Snare of Love

After sending the message out, Maria put away her cell phone. Then she continued to look at Dolores on the stage, her lips curled up into a sneer.

The lights were turned on and the background music was played - after Dolores’ speech, the models started the final and the most important section of today.

And the very last masterpiece was a wedding dress designed by Mrs. William.

It had been a long time that Mrs. William didn’t design any clothes. She designed this wedding dress particularly for the opening ceremony of LEO Corporation.

White was the purest color. The whole body of the wedding dress presented a luminous white like the snow. The layers of the light veil were permeated, covered with soft satin, woven roses, and gems, shining with both gorgeous and elegant charm, which was breathtaking.

Dolores stared at the dress, lost in thought.

A wedding dress was always along with the wish in love and hope in happiness.

Although she got married, she never wore a wedding dress. There was no wedding ceremony or a wedding dress for her. Even for the marriage certificate, she didn’t go to the civil affairs bureau together with her “husband”.

“Excuse me, Lola.” Theresa walked over, passing the cell phone to her. “Your cell phone.”

Since Dolores was on the stage just now, Theresa kept her phone.

Dolores took it over. Theresa reminded her, “It seems you’ve received a message just now.”

Dolores swiped to unlock the screen. After she tabbed the message to read, the blood drained from her face immediately. She could hear her heartbeat violently, and it hurt so much as if it was about to crack, making her tremble.

“Lola, what’s wrong?” Theresa could tell that she was not feeling well. She helped Dolores’ trembling body up. “Are you not feeling well?”

Dolores shook her head. “I’m alright.”

Then she left the vivid crowd with the cell phone in her hand.

Seeing that she had gone far in a panic, Maria curled up her lips into an ironic smile.

Thanks to Dolores, Maria could find those photos. Back then, when Dolores asked Sampson to look into the matters in Country A, he got the surveillance video from the hotel. Hence, Maria got those photos.

Maria wanted to thank her.

She wondered if Dolores would feel shocked and horrible if Dolores got to know it was all because of her.

Maria sneered.

Dolores went upstairs to the second floor alone.

It was quiet here, and all noises were blocked outside.

were gone, she

as if it was a movie

her head and licked the photo to open. In the photo, her face was clear,

had also dreamed to give her virginity to a

Pak!

tear dropped onto the phone

heart also sank into an endless abyss

this moment, she forgot to think and everything else, immersed in

it was presented to her and reminded her firmly as if it

had given birth to the two children, she rarely cried, because she was a mother and a daughter. On her shoulders, she had the burden to raise her children as well as to take care of her mother. Hence, she couldn’t cry nor

couldn’t bear it at this moment. She felt a sharp pang in her heart, which hurt

sunlight on the ground gradually faded, and she

“Are you crying?”

her face in a hurry. She put down

looked down at her while standing

he could tell that something went wrong with her. Now the ceremony was almost over and Armand and Boyce had left, so he came upstairs to look

tears, but she denied that

her face him so that she could look into his eyes. “What happened to

were wet, and tear stains still remained

see the expression on the man’s face. She was lost, and her blood and skin seemed to be drawn away by a needle, leaving only a

eye corners. He held her face gently

her face against his chest. “I met Randolph

cover

back and comforted her. “Good girl, don’t be afraid. You have me

had already calmed down, shed tears again when hearing his

she took care of her younger brother and mother. Later, she had children, so she took care of them. Nobody had told her

was not a sweet talk or a big one. It wasn’t an unforgettable sentence, but it

to look for

for Dolores and smoothed her messy hair. “Stop crying. It’s not good if others see

time. “It’s supposed to be the end now. You can go home first. I might be quite

come to pick you

“Sure!”

only Dolores and Matthew were upstairs,

Mrs. William

about the guests downstairs?” Dolores walked over. “Let’s go

at Matthew, who was talking on

“What’s wrong?” Dolores asked.