What happened to her? Dolores quickly called for the doctor but Jessica didn't cooperate and even wanted to hurt herself. As a result, the doctor gave her an injection to calm her down.

"The initial prognosis is the patient has some mental illness." The doctor said after conducting some checks.

Dolores' body started to sway and had to steady herself by holding onto a cupboard behind her, "How did it become so serious?"

"Has your mother encountered some emotional trauma? This must not be the first time it happened. She must have suppressed her stresses for too long and now it had erupted, resulting in this condition."

Dolores' lips twitched. Ever since Randolph sent her mother overseas, she had never smiled. She was certain that she was emotionally hurt. She had post-natal depression when her brother was born and the depression worsened after her younger brother's death. Dolores' pregnancy was also emotionally stressful for her and must have been the straw that broke the camel's back. This was the limit of her emotional tolerance. Any additional stress would tip her over and cause her to lose control of herself.

"What's the treatment?" Dolores was incoherent and could only persevere.

The doctor sighed, "It's not easy to treat mental illness. Don't you know Dr. Herbert very well? He is a psychiatrist. He should be able to help you."

Dolores thought about Sampson's expression and wondered if he knew something but didn't want to tell her.

"I suggest that you transfer your mother to a psychiatric facility."

Dolores nodded in agreement.

After sending the doctor out, Dolores squatted down and looked at the self-inflicted scratches on Jessica's face. Her heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe. The scene of her losing control and hurting herself replayed in her mind.

Jessica was transferred to a psychiatric center that very day. Because the patient was emotionally unstable and had the potential to cause harm to herself and others, next of kin can only visit her during regulated visiting hours. It was as if part of the treatment was to isolate the patient from the outside world.

Dolores packed up some of Jessica's and her belongings and terminated the rental. Because she still had some things in the apartment, the rental security had not been refunded by the landlord. Jessica's hospital bills were paid by Sampson and she felt that she was increasingly indebted to Sampson.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, the car stopped at the villa. She paid the driver and got off the car with her bags. She stood for a moment outside the villa and didn't expect that she would be staying there for the time being.

Just as she was about to enter the villa, a car drove over and she recognized that it was Matthew and she stood in place.

Matthew got out of the car and saw Dolores standing on one side and asked coldly, "Where did you go?" He went to the hospital but was told that she had completed the discharge procedures. So where did she go for the rest of the day?

Dolores didn't explain. She was exhausted from Jessica's matters. Dolores simply replied, "I had some errands."

Matthew frowned, what kind of attitude was that? He briskly walked over...

He was tensed and appeared furious and then looked like there were multiple images of him. Dolores became dizzy and blacked out. Matthew was swift and managed to hold onto her waist as she collapsed. Her waist was still slim and can't see that she was someone who was pregnant. Her soft body and the close contact caused him to be aroused from his heart. Matthew frowned as the feeling was subtle. It was inexplicable. They only met for a short while and how could he have such strange feelings.

Before he could savor the emotions, two people walked through the doorway. One was Abbott and the other was Helen. Both of them were stunned to see Matthew hugging Dolores. Especially Helen, had she not been in front of Matthew, she would have stomped in anger. She was furious inside her!

"Matthew... she...!"

Matthew carried Dolores and entered the villa. Abbott looked at Helen and said, "Mr. Nelson had married Ms. Flores. Even if he doesn't love her, they are husband and wife. How can he allow her to faint and collapse onto the ground?"

Helen scoffed, "How could she faint when she seemed fine? Isn't that intentionally seducing him?"

Before Abbot could reply, Helen continued, "Why did she faint if she isn't sick? Isn't that strange?"

She had reasons to doubt.

Abbott trusted Helen more than Dolores since he knew Helen for a longer time and were partners at work.

Although Dolores was an unfortunate lady, she still had a family. Helen, on the other hand, was alone and had been with Matthew for such a long time. So, he naturally sided with Helen.

Matthew carried Dolores into the room and placed her on the bed. Just as he was standing up, Dolores suddenly held him down by the collar.000000