Snare of Love novel Chapter 325

Dolores ran in the ‘roaming sky of stars and fire’. It was an extraordinary year. Many things had happened. Each and every one of them was out of her expectation. This year might be lucky, might be bad, might be full of surprises, full of --- surprises!

Holding her two children’s hands, she stood amidst the white, looking up at the splendour blooming in the sky.

Matthew’s coat was covered with snow as he stood there. He looked at the three backs, one large and two small, which were not far away.

This year, was it unexpected for him?

How could it not be --- a surprise?!

They had to stay up late on New Year’s Eve. They played outside for a long time before going back. Pushing open the door of their room, they were greeted with warmth. Jayden and Victoria were sitting on the sofa, watching TV. The Chinese New Year Gala was playing on the TV. Coral and another maid had prepared a lot of fruits and dried fruits on the table.

It was not known that whether it was because they had too much fun, the food they ate during dinner was all digested. When the two children went inside the house, they ate again while watching TV.

At 12 o’clock, the New Year’s bell rang.

The new year had arrived.

The two children were too excited so they did not want to go to sleep and ended up not being able to wake up the next day.

The two children spent their day on their bed on the first day of the New Year.

The second day of the year was Dolores’ birthday.

Samuel bought her a super big cake.

After giving birth to her two children, Dolores had never celebrated her birthday. She had experienced severe pain during labour and understood that her birthday was a day of suffering for her mother.

So, in the past, every year on her birthday, she would not buy a cake, she would not bother to remind anyone about her birthday, she would only buy a present for Jessica.

She did not expect that Samuel would buy her such a big cake with eight tiers. O the top, there was a doll in a wedding dress.

True, it was a doll in a wedding dress, it did not look like a birthday cake but it looked like a wedding cake.

“Does it look good?” Samuel asked.

Dolores nodded, “It looks good but it’s a bit strange.”

Samuel pointed at the doll on the top, “You mean that she’s weird?”

Without waiting for Dolores to say yes, he explained, “You are a fashion designer and have designed wedding dresses for many people, but you had never worn it yourself. I want you to wear it once, I think, if you wear, you must be the prettiest.”

Samuel heard that Dolores had never worn a wedding dress from Jessica.

Once, Dolores had designed a wedding dress for a client. It was super beautiful. Samuel said, “Mummy must look even better if you put on it.”

Jessica looked gloomy by the side.

Samuel only knew that Dolores did not wear a wedding dress when she was married when he beat around the bush.

In his heart, he despised Matthew. He thought that he was a mean man!

Matthew stood in front of the French sash to answer a call. It was Boyce who called. The results had come out. Randolph did not die suddenly but he was poisoned. He had consumed nitrite.

“According to the maid, Jessica has been preparing three meals for Randolph a day. She had the opportunity and the motive, now Jessica has been officially detained, waiting to be investigated.”

Matthew cast his gaze over, looking at the scene in the living room. His eyes were deep.

“I, as a criminal police officer, can’t do anything to condone such matter. Of course, I know who she is, all I can do is to try to make it manslaughter. I won’t let her suffer. Randolph is certainly wrong but she is breaking the law by doing this. About Ms. Flores...”

There was a big difference between intentional homicide and manslaughter charges.

“Don’t let her know first.” He had not figured out how to tell Dolores yet. They were very happy now. He did not want to disturb them.

He did not want to spoil it.

“I know,” Boyce said.

Matthew hung up the call and walked over.

He had just heard Samuel’s words. He looked at the doll on the cake.

“Dad.”

“Hmm?”