Chapter 204: Chapter 204



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“I know,” Dolores realized earlier. From the appearance of the watered gauze, she knew Charles did it on purpose.

But she was curious about Charles’ purpose. She remembered the past, “He saved me for the jade bracelet, what is the relationship between him and Victoria?”

She looked at Matthew, she knew he didn’t like the woman and even hated it when others mentioned her.

But he could sense that Charles and the master had some kind of relationship with Victoria because he found the master secretly looking at her bracelet, “What is the story behind the jade bracelet?”

Matthew wasn’t clear. He was a man, he didn’t need that. His family didn’t tell him either. So he didn’t even know if the jade bracelet was a Nelson Family heirloom.

“So you want to stay here and find out the truth?” Although he asked it with an inquisitive tone, he stated that she really wanted to.

The woman…

She closed her eyes and suppressed her excitement. Then, she spoke to him patiently, “You don’t know what his intention and stay here is. Do you think about Simona, Samuel and me if something happens to you?”

She admitted that she was really thoughtless on that part, but she wanted to clear up her confusion as she thought Victoria was not a bad woman.

“You will protect me,” she grabbed his arm and leaned into his body.

Matthew stiffened at the sight of her so much initiative immediately, then returned to his natural state.

He could not refuse her request.

She was so assertive, he had no choice.

He could not scold her, or beat her, or persuade her. So he could only obey her.

Matthew clasped her in his arms, “What can I do with you?”

Dolores lay back in his arms and looked away. Actually, she wanted to know Victoria’s past because of Matthew.

If the man wasn’t the father of her children and she fell in love with him, she wouldn’t risk it.

She stretched her arms out and hugged her slender waist, “I’ll protect myself.”

Matthew held her head and kissed her forehead affectionately, “I’ll wait for you.”

Dolores didn’t want to be too far from her children, so she nodded.

Matthew decided to stay including Boyce and the rest. Armand and Theresa went back to the hotel and gathered their things. There was a yard for them to stay behind the old man’s wooden house.

But there was one condition, they were not allowed to set foot in the yard.

Only he and Dolores would stay in the yard until she fully mastered the skill. Then, she could get out of there.

It looked like modern closed training.

The back house was wooden, but the inside was modern and had a lot of high-tech stuff. Everything was placed in their respective places, they were clean and tidy.

Obviously, it was often tidied up or someone came in frequently.

The old man passed her a notebook: “It’s made by me, you can read it, have you ever come in contact with this stuff before?”.

Dolores received it and said with sincerity, “I never come in contact with the machines that make the material, but I know many materials. I know their characteristics and what they are used for.”

The old man nodded, seeming satisfied with her answer.

He looked somber after looking at the things in the house, “They will never see the light of day again.”

“Master, why do you say so?” She was curious as to why he would miss the tea silk.

“Why don’t you get out of here…”

“Read the notebook I give you, tomorrow I will test you,” the old man left after saying that.

He was obviously reluctant to share the reason with her.

Dolores took it easy. It was the first day, she thought that sooner or later she would find the answer she wanted.

The back yard was different from the front yard, there were a few rooms. In addition to the engine rooms, in the back yard there were two wing rooms. They were small, there was no space available after being occupied by the bed and table, but the place was quiet.

She could concentrate on her reading.

Dolores sat and read all day long.

The old man visited her a few times. She was glad he was persistent.

In the evening, the old man had cooked food and asked Dolores to eat it.

There was a small square wooden table and two small stools in the courtyard. On the table were two plates, one of fish and one of vegetables.

Dolores took the plates with initiative and handed him the chopsticks, “Master.” The old man smiled.

It was the first time Dolores had seen him smile, she thought he was kind.

“The fish was caught by me in the river.” The old man put a piece of fish meat in her bowl, “Taste it.”

Randolph had never treated her as well as he had treated him. Without knowing why, she felt a sense of bitterness. She lowered her head and lifted the fish meat to her mouth.

The fish didn’t have much seasoning, the flavor was original. The flesh was thin, slightly salty and slightly sweet. It had a special flavor.

“Did you put sugar in it?” asked Dolores.

“No, the flesh is sweet originally for this specific type of fish. Others don’t have this flavor,” the old man said calmly. He was patient in answering her question.

Afterwards, Dolores asked him many questions about the notebook that she didn’t quite understand.

The old man answered patiently.

Dolores spent a week there steadily. She never left the backyard in that week.

Most of the time she stayed in the engine room and familiarized herself with the operation of the engines. She still hadn’t learned anything profound.

He took it easy. He figured the seniors would teach him when the time came.

Another night, same place, same dishes, two bowls of rice and two people.

“Master, do you have any relatives?” Dolores seemed to ask him offhandedly.

The old man stopped moving for a while. Then he put the vegetables in his mouth and chewed slowly, then said, “Yes.”

“Why don’t they ever come back?”

The old man finally looked at her. Obviously, she was asking him about his personal things.

Dolores quickly explained, “I’m simply asking…”

“I have a younger sister.”

The old man interrupted her in her explanation.

He made a decision after Charles found him. Even if he broke the promise, he also wanted the Forbis Family to pass the skill of making tea silk from generation to generation.

He stayed with Dolores here and taught her the skill of making watered gauze. There must have been something he could not hide from her.

After a few days of observation, he thought Dolores was a good woman. She was patient, intelligent and learned things quickly. He didn’t have to guide her harshly.

“Did you marry a man from a different village?” asked Dolores as he was willing to share.

“Not from a different village, it’s just a place far from here. She rarely comes back, I am the only one who stays here but I have contacted her. She will be back sooner or later.”

The old man said calmly.

But his tone was sad.

He looked at Dolores, “Ask her anything you want when you meet her.” Dolores looked at the old man with surprise, she knew she had some doubts.

And it seemed that her sister knew the answer she wanted.

Who was her sister?

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