Her heart was conflicted, she had to admit it. It wasn’t that she didn’t have some feelings for Matthew, it was that she didn’t dare to admit it.
She didn’t want to think about it.
What seemed near was not near, what seemed far was not far. She didn’t want to break open such vague emotions and go to the bottom of whether it was love or not.
It hurt to think so much.
When Jessica asked her, she didn’t know how to answer. Her heart seemed to be filled with all sorts of mixed emotions.
“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Jessica’s eyes were red, “Perhaps, now that he is treating you well, have you thought about to the future? Can Samuel and Simona accept it? Will you not think about it ever?”
“Mom, I don’t want to think about it right now. By the way, we may have to live here for a while. I am afraid that out residence is not safe.” Dolores deliberately changed the subject.
Jessica was unwilling to let go this topic, “Was it because of him that you wanted to come back from abroad?”
If she hadn’t come back, maybe these things wouldn’t have happened.
Dolores bowed her head and said nothing, clearly silently agreeing with Jessica.
Jessica had wanted to say a few words to her, couldn’t be blinded by the good in front of her.
Instead of saying what was on her mind, Jessica suddenly changed the direction and said, “Your life matters are yours to decide.”
She was an adult now and she had her own mind and ideas.
Too much interference could pressurize her.
Jessica sighed, “If it is for the safety for your children, then we must live here.’
Thinking about what Sampson did, she still had lingering fears.
Dolores knew what she was worried about and said, “Don’t worry, I will protect myself.”
Inside the villa…
Matthew laid the sleeping Samuel in the room downstairs.
Coral stood at the door, watching him.
Since Matthew had come in, she had been following him around, as if she had a lot to say.
“Do you already know it?” Coral asked from the door.
Matthew pulled up Samuel’s quilt, stood up and looked at her, “Know what?”
Coral was anxious, “That they are your children!”
Matthew’s eyes became gloomy as Coral seemed to have stepped on a vein with this topic.
It was something he had deliberately ignored, suddenly she asked about it and he was forced to look at it directly and he was not happy.
Coral frowned. Matthew’s attitude was very strange to her. Was she wrong? She thought.
Why was he looking at her like that?
Coral sighed, ran to bring the photo, walked to the bed and compared it to Samuel’s face, “Look…”
Samuel was injured and his face was swollen, completely different from when she had seen him last time.
“Why is he hurt?” Coral felt really distressed. He was so cute and smart when she saw him before.
Matthew didn’t want to discuss this matter with others, “Don’t mention his identity in the future.”
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