Snare of Love novel Chapter 89

Seeing Matthew, Maria almost rushed over, stretching her arms to embrace him.

Matthew stepped aside and dodged. As she was running so fast, Maria couldn’t stop even after she had missed the target. She couldn’t help staggering forward, her ankle twisting.

“Ouch...” she exclaimed. Her legs weakened, falling on the ground.

Abbott stood aside. He had chance to hold her up but he didn’t reach out.

Before she became the family member of the Herbert family, she even flattered Abbott sometimes. After all, he was a man who Matthew trusted very much, so she was willing to put a little effort on Abbott.

However, since she returned to the Herbert family and became their daughter, she had been arrogant and put on the air whenever she met Abbott again.

Hence, Abbott became quite unhappy. He didn’t like her as he used to.

Now Maria was a girl from a rich family.

Abbott was just an assistant. So they were not from the same world.

Maria fell on the ground, her knees skinned, her carefully-made hair messed. She looked quite embarrassed.

Raising her head, she looked at Matthew. “Matthew...”

She could not accept the coldness and disregard from him.

He used to treat her lovingly.

His current attitude brought her sense of frustration as if she had fallen down from the heaven to the hell.

She couldn’t accept it at all.

Trembling, she looked at the man standing in front of her. “Matthew...”

Tears welled up in her tears. Her tone was full of grievance and ingratiation.

Matthew walked to her, squatting down. He reached to brush away the messy hair that covered her cheeks.

Looking at her face carefully, Matthew seemingly to see her true color through her features.

“Matthew...”

“Stop calling me,” he interrupted Maria.

Maria was startled, still couldn’t accept the fact.

“How many things have you hidden from me?” he asked in an extremely low voice, as if he was suppressing something in his heart.

Things flashed through Maria’s mind, as if all movie scenes were replaying. She was thinking about the hidden meaning of Matthew’s question.

Suddenly her pupils shrank sharply. It seemed that he had heard her conversation with Dolores.

“Nothing,” she denied.

“Nothing?” Matthew sneered.

She used to save him once so he trusted her. Although he found her charades before, he didn’t look into them. He was not willing to get even with her.

After all, he treasured their relationship.

However, she always kept refreshing his perception of herself.

She deceived him by self-acted and self-directed scripts. Even it was she who planned the car accident that happened to Dolores back then.

He had underestimated Maria in the past. He had just thought she was playing some small tricks. Much to his surprise, it turned out that she was so vicious.

“I didn’t ... I didn’t set up Dolores Flores. She, she made it up.” Maria’s face was wet by tears. Reaching out, she wanted to grab Matthew’s arm. “Matthew, you got to believe me.

He just stared at her face for a few second, his cold lips forming into a straight line. Without saying anything, he pried open her hand.

Maria was unwilling to let go, but Matthew’s strength was so strong. Unable to resist, her hand was removed easily.

“Matthew.” Maria hugged his legs. “I really didn’t do it. Believe me. If I was wrong, it was because I love you so much. Is it wrong to love you?”

“Heh heh.”

Matthew sneered, as if he was mocking at himself. He whispered softly to answer, “You are not wrong. I was wrong. It’s my fault.”

He shouldn’t have mistaken responsibility as love.

“No. It’s not like that.” Maria shook her head desperately. “It’s neither your fault nor mine. It’s all her fault.”

Turning around, she pointed at Dolores, who was standing on the steps. “It’s all because of her. She’s just a bitch!”

“You bitch...”

Theresa was about to retort but stopped by Dolores. It was unnecessary to get a verbal fighting with Maria.

Dolores knew what Maria feared the most was losing Matthew.

In return, she should poke Maria’s sore spot, which was Matthew.

In her high-heels, Dolores walked down the steps, walking towards Matthews step by step. Raising her hand, she tossed her hair behind a ear, her eyes seductive. Then she put her hand on Matthew’s shoulder, calling him in a soft and gentle tone, “Honey.”

Dolores sickened herself. She really couldn’t get used to this way of addressing him.

Anyway, their divorce certificate was not issued, so she still could address him in this way.

Her main purpose was to piss Maria.

Maria was face blushed because of anger, looking like a well-cooked shrimp.

Matthew looked down slightly at Dolores’ arm on his shoulder. It was slender with fair skin. She stood so close to him that he could even see the hair on her arm clearly.

For the first time, Dolores took the initiative to approach him.

And she called him in such an intimate way.