“Why do you still do such childish things at this age? Do you know how old you are now?” Dolores was annoyed, “How could you tell the kids that we were washing the bedsheets last night because I…”
She was too embarrassed to continue her words.
“I didn’t say it. It was his guess.” Matthew took a sip of water, “I was just going along with his words.”
“Really?” Dolores did not trust him.
“You can ask him later.” He put his cup down.
Why would Dolores do that and bring up the topic again? And to ask their son? She’d be nuts to do that.
“You did that because you didn’t want me to meet Charles. Don’t you think you’re childish?”
‘Can this man ever grow up?’ Dolores thought to herself.
Charles was the last person Matthew would ever want to talk about.
After all, Charles was still infatuated with Dolores after so many years. Matthew did not like that one bit.
“He isn’t a good person either.”
Dolores approached Matthew and sat on the sofa by his side, asking, “Why is that?”
Matthew’s voice was low, “First of all, he isn’t single. He’s doing it for his own selfish desires without caring about other people’s feelings. Could he be considered as a good man?”
That made Dolores silent for a moment because she couldn’t retort to what Matthew had said. It was the truth that Charles had betrayed Tiana.
Although Tiana wasn’t brilliant, she was a kind lady. Charles shouldn’t have taken her opportunity of being a mother forever.
If one were to be kind, they could call Charles loyal. If it were on the harsher side, he would be called a jerk.
“You’re still angry?” Matthew leaned over, only to get a glare from Dolores. Then, she asked, “Have you eaten?”
“Yeah.” There was no one at home, so Matthew had gone out for lunch earlier.
“I’m hungry.” Dolores had been busy all morning. It was about time she got hungry. She told Matthew, “Don’t do such childish things anymore next time.”
He responded, “I got it.”
When Dolores entered the kitchen, Bonnie was about done with lunch, “I cooked noodles.”
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