Matthew asked, "Are you angry?"
Dolores shook her head and said, "No."
But she felt uncomfortable.
Jessica brought breakfast over. Matthew lifted her quilt and carried her up to the bathroom to wash up, then put her in the chair at the table. Dolores said, "I don't want to eat right now. Put me to bed."
Matthew put her to bed. She pulled the quilt over her and turned her side with her back to him, "You eat first. I'm a bit sleepy. I'll eat later."
Jessica set the food down and came over, "You sleep during the day and at night. Can you still sleep now, huh? Let's eat first. The food will get cold later."
She didn't know that Dolores was having a tantrum with Matthew.
She came over and kept persuading Dolores, "You're not just eating for yourself now. You have to think of the baby in your belly. Come on, get up. Let's eat first."
Dolores didn't say anything.
Matthew stood still and looked at her with an expressionless face.
Jessica looked at Dolores and then at Matthew and seemed to sense that they appeared to have had a fight.
She didn't know who was right and who was wrong, but the first thing she did was to take Dolores' side, "You had a fight? You know best the state of Lola's health right now. How come you're still arguing with her?"
Matthew didn't explain and just looked at Dolores.
Jessica was now sure that they might have had a fight. Dolores was pregnant and she had been brought up by her. Of course, she took her side, "How can you fight with Lola at this time? She's risking her life to give you a baby and you're pissing her off?"
Jessica's words get harsher and harsher, "You're really going too far ..."
"No. We didn't fight." Dolores couldn't listen to Jessica reprimand Matthew anymore. She lifted the quilt, "I'm going to eat."
Jessica was confused, "You didn't have a fight? Then what are you mad about?"
She wasn't even eating?
"When did I get mad?" Dolores denied.
"You look like someone owes you money. Are you really not mad?" Jessica walked away, "Come over for breakfast."
Matthew picked her up and put her in a chair at the table. Dolores picked up her spoon and as she was about to drink her porridge, she noticed that Matthew wasn't sitting down. She looked up, "You're not eating?"
Matthew didn't say anything and just felt a headache. He was exasperated by this woman.
She wasn't capricious, only once in a while, but he just couldn't do anything about it and had to coax her.
Dolores knew she shouldn't do that and reached out to pull him along, "I was wrong. Come on, let's eat. You have to go to the office later.
Matthew then sat down, "I'm going to be pissed off at you sooner or later."
Dolores was speechless.
She scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to his mouth, "I was wrong, and I'll change later. Don't you be angry!"
Matthew felt both funny and annoying. When had this woman become so torturous?
Jessica saw that and smiled as she closed the door behind her.
Matthew pushed her hand away, "Stop it. Don't think I won't be angry if you do this!"
Dolores refused and passed the spoon to his mouth again. The porridge on the spoon stained his lips, "Okay, you can continue to be angry, but you have to eat. You can't live on air either."
Matthew was speechless.
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