Snare of Love novel Chapter 52

Very soon, Sampson’s voice was heard, “Lola, it’s me.”

Dolores’ tone became very anxious, “Yes.”

Sampson paused for a moment before saying, “The woman you mentioned is dead…”

“What?” Sampson had not finished and was interrupted by Dolores. How did she die? She was clearly healthy and not that old. How could she die just like that?

“Lola.” Sampson called out to her tenderly to comfort her, “Don’t be worked up. This issue doesn’t need to be investigated through this woman…”

Dolores gripped the phone tightly and was anxious. She couldn’t calm down and she wasn’t sure why she was so anxious. Was it because her hopes were dashed or something else? She didn’t know. She only knew that she was unsettled.

Her eyes drooped, “Is there anymore leads?” Did she over expect this?

Sampson was silent. The two remained silent but didn’t end the call. It was so quiet that they could hear each other’s breathing.

After a long while, Sampson said, “Lola…” he said then paused, “Do you really want to know who the father of the child is?”

Dolores lowered her head to look at her feet. The sun rays fell around her feet and the shadows were swaying. She asked herself, did she really want to know who is the father of her child?

Dolores asked herself. When did she have such thoughts? She only started to have this desire after sensing the clue on Matthew.

“If the answer disappoints you and it isn’t the one you expected, will you still want to know?” Sampson continued to ask.

Dolores didn’t know how to answer the following questions. Perhaps she was conflicted inside her.

“Why aren’t you replying?” Sampson forced an answer.

There were many types of feelings in existence. One type was known as love through familiarity. She had lived with Matthew under the same roof. Would that result in love? This was why Sampson questioned her.

“Lola…”

“I’m listening.” Dolores interrupted him, worried that he will ask something that she couldn’t answer.

It was at night in A country. Sampson was standing by the roadside of a different country. The street lights cast a long shadow of him along the ground…

He lowered his head to look at his own shadow. Actually, he also wanted to know if the man that night was Matthew as Dolores suspected. The woman was dead and the hotel’s security video recordings had been erased.

But he had found out the truth. He took Dolores’ photograph and asked within the hotel. A hotel staff recognized Dolores and saw what happened that night and told him confidently that the man was Matthew. But he didn’t want to acknowledge that and perhaps he didn’t want Dolores to know.

If they had a child together, then even if Matthew didn’t like her, would he for the sake of the child… He didn’t dare to think further and he didn’t want Dolores to know. He liked her and wanted to take care of her. He was after all the first one who saw her. He had seen her since she was a kid.

“Lola, I found out that the man that night…” Sampson gripped his cellphone tightly.

Dolores’s heart jumped and felt as if it was stuck to her throat.

Suddenly she was covered by a shadow. She turned around and a person approached from the bright light. The deep features were hidden by the bright sunlight. Through the light scattered by the floating dust, she saw clearly who he was and her expression became nervous and defensive.

She was anticipating for Sampson to say the person whom she guessed.

“He was a local,” Sampson said.

Boom.

This answer was like setting off a bomb in Dolores’ heart. Local? That meant that what she saw on Matthew was just a coincidence. Was her guess wrong?