Matthew picked up the suit coat thrown on the sofa and walked out of the office.
Armand and Boyce sat quietly by the side.
“Is this the only way?” Armand asked.
Boyce glanced at him, “Sampson was dead, and this is the fact. Since it is a case that involved a person's life, and it could get exposed at any time. Dolores has been the suspect if Jeffery still insists Dolores is the murderer. He wouldn't let her off easily. Besides, there is nothing wrong with this approach since they are not actually married to each other. I'm sure to catch her as long as Chloe shows herself. By the time...”
By that time, they were not passive anymore.
Armand thought this was the only way feasible, and they could only do this way.
After leaving the office, Matthew drove to the hospital, passing by a bookstore. He stopped the car at the bookstore. Matthew thought Dolores must be bored when she stayed in the hospital every day. So he wanted to buy her a book related to fashion design to pass the time in the hospital since Dolores was a fashion designer.
There were two floors in the bookstore with a five-meter wide bookshelf in the middle that ran through the bookstore from the first floor to the second floor. It was full of the fragrance of books.
The books had been grouped thematically in different sections. When Matthew looked for the books on fashion design, he passed by the parenting books section. He inadvertently saw a book titled ‘Nine Months’. He was curious and took the book and opened it to read. The contents of the first chapter of the table were the fertilization of an ovum by a spermatozoon.
He raised his eyebrows slightly. He thought, “How can an adult don't know how this happened?”
The contents of the second chapter were the implantation of a fertilized egg in the lining of the uterus.
The contents of the third chapter were about who decided the gender of the baby.
The contents of the fourth chapter were the changes in a woman's body during her pregnancy.
The book title of Nine Months' attracted Matthew at first, and Dolores was pregnant, so he had more interested in it.
Matthew was about to read the part he was interested in, but a few women went his way, who were holding children in their hands. Then, he closed the book and walked to the cashier counter to pay. He took the book and got in the car.
When he arrived at the hospital, he got off with the book and walked into the elevator. He went to the ward where Dolores stayed.
The floor was quiet.
The man guarding the room door saw Matthew walked out of the elevator, and he stood straight, “Mr. Nelson.”
Matthew nodded slightly.
He walked to the door and gently pushed to open the door. He was afraid that Dolores was sleeping, and he would wake her. He saw a woman sitting in front of the window through the widened door crack.
She was in a loose, white silk nightgown that did not show her waist's curve. She sat on a chair and revealed half of her white, thin calves. Her legs and even her ankles were beautiful.
Her nightgown was long-sleeved, and the cuffs were sewn a circle of lace as an embellishment. She revealed her wrists and held a scissor in her hand to trim the branches and leaves of the flowers. There was a delicate glass vase with flowers placed on the table.
Matthew threw the flowers that were sent by Charles last time into the trash. When Matthew went to the office last time, he thought of Dolores said she liked flowers, so he went to the florist. Since Matthew was a straight man, he did not pay much attention to the flowers and plants. He did not even know what the rose represented.
He only knew the roses represented love after the florist owner gave him an introduction about roses.
He remembered that Charles had sent five roses last time, so he asked, “What can five roses represent?”
The florist answered, “Roses represent love, and five represents unregretful love.”
Matthew snorted and pondered, “What does Charles mean?”
“Is he going to love Dolores with no regrets?” he wondered.
Matthew sneered.
Then, Matthew bought lilies because the florist said that lilies had the meaning of love for all seasons.
Well, he wanted to be with Dolores happily for hundred years.
As for Charles, let him be no regrets by himself!
After he bought the flowers, he went straight to the office. The florist delivered the lilies to Dolores. Dolores was sleeping at that time, so Coral put the lilies on the table. Dolores saw it when she woke up. After that, Dolores asked Coral to buy a glass vase to arrange the flowers in the vase. Dolores did not expect Matthew would buy her flowers.
Matthew walked into the ward and stood in front of her, “Do you like it?”
Dolores raised her head with her long hair hanging down and showed her small face. Dolores was surprised Matthew bought her flowers. Matthew was angry when he threw the flowers last time. Dolores thought he was not the kind of man who would buy flowers for women. She was happy about it, and the corners of her lips showed a smile, “I like it.”
Matthew snorted, “How tacky it is.”
Dolores thought, “Why are you still buy me flowers if you think it is tacky?”
However, the words came to the tip of her tongue, but something checked the words, “I still like it even it is tacky.”
Dolores stroked the petals of the flower. It was soft to feel with a faint fragrance.
Her nightgown was round neckline and embellished with lace that folded in several layers. The nightgown neckline was a little large and revealed her neck and collarbone.
Matthew leaned forward and attached his lips to her collarbone. His lips were slightly cold and soft. She felt an ecstatic shock at the moment Matthew's lips touched her skin. Dolores tensed her body. Soon she gently pushed him away and whispered, “Coral is cleaning the bathroom now.”
It would be an ill appearance if Coral came out of the bathroom and saw them like this.
Matthew bit a bit of her flesh with his teeth. However, Dolores was skinny, so he could only bit her skin. Dolores felt pain and frowned even though Matthew did not bite her vigorously.
Matthew smiled, “I'll let you bite me at night.”
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