After entering the room, Matthew put Dolores on the bed.
He then entered the bathroom and dampened a towel for Dolores to wipe her face. The more he looked at her face, the angrier he got. Matthew threw away the towel and stood in front of Dolores. He asked her a question in a depressed tone, “What happened? Why are you looking like this?”
Dolores shivered when she recalled what Sampson did to her.
She couldn’t find any word to tell people what happened to her. She didn’t know where to start telling.
“Tell me,” Matthew grabbed Dolores’s shoulder and looked into her eyes, “Have you slept with him?”
It was like a hurricane was forming in his eyes.
Dolores shook her head.
If she didn’t wake up in time… She didn’t dare to imagine what would happen next.
She would never expect Sampson to act this way.
The hurricane in Matthew’s eyes was still there, “Who did this to you?”
Dolores sealed her lips tight and remain silent.
She hugged herself while shivering.
“I asked you a question!” Matthew couldn’t control his anger anymore.
Dolores widened her eyes, and her tears dropped.
She remained silent. Her tears kept dropping, forming a stream on her cheek.
Matthew paced back and forth beside the bed.
He had never lost his cool like this.
Dolores closed her eyes. Soon, Matthew’s action stopped. The room was so quiet that only the sound of his breathing and her sobbing.
A shadow approached Dolores. Matthew hugged Dolores, who was still shivering. His warm palm dearly stroked Dolores’ face. Then, he kissed her nose.
During the process, Dolores was nervous, shocked, and powerless. She could felt it. It is the love Matthew never showed.
“Go take a shower,” Matthew carried her and walked into the bathroom.
The bathtub was filled with warm water, and steam was rising.
Dolores looked at Matthew in shock.
She never thought a man like Matthew would do something like this for her.
Matthew turned around and looked at her, “Do you need my service?”
What?
Dolores shook her head and quickly rejected him, “No. No.”
“I’ll wait for you outside. Call my name if you need anything,” Matthew exhorted.
“Alright.”
Dolores locked the door as soon as she closed it. She had to make sure the door lock was working before she dared to take off her clothes.
She was still terrified by what Sampson did.
Dolores entered into the bathtub. The temperature was just fine. Her hair floated on the water like water grasses. There was a hot body sunk under the water.
She rubbed every inch of her body carefully. She didn’t dare to think about what had Sampson done when she was unconscious.
Dolores cleaned her skin so hard. She wanted to clean Sampson’s touch.
Matthew could clearly felt that Dolores never told him the truth as he stood outside of the bathroom. She must know who was it.
The only reason she didn’t tell him was, she didn’t want to.
Matthew took the telephone at the bedside and called Abbot, “Help me to check who went to KS Club with Dolores tonight.”
“Yes, Mr. Nelson,” Abbot answered.
Matthew rubbed his forehead after putting down the telephone.
Dolores took too long in the bathroom. Matthew went and knocked on the door, “Are you done yet?”
“Yes.” Dolores was wrapping herself in the towel. She didn’t have anything to wear in the bathroom.
After soaking herself in the water for over an hour, she was wide awake and calm.
She opened the door and saw Matthew standing outside of the bathroom. His shirt was unbuttoned on the collar, and he was wearing a pair of black trousers that showed the length of his long legs. Matthew was staring at her.
Dolores’ hair was still wet. There were water drops on her shoulder, and they looked like crystals on her fair skin.
Dolores’ grabbed her towel carefully as if she was afraid that it would fall, “Can you do me a favour?”
“Yes,” Matthew turned his sight away from Dolores and answered softly.
“Can you get me something to wear? Anything.”
Matthew looked at Dolores, “Do you know what time it is now?”
Dolores shook her head.
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