Chapter 237: Chapter 237



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The essence of watered gauze was not the spinning process, but the yarn that was used to make the cloth.

That type of yarn was the main ingredient for spinning the gauze.

Dolores always thought that the key to spinning the fabric was skill, but it turned out not to be.

The yarn was made from silk, cotton and milk yarn.

The three ingredients were mixed in the ratio 1:1:1 and twisted into fine strands like hair. This fine thread had three components, making it difficult to manufacture.

With this yarn alone, the spun gauze would be fine and light, soft and unwrinkled.

Although Kevin told Dolores the key points, he decided to follow her lead.

If the Harris Family wanted to find out who was to blame, he would put up with it all.

gⱯlnσν𝓮𝓁s․com holds stories for every modo That was the upshot of his discussion with Victoria.

“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t leave here?” Dolores looked at Kevin in disbelief.

She knew that, if he followed her to B-town, the Harris Family was going to come after him if the watered down gauze was sold to the public.

“Are you afraid I’m in danger?” Dolores knew why he suddenly wanted to follow her.

If she went alone, she wouldn’t be able to fight the Harris Family. However, she was not alone.

“I disagree.” Dolores stopped Kevin from following her to B-Town.

“Please believe me. If I’m in danger, Matthew won’t abandon me. I believe he can protect me in his own way.”

Unconsciously, she began to trust and depend on Matthew.

In fact, she didn’t realize that she had changed her attitude toward Matthew.

That person was like the most important person in her life, the one she was attached to.

Whenever she encountered a problem, she thought of him.

Victoria had done so much for Matthew. Now, they had to protect her.

“Jeffrey is on a very high level now…”

“As evil as he is, it’s impossible for him to endanger his ‘biological nephew’, isn’t it?” Victoria didn’t want to reveal his identity because of the power of the Harris Family.

If they knew Matthew was Victoria’s biological son, they might kill him.

“Say no more. I won’t take you back with me.” Dolores’ was determined.

Kevin sighed, “I’m old. It makes no difference to me to live one day longer or one day shorter.”

Dolores was determined no matter what Kevin had said.

First thing in the morning, Dolores ordered some daily necessities and stuffed them into her purse. She didn’t say goodbye to Kevin. Instead, she left a note and left the courtyard alone.

The people in the courtyard began to wake up. Only two children were lying in bed because of the cold weather. They were unwilling to go outside, as there was no heating or air conditioning in the village.

Dolores pushed open the door. The two children were lying inside their blankets and watching anime. Samuel was not very interested in anime as he thought it was childish.

However, since Simona wanted to watch it, she had no choice.

Matthew was sitting by the window and was having a video conference with his staff.

He looked up after hearing the sound of the door opening. When he saw Dolores walking in with a bag, he understood that he had finished his apprenticeship and thought he could leave the place soon.

After clearing up a few things, he called the meeting to a close, shut down the laptop and got up.

“We can go back.” Dolores stood in the doorway and said after a few moments.

“Very well. You help them put their clothes on. I’ll go out and ask them to get ready.” Matthew left the room after saying the words.

He turned his body slightly as he passed Dolores, without touching her.

Matthew walked out of the courtyard like that. They were surrounded by an inharmonious atmosphere.

They had a gap for no reason.

Dolores became imperceptibly accustomed to his intimacy, his touch and playfulness.

She felt uneasy about the sudden estrangement.

“Mom.” Simona jumped on top of the bed. She was wearing pajamas with a yellow duck on them. It was as if the duck was jumping too. She stretched out her hands, “Mom, I want a hug.”

Dolores put down the bag and hugged her daughter and son, “It’s late already. Come, Mommy will help you put on your clothes. We can go back now.”

“Really?” Samuel said excitedly.

He was bored after being there so long.

Dolores found their clothes. As she put the clothes on them, she said firmly, “Yes, Mama will keep my words.”

The children clung to her with joy. They hugged and kissed her, “We can finally get out of this place.”

Dolores smiled bitterly, “Is this place that bad?”.

Samuel shook his head, “This place was good. The mountain, water and scenery were good. However, it was boring to stay so long.”

Dolores touched his little nose, “This young man is very demanding. So, the people here couldn’t live anymore?”

“No, Mom. People here are getting used to the environment without high technology. We stayed in the city. It’s amazing when we first get here, but it’s boring after a long time.”

Dolores smiled bitterly and shook her head. The boy had a sharp mouth at his young age.

It was hard to imagine what he would be like when he grew up.

“All right, drop your philosophy, come and put your shoes on.” Dolores patted him on the butt.

Samuel felt embarrassed. He got off the bed and put on his shoes. After dressing her son, Dolores dressed her daughter. The little girl was hyperactive. She fidgeted back and forth as she put on her clothes. Dolores patted her arm, “Don’t move.”

Simona remained motionless for two minutes. Dolores helped her put on her clothes.

After putting on their clothes, she washed their faces and brushed their teeth. After tidying everything up, an hour passed.

Theresa came in, “Let me help you carry your things. After we get everything sorted out, we can walk to the end of town and leave in the cars. The cars are there now.”

“Where’s my father?” Simona’s eyes went wide. The little girl was spoiled by Matthew.

She knew he treated her well and so she trusted Matthew a lot.

“Your daddy is talking to Mr. Shawn and Mr. Bernie now. You can see him after he leaves.” Theresa touched her ponytail. Dolores had helped her braid her hair. She had no bangs. Her forehead was smooth. She was carrying her favorite white bunny bag, hopping out the door to meet Matthew.

Theresa smiled, “The boy just keeps getting cuter and cuter.”

Dolores smiled, but the smile was a little fake. She was still uncomfortable with Matthew’s aloofness.

Samuel was still riding the wave of excitement as he was very happy to be able to get out of there. He didn’t notice his mother’s unnatural behavior.

After sorting everything out, Dolores took her son’s hand with one hand and with the other she carried the suitcases that were completely filled with his clothes. Theresa walked beside them and helped carry their things. The children’s things were more than the adults’.

After seeing the children, Matthew interrupted his conversation with Boyce and Armand. He walked over to them and took charge of the bags Dolores was carrying, “Let me carry them.” Dolores did not loosen her grip. She looked at him, she seemed to be angry at the estrangement of a moment ago.

Indeed, Matthew was angry with her about something. He was angry that she would not share with him what she knew.

However, he did not want her to suffer.

The atmosphere was strange. People were staring at them, so Dolores let go of their hands.

“Come on,” Matthew said casually.

At that moment, Samuel realized that Dolores and Matthew were weird.

Thinking inside his heart, could they have a fight?

In the past, Samuel hated Matthew very much.

However, when he didn’t like Dolores, Samuel was afraid.

He still wished his biological father and mother could stay together.

Sometimes he would reject him, sometimes he would put him in difficulties, just because Matthew once abandoned them.

He wished he had a father.

No matter how many complaints he had toward his father, he still couldn’t sever their relationship. During all this time, Matthew showed his affection for him and his sister. He was not insensitive.

He did not wish his father to be separated from his mother.

He gripped his mother’s hand tightly. He would not let his father leave his mother.

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