Snare of Love novel Chapter 14

“What are you talking about?” Dolores was even more confused.

Matthew got up from his chair and strode towards her while being silhouetted by the lighting in the room. His footsteps were steady and slow. In the end, he loomed over Dolores and said, “You are still my wife in name, so you should refrain from being intimate with other guys.”

He didn’t care about what led to their marriage. As long as they were a married couple, he couldn’t tolerate being cheated on!

This was his limit, and it was also his dignity as a man!

Dolores couldn’t really process his words. Since when was she being intimate with other guys?

She retorted immediately, “Didn’t you sleep with other women here as well? Should I be demanding on you as your wife too?”

Matthew’s creases on his forehead deepened, “I didn’t sleep with other women.”

Dolores was stunned momentarily. She was sure that Helen had spent the night here yesterday.

Who would believe that they didn’t end up sleeping together?

However, she suddenly realized that whether he did or didn’t sleep with other women, that didn’t have anything to do with her anyway.

Matthew’s expression was getting uglier by the minute. What was he thinking?

Dolores didn’t want their relationship to turn sour. She softened her tone, “I will try to abide by your demands. Then I shall…”

She waved the documents in her hands to indicate her intentions, fearing that she wasn’t already obvious enough.

Matthew mumbled a response, but he failed to conceal the tinge of anger in his voice. He wasn’t mad at Dolores, but instead he was mad at himself!

Why would he explain himself to her anyway?

Was he crazy?

He was really irked by his response to her nowadays! That feeling of discomfort almost morphed into one of disgust!

Since Dolores had secured a job working at a restaurant, she had to finish translating these documents as soon as possible.

When the clock struck midnight, she was only halfway done. However, her energy was already waning.

In order to freshen herself up, she carried the documents and headed to the living room. At that timing, the whole villa was shrouded in a deep silence. Matthew and Carol was probably sound asleep at that moment.

She placed the documents onto the table and poured herself a cup of lukewarm water in the kitchen. She put the cup onto the table and sat down onto the mat while continuing her translation task.

Matthew felt rather thirsty, so he came downstairs to pour himself a glass of water in the middle of the night. Seeing that Dolores was still translating his documents, he couldn’t help but frown.

However, he didn’t say anything as he passed by her. Dolores noticed his presence, but she didn’t immediately greet him.

Matthew was used to living alone, so when he saw a cup of water on the table, he instinctively picked it up and started to drink it.

“Hey—“

Dolores wanted to remind him that she was using that cup, but to her dismay, Matthew was already gulping water from it. She wasn’t able to continue her sentence anymore.

Matthew eyed her briefly and saw that she was hesitating about something. His gaze stayed on her face for several seconds before shifting to the cup in his hands. Under the faint glow of the light, he saw a faint smudge of lipstick on the edge of the cup.

His lips had touched that part of the cup just now.

Obviously, he was drinking from a cup that had just been used by someone else. Coupled with Dolores’ reaction, that person was probably her.

Dolores continued to stare the floor, pretending that nothing was going on.

However, she felt her face strangely burning.

They were really too unfamiliar with each other, so this simple gesture of him sharing her cup was a little too intimate for her.

Although he didn’t do this on purpose, Dolores still felt embarrassed by this.

Matthew’s lips quivered slightly as he licked his lips. He didn’t know what to make of this situation, so he simply finished the water in the cup in one go.

He placed the cup onto the table and walked in her direction. He noticed that it was already one o’clock in the morning, so he started, “Aren’t you sleeping yet?”

Dolores continued to look at the floor, not willing to raise her head, “I’m not sleepy yet.”