Snare of Love
Chapter 319 Randolph Had Passed Away

"A little." The general managers of several branches had toasted him, he had to drink.

He got even closer, the hot air from his words sprayed next to her face, tingling and itching. Dolores slightly turned her head sideways. Matthew pinched her face to make her upright and looked at him. He asked, "Does it smell bad?"

Dolores nodded, "It's all the smell of alcohol, what do you think?"

"Then I'll go bathing." He smothered a laugh, "Do you want to bathe with me?"

Dolores blushed in shame and pushed him, "Don't be silly."

Seeing her blush, he smiled even deeper. He stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom.

Soon the sound of rushing water came out from the bathroom.

Dolores wrapped herself tightly in the quilt. She was inexplicably nervous.

Not long after, a low voice came from the bathroom, "Help me with my clothes."

Dolores looked up and looked at the glass door of the bathroom, remembering that she had put the only bathrobe on when she took a shower. There was none inside now.

She held her forehead as she forgot to put another set inside.

She got up and went to the cupboard to replace a new set. She did prepare these household items when she moved here. She tore off the label, walked to the bathroom door and knocked, "Here you go." Soon, the door of the bathroom was opened and a grip was placed on her wrist. Before she could react, she was pulled inside and she was pinned against the wall.

He had just taken a shower. The whole bathroom was foggy. His firm body was covered with dense crystal droplets of water.

"What are you doing...

Hmm..."

Before she could finish her words, she was kissed on the lips and drowned in his passion.

A pair of shadows shifted on the glass door of the bathroom.

It was fiery and long.

Dolores did not know when he would finish. In the end, she lost her strength and relied on him to hold her, or else she would have lain down.

In a daze, she was carried to the bed and wrapped in the quilt. She was exhausted but there was still someone making a mess on her mouth. She used all her strength to bite his lips. Matthew frowned and soon he stretched his brows. He asked in a muffled voice, "Still want to continue?"

"Bastard!" Dolores rebuked angrily, but she was so tossed out of breath that the word she came out was as if she was acting coquettishly.

Her body was covered with his marks. He knew that she was really tired, so he did not continue to torment her but instead he hugged her and slept. He gently patted her back and coaxed, “I'm an asshole, I'm an asshole..."

Dolores slept soundly. When she woke up, no one was around her.

She got up, took her phone from the table and glanced at the time. It was almost one o'clock. She opened her eyes widely. Had she slept all morning?

It was not just Matthew here. Victoria and Jayden were here too. Why she did not wake up?

What would others think of her?

She quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Not sure if it was because she was moving too fast or because she had been 'abused' by Matthew last night, her legs went weak and she almost fell. Luckily, she held the bedside table quickly so she did not fall. She stood and rested for a while before walking. When she went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth, she noticed the marks left by Matthew. She frowned, how could she go out and meet others?

In her mind, she cursed Matthew a thousand times again.

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, she went to the cupboard to replace herself a black turtleneck jumper and a plaid skirt. After tidying up, she walked downstairs.

She was slightly relieved as she did not see Victoria and Jayden in the living room, otherwise, she would feel embarrassed.

"Get up already?" It was New Year's Eve and there was no one at the villa, so they called her over to spend New Year's Eve with them. She greeted Dolores when she saw her.

Dolores scratched a handful of hair to hide her discomfort. She did not look at Coral's eyes and gave a faint "hmm" sound.

Hearing Dolores' voice, Matthew shut his computer. He was looking at the year-end report but he did not want to look at it now. He stood up from the sofa and looked at her, "You shall be hungry, right?" Dolores ignored him as she was angry.

She walked down the stairs and walked towards the dining room.

Coral smiled, "There's rice heating up for you in the kitchen, I'll go and bring it to you."

Dolores pulled out a chair and sat down as Coral brought her the hot dishes. Seeing Matthew enter, she went out sagely, "It's snowing outside, I'll go to the courtyard to enjoy the snow scene."

Matthew came up from her back, braced his hands on her two sides, and put his lips to her ear, "Are you angry?"

Dolores buried her head, held the bowl with both her hands and took a sip of hot soup.

She completely treated Matthew as air.

Matthew kissed her cheek. The more Dolores ignored him, the more reckless he became, his hand reached down from the hem of her shirt to her jumper ... "Matthew!" Dolores was annoyed and stood up angrily to glare at him, "Do you want to be shameless? If people see this, do you plan not to meet anyone anymore?"

Seeing her angry face, he found it cute and laughed lightly, "There's no one at home."

Victoria and Jayden had gone out early in the morning with the two children and said that they would not return until the evening.

There was no one at home.

"Why didn't you call me in the morning? You're not the only one here, there's a whole family here. All the adults and children had woken up and I'm the only one sleeping. What do you want the elders to think o me? Have you ever thought about me?"

"I can see that you are very tired." Last night when he came back, it was late, and he ... she had barely slept until morning, so she slept soundly. How could he have the heart to wake her up?

Matthew came over and hugged her. Dolores pushed his hands away.

She was scared of Matthew.

Matthew ignored her resistance and forcefully wrapped her in his arms. To prevent her from struggling, he pressed her hands across his firm chest. He stuck at her slender back, nibbled her ear and asked, "Dic I hurt you last night?"

Dolores' eyes were lowered, with light traces of water in them. She had begged for mercy from him many times but he did not want to let her go.

Up until now, she still had a burning up sensation.

Matthew buried his head in the nook of her neck. He lost his control when he wanted her so much. He hoped that he could put her inside his body. He wanted to make her a part of his body.

"I don't know what's wrong with me, I just can't control it." His voice was muffled into her ears.

He'd lived for over thirty years. He'd held it in for so long. It was terrifying once he got his release.

He lifted his face from the nook of her neck and rubbed his cheek against hers, "I'll be more gentle next time."

Dolores squirmed and rubbed, "I, can I not?"

"No!" He could obey her and comply with everything, but not this.

He coaxed, not daring to scare her away, "I'm a normal man, I'll get sick if I hold it in too long. Three times a day, can?"

This was really a wedding night for Matthew. It was his first time to smell her taste and his first time to be a man while he was awake.

Dolores was speechless.

She could not stand it, "Once."

"No."

"Then no more talk." Dolores was determined.

Matthew blinked. His thick eyelashes scraped the corners of her eyes, it was a little tickling. She tilted her head sideways. Matthew thought she was angry and sighed inwardly. "I'll listen to you, once." Once was all right. He would make it longer.

It was not really a big loss.

He kissed the corners of her eyes, her cheeks and little by little he worked his way down to kiss her neck.

Dolores almost broke down and said, "I haven't eaten yet."

Matthew was stunned for a while. Although he was reluctant, he still let her go. She was already so thin, if she did not eat enough food, would she break her waist?

At this time, Matthew's mobile phone, which he had left on the sofa, rang.

Dolores found an excuse to get rid of him, "Go and answer the call."

Matthew pulled her chair back, "You sit down first."

Dolores sat down obediently. She was well behaved. Matthew kissed her forehead, "Eat more, you are too thin."

Dolores did not say anything but stuffed her mouth with food.

Matthew smiled and went to get the mobile phone that kept ringing on the sofa.

He picked it up and Boyce's voice came from the other side.

"Are you Matthew?" He was afraid that the person who answered the phone was not Matthew, so he wanted to make sure first.

His voice sounded urgent.

Matthew frowned, "It's me."

Then only Boyce dared to say reassuringly, "Randolph has passed away."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐