Armand wondered if he had spoken something wrong.
He looked confused.
“Did I say something wrong?” he asked Matthew while looking at him.
Dolores also looked over at Matthew. Obviously, she could feel that Matthew purposely interrupted Armand.
Matthew cast an indifferent glance at Armand. “You are getting aged. Have you become as oversensitive as a woman?”
Armand choked up.
He found that no matter what he said, Matthew would retort him. He shushed.
Dolores was also speechless.
She wasn’t happy about his remark about a woman being oversensitive
She wondered if she should also stop speaking as well. Otherwise, Matthew would remark her being oversensitive.
After entering the room, Dolores couldn't help but ask, "Did you remark Armand or me just now?"
Matthew couldn’t utter a beep.
Inwardly, he truly felt that Dolores had been oversensitive.
“Do you want to say that I’m oversensitive on this issue?” Dolores answered before he reacted. With a smile, she said, “All right. I might have been oversensitive. Let’s go to bed early. You’ll take an early flight tomorrow. You should have a good sleep.”
Dolores had a self-reflection and realized that she had been a bit oversensitive recently. Matthew and she had been together for whole life, she still suspected that he was hiding something from her. She didn't think it was appropriate.
“How long haven’t we separated?” She unbuttoned the buttons on his collar and cuffs considerately. Since Matthew left the company to the management team, he seldom wore business suits. Instead, he wore casual clothes. It was because of Joshua’s wedding, so he put on a suit again.
Dolores seriously unbuttoned his shirt. “Go to take a shower,” she said.
Matthew looked down at her. “Why do you treat me so well suddenly?”
She raised her brows. “Didn’t I treat you well before?”
“Of course.” Matthew grabbed her hands. “You’ve stripped me. Why don’t you help me bathe?”
“Stop kidding, old man!” She patted his hands off. “Go take a shower.”
Matthew smiled in silence. He went to the bathroom obediently. It seemed that Armand’s interruption had removed Dolores’s suspicion completely.
The next morning, Matthew took the earliest flight and left.
Dolores stayed in Armand’s house.
They didn’t wait for Joshua and Bonnie for breakfast.
“Let’s eat.” Theresa poured a glass of milk for Dolores. “They should have it in the hotel.”
Dolores picked up the milk. “Theresa, please don’t go to your store today. Let’s go out to do something else.”
There were a lot of designers in the tailor’s shop, so Theresa didn’t need to go there every day. She sat down, took a piece of toast, and applied some peanut butter on it. “What are we going to do?” she asked.
“I must buy a new house for the kids. They can’t stay all the time in the hotel. If they stayed here, it would be too crowded. I must get them a new house so they could stay in their own home,” said Dolores.
“Yeah. They are so young and just married. They should enjoy their private world. Okay. After breakfast, I’ll go out with you,” said Theresa.
“Are you having breakfast so early?” Joshua and Bonnie came in.
“Why didn’t you wait for us?” Joshua walked into the dining room and pulled a chair for Bonnie.
“We wanted to wait for you, but we thought you wouldn’t come here for breakfast. Why did you guys get up so early?” Theresa stood up to get the tableware for them.
“We seldom sleep in usually,” Joshua smiled and answered.
Before Theresa could answer the question, Armand chimed in, “But it was your wedding day yesterday, wasn’t it? We thought you couldn’t get up in the morning, so we didn’t wait for you.”
His words were full of ambiguous implications.
Bonnie lowered her head, blushing slightly.
Joshua was a man. Although Armand was a friend of his father, he was like a friend of Joshua. They were quite close and always spoke directly to each other. “Oh, you’ve experienced it before. That’s why you know,” Joshua joked.
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