Chapter 436 As Long As You Like it

He glanced at the phone lying next to his pillow, but he didn't pick it up to see who she had sent the
message to.

Instead, he laid down and hugged her from behind.

Dolores opened her eyes, but she didn't move, then slowly closed eyes.

In the evening, Abbott's hired chef cooked a lot of delicious food. The rectangular table in the living
room was filled with dishes, and Coral set the plates, chopsticks, and napkins on the table.

Today was not a public holiday, but there were many people in the room. It looked like they were as
lively as celebrating a holiday.

Boyce was quiet. He sat on the couch and thought over the message Dolores sent him on his cell
phone.

When he received Armand's call, he had just come out of the morgue and was going to investigate
Maria's death.

The official statement today said that she committed suicide.

In order to make sure that Maria died of suicide, he took a forensic doctor whom he was close to
secretly examine Maria's body. Then he found no injuries on her body and a strangulation mark on her
neck was caused by Maria's hanging.

But the forensic doctor still found something suspicious. He found something like skin tissues from
Maria's fingernails. As for what exactly it was, it had to be tested to determine.

After receiving Armand's message, he went back and took a shower and changed into clean clothes.
When he was about to come to the villa, he received a message from Dolores. His first thought was to



call Matthew and ask him what was going on. However, when he thought that Dolores wouldn't let him
talk to anyone, he didn't call Matthew.

Then he took a wheelchair according to her request, put it in the trunk of the car, and then he came to
the villa.

"What are you looking at?" Armand sat next to him. Boyce had been looking at his phone since he had
arrived at the villa.

Boyce calmly pressed the phone button, and his phone screen went black. Armand seemed to see him
reading a message, then he looked at him, "Who sent you that message? Why are you looking at it so
intensely?"

Boyce pocketed his phone and gave him a look, "Can you stop being so gossipy?"

Armand muttered and sat down on the other couch, "You sound as if I want to read that message so
badly. I'm not interested in reading messages on the phone of an old virgin like you."

Boyce was speechless.

He really thought Armand was so vicious when he attacked others with words.

Abbott was peeling an orange. When he heard Armand's words, he looked up at Boyce and asked
curiously, "You're so old, but are you really still a virgin?"

Boyce was speechless.

Armand covered his belly. Although he did not want to laugh at Boyce, he could not help it.

Coral came over and told him, "It's time to eat dinner! You guys wash your hands. I'll go upstairs and
call them to go downstairs."



Although neither of them was asleep, they both pretended to be asleep. When they heard Coral's
voice, they pretended to be as if they had just woken up. Although Dolores did not know if Matthew was
asleep, Matthew knew that Dolores was not asleep.

However, he acted as if he didn't know anything. He got up to get her a wet towel and wipe her hands.
He carefully wiped her hands. Then Dolores looked down at her hands, "I have to be waited on for
everything I want to do. I'm like a handicapped person."

Matthew didn't look up and continued to wipe her hands with the towel delicately, "You're much more
useful than the disabled. You can at least give birth to my children."

After wiping her hands, he put the towel away and placed it on the table. Then he pinched her cheeks,
"You're full of nonsense all day long. Put your arm around me."

Matthew took her arms and wrapped them around his neck. Then he lifted her off the bed in a princess
hug.

Dolores had gotten used to him holding her from the time she was pregnant until now.

They were sitting in the living room downstairs. They got up from the couch when they saw Matthew
walking downstairs with Dolores in his arms.

Matthew walked down the stairs and toward the dining room, "Have a seat."

Boyce and the other two sat across from them. The table was large, and there were five people sitting
around it. There were still plenty of empty seats left. It was a rectangular table that could allow fifteen
people to sit at it.

Armand started off by saying, "It seems quite a feast today. Thank you Dolores for hosting us."



Dolores smiled and said, "I should be thanking you. You guys helped me out a lot after my accident,
too. I'm taking it all to heart."

"Coral," she called out to Coral.

"Eh?" Coral quickly walked toward Dolores. Then Dolores told her, "Bring two bottles of wine from the
liquor cabinet." And Dolores made a point of telling her, "The white one please."

Coral replied to her and turned around to get the baijiu.

Although it was common for them to drink at dinner, especially on such occasions, Dolores made a
point of asking Coral to bring two bottles of baijiu to the table. So, what did she mean?

Did Dolores want them all to get drunk?

Matthew's eyes drooped as he tried to hide all his thoughts. And he didn't say anything and let Dolores
do what she wanted.

Coral took two 500ml bottles of Moutai which was made in the year of 1980, both 53 vol. And ordinary
people couldn't afford to buy Maotai produced in that year.

Dolores knew that there were many bottles of wine in the wine cabinet. When she lived in the villa, she
opened the wine cabinet and looked inside, so she found out that there were several bottles of Moutai
with a long age and a high degree of alcohol.

There was only one kind of baijiu, but there were many kinds of red wine. She asked Coral to bring the
baijiu, so Coral naturally brought this kind of wine.

She asked Coral to open the bottle of baijiu and said to her, "Pour Armand some wine."



She opened the other bottle in front of her and went to Matthew, "I'm in a good mood, so is it okay if I
serve them a drink?"

Matthew looked up at her. His deep eyes were like a bottomless lake. He and Dolores looked at each
other for a few seconds, then he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled softly, gently, and
dotingly, "As long as you like it."

He had no problem with that.


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