Matthew wore nothing but a white bath towel.
He was naked to the waist and exposed his muscles.
Drips of water rolled down his abdominal muscles to his groin area and then to his more sexy private part.
He exuded a strong sense of masculinity with this look and his cold, handsome face.
Dolores subconsciously swallowed and turned her head to the side, “Was it an accident?”
She wanted to know if Jeffery had sensed something wrong there.
Dolores would not tell Matthew that Charles was in City B if Charles did it secretly without leaving any trace.
They could conceal the car accident as if it did not happen if Victoria could convince Charles to let go of what happened in the past and leave City B.
Nobody would be affected by this matter.
Matthew slightly lowered his eyes, “It was not an accident.”
“You mean someone did it on purpose?” Dolores raised her volume suddenly, and soon she realized that she was too excited. She tried to cover her excitement with a smile, “I'm just worried about Jeffery.”
Matthew remained silent and gazed at her indifferently.
Dolores did not dare to look at him. She lowered her head and said, “I'm going to take a shower.”
Matthew grabbed her by the wrist as soon as she moved. He spoke in a tone of command, “Look at me.”
Dolores did not raise her head and tried to get rid of him, “You're hurting me.”
“Look at me,” Matthew spoke in a flat but frightening tone.
Dolores panicked for a moment before slowly raising her head. It seemed there was a shaking, heavy hammer hanging on her heart which connected with a thin cotton thread as if it would fall at any time. She felt torturous for every second when Matthew gazed at her.
He looked stern, and his voice was getting lower and lower, “What are you nervous about?”
“I'm not nervous,” Dolores affected a calmness she did not feel.
“You seem to be concerned whether the car accident was an accident or someone purposely made it. Or you know earlier that it wasn't an accident?”
“No, I don't know.”
Dolores did not notice that an expression of disappointment flitted in Matthew's eyes. It vanished in a flash.
“I don't like it when you conceal too much from me. Distrust is the other meaning of concealment.”
Matthew let go of her hand, and he hoped that Dolores would take the initiative to tell him.
Matthew hoped that Dolores could take the initiative to tell him instead of forcing her to do it.
Dolores called to him at the moment he turned around, “I met Charles today.”
Matthew turned to her and slightly narrowed his eyes.
Soon he knew the reason why the car accident happened.
Charles had said before this that he would find out the person who imprisoned Nathan back then, and he wanted to avenge Nathan.
Charles came to City B, and it just happened that Jeffery had a car accident.
It meant that Charles found out that Jeffery was the person who imprisoned Nathan back then, so he came to City B and schemed the car accident.
Dolores hugged him, and her face pressed against Matthew's chest, “Don't pursue the matter since Jeffery is not in danger this time. Give me some time, and I'll convince Charles to leave City B.”
Matthew frowned, and he did not like Dolores to intercede for Charles.
“When did you meet each other?” the muscles in his face tautened, and he was stretching his neck straightly.
“The time you went to the hospital,” Dolores was honest with him. The relationship between herself and Matthew was unstable. She did not want to create a gap between herself and Matthew because of this matter.
Matthew recalled the situation at that time. He remembered that Dolores took the initiative to leave, and she went to Charles instead of persuading him to go to the hospital as soon as possible.
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