Matthew paused his movement, looked up, and raised his eyebrows slightly. “Pardon me?”
“You know what I’m asking.”
“No, I don’t.” He lifted his legs and sat on the bed. Dolores grabbed his arm. “Matthew Nelson, I’ve found the older you are, the more shameless you’ve become.”
Seeing that, he guessed that probably she had known what happened to Andrew. He heaved a sigh and said, “Isn’t Andrew safe and sound now? Can you just forget about it?”
"You told me you were going to the company earlier. You went to find her, didn't you? When did you learn to lie to me?" Dolores was quite angry indeed. Her son had encountered danger and couldn't nearly come back, but she knew nothing about it.
“I’m his birth mother. Why don’t I have the right to know about it?”
“I was afraid you would be worried.” Matthew pulled her hand. “It won’t happen again. It’s been a long day for you today. Let me massage your shoulders.”
As he spoke, he pressed Dolores to sit down on the bed.
Dolores tilted to dodge him. “Stop it!”
"What do you want me to do then? It has already passed. Even if I was wrong, you can't always be angry without forgiving me, can you?"
His words made Dolores angrier as he sounded like he had known that she wouldn’t be able to do anything even after she got to know it.
“I’m not gonna forgive you.” Dolores stood up abruptly. Matthew was off-guard. Her head bumped into his nose. He frowned in pain. Then he felt warm liquid dropped. Reaching out, he touched his nose, only to find that his nose was bleeding.
Dolores covered her forehead as she also felt pain.
“You...”
She still wanted to blow up. Seeing the blood above his mouth, she was startled. "What happened?"
Matthew raised his head. “My nose is bleeding.”
Dolores immediately pulled tissues for him. “Go wash your face in the bathroom.”
Matthew covered his nose with the tissue, looking at Dolores. “Did you purposely do it?”
“Ehn,” Dolores admitted it recklessly in anger and grievance.
“Have you vented your anger yet?”
“Not really.”
“Hence, what else do you want to do to avenge?”
“All right. Go to wash your face.” Dolores pulled him.
He washed his face for a long time before getting rid of the bloodstains.
“Change your pyjamas.” Dolores found him another set, as the former ones were stained by blood.
Matthew changed his pyjamas after he stopped bleeding. “The bedsheet was stained, too”
“We must change it.” Dolores reached out to take it off. “If the kids have seen it, it’s so embarrassing.”
Matthew stood aside and nodded seriously. "Your youngest son has just got married. You must be a role model to show your daughter-in-law how to be a wife. If she knew you've hit your husband, she would learn from you and bully your son."
Upon hearing it, Dolores almost tossed the bedsheet from the bed. It was because he had lied to her, but now he sounded that it was all her fault.
She calmed herself down and adjusted her breath. She said in a steady tone flatly, “Charles invited me for lunch tomorrow.”
Matthew, who was standing and watching her aside, immediately rushed over to help her. “Have you said yes?”
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