Snare of Love

Chapter 13: She Knew the Language of A Country

Dolores was petrified on the spot. She never saw Sampson’s hug coming.

When she came to herself, she tried to wriggle free from his embrace.

From Matthew’s perspective, they were like a couple who were cooing each other.

His brows couldn’t help but frown.

Helen commented nonchalantly, “I didn’t expect that she actually has a boyfriend.”

Matthew suddenly felt very restless.

He stepped on the pedal hard and the car sped away.

Helen pursed her lips and asked, “Are you angry about that?”

Matthew snickered coldly, “Why should I be angry?”

She was currently pregnant, so it was normal that she was intimate with other guys too!

He was just being frustrated for no reason after actually witnessing her with other guys!

Soon, the car stopped in front of Helen’s residence. She didn’t get off the car immediately as she

stared longingly at Matthew, “Don’t you want to come to my place for a while?”

As if she was afraid of getting rejected, Helen added, “Matthew, I have prepared your favourite food—“

“Helen.” Matthew interrupted her. He was confused at his own frustration at the moment. He caressed

her hair and said, “I’m not going to drop by today. Please rest earlier.”

“But…” Helen didn’t finish her sentence but chose to alight his car obediently, “Please drive safely.”

Matthew mumbled a response before speeding away.

For some reason, he took lesser time than normal to reach home. By the time he entered his house,

Dolores hadn’t returned home yet.

He unbuttoned his shirt while asking, “What time did she go out?”

“She went out at noon.” Carol received his coat and asked, “Do you want to have dinner now?”

“Later.” He didn’t have any appetite at the moment.

The two buttons near to his neck had come off. He didn’t feel suffocated by his shirt anymore, but that

didn’t reduce the restlessness in his heart.

It was a really strange feeling. He felt really uneasy!

He pushed open the door to his study. Dolores’ memo was still lying on the table. He picked it up and

let out a cold laugh, “You’re really good at acting. On one hand, you’re making yourself looking very

pitiful in front of me, but behind my back, you are fooling around with other men. Dolores, you really are

different!”

He crumpled the memo vehemently after saying that.

Dolores hailed a taxi back home. Initially, Sampson had offered to send her home, but she didn’t want

him to know about her connection to Matthew. Therefore, she had rejected him.

There was only Carol at home, so Dolores thought that Matthew hadn’t returned yet. She felt herself

relax considerably.

Carol noticed Dolores’ good mood, so she asked her, “Are you happy about something recently?”

Dolores produced a smile, thinking that there was nothing particularly exciting going on, “I feel more at

ease without him around here.” Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Carol didn’t know how to answer her.

“Do you mean that I shouldn’t be here?” Suddenly, his long and slender figure appeared at the door of

his study. He was leaning against the hinge lazily, and his tone sounded unconcerned yet mocking at

the same time.

This voice…

Dolores turned around rigidly, and her eyes landed on that man who was leaning against the door

hinge. He had a darkened expression on his face.

Why was he at home at that moment?

There wasn’t any sign of him coming home before this, so Dolores assumed that he was not home yet.

That was why she could talk so nonchalantly.

“I…” Dolores wanted to explain, but Matthew brushed past her and headed towards the dining room.

He was requesting Carol to serve the food.

Dolores quietly settled into her seat by the dining table. She wanted to speak for herself several times,

but nothing came out of her mouth.

Matthew never once cast a glance in her direction during the whole duration. However, when he

finished his meal, he suddenly said, “Come into the study with me.”

Dolores immediately put down her chopsticks and followed him into his study room.

Matthew sat down by his desk and placed the stack of her translated sheets of papers in front of her.

He glanced at her slightly, “You know how to speak the language of A Country?”

Dolores nodded earnestly.

Matthew was intrigued by this fact, “Why did you learn this language? It is never widely-used in the

world.”

The language originated from a place where she had spent eight years of her life there. There were too

many unspoken pain hidden deep inside her heart.

The thing was, no one could ever understand her pain. Only she knew about how belittled and

despicable she was during that time.

She didn’t want to reveal her weakness in front of just anyone.

With a faint but forced smile on her face, she replied, “I learn it because I like it.”

Matthew couldn’t help frowning after hearing that. Despite her cheerful façade, he could still capture a

fleeting sense of pain beneath her eyes.

What was she trying to hide?

“Come here.” He spoke in a low voice.

Dolores hesitated upon hearing that. She could never understand what this man was thinking at every

moment, but she had no choice but to attend to him.

She slowly inched closer towards him.

Matthew placed a document in front of her, “Since you know the language, then translate this document

for me.”

Dolores looked down at the document and noticed the wording “WY Group” imprinted on the top right

corner of the document.

She was too busy translating the contents without realizing these words.

She couldn’t help raising her head and asking, “Aren’t you guys able to hire a translator?”

Matthew raised his eyebrows slightly.

Dolores took over the document and said in a low voice, “I have tried to interview for the translator job

at your company. It seemed that they actually wanted me for the job, but later on, for some reason I

was being branded as unsuitable for this job.”

“Did this really happen?” His expression and tone exuded mystery and enigma.

Dolores mumbled a response as her affirmation. There wasn’t any point for her to lie about this.

“I can translate this document for you, but…” Dolores wasn’t the type to just think about the benefits

she could gain from this. She just desperately needed a break since she had nothing at the moment.

She had to secure this job even though it was out of her league.

Matthew studied her carefully and vanquished her hopes before she could suggest anything, “If you’re

thinking about involving the Repulse Bay in this, I have to say no. The Flores family didn’t have the

ability to acquire the land for now.”

Dolores was indeed going to broach this subject, but she was going to take that piece of land for her

own instead of letting Randolph own it. That way, she could finally secure a bargaining chip that

enabled her to talk on equal grounds with Randolph.

Obviously, her idea had been rejected even before she could bring it up.

A measly translation job of course wouldn’t be able to let her leverage it to gain a piece of land for

herself.

“You can compensate me with money.” Since she couldn’t take back her mother’s dowry for now, she

had to earn more money so that her mother could live her life comfortably. In the future, she would

have a baby. She needed a lot of money to ensure their future was a bright one.

Dolores flipped the pages of the document slowly and counted the pages. There were twenty pages in

total. “I will charge one hundred yuan for translating one page. This is a pretty fair deal if you ask me.”

Matthew continued to remain silent upon hearing that.

Was the Flores family so short on money?

This woman’s behaviour was getting more and more confusing to say the least.

Matthew didn’t produce a response, so Dolores thought that Matthew was reluctant to give her that

amount, “The amount I just mentioned is really not much, you know. If you think it’s a bit too much,

shall I… reduce my price?”

“There’s no need for that. I’ll pay you for what you have asked.”

“Alright then.” Dolores took the document and stood up, “I need some time to translate them

completely. I’ll do it in my room and send it back here after I’ve done with it.”

“Wait a minute.”

“Yes?”

Dolores gawked at him with doubt in her eyes.

He spoke what sounded like a warning, “I hope you can understand something.”