Chapter 376: Chapter 376



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Dolores touched her forehead, thinking she was too clueless. Luckily, there is a towel in the bathroom, after finishing the shower, she could ask her son to help her get her pajamas from upstairs.

After thinking about that, she calmed down and lay comfortably inside the bathtub.

After a good while, she got out of the tub, took a shower and washed her hair. Then, she wrapped the towel around herself, walked to the dry area and shouted to her son who stood outside without opening the door, “Samuel, can you help Mommy go upstairs and get my pajamas?”

Samuel raised his head and looked toward the frosted mirrored bathroom door, but could not see Dolores’ figure at all. He asked, “Where did you put it?”

“It’s in the closet under the bathroom window.” He intentionally put the pajamas in the bathroom closet so he could put on his pajamas directly after the shower, instead of wrapping a towel around himself and putting on his pajamas when he got out of the bathroom.

“Okay, wait for me while I get it.” Samuel put down his tablet, slid out of bed, slipped on his slippers and ran up the stairs. He ran quickly and rushed as he opened the door. However, he didn’t realize there was a person at the door, and directly crashed into it. Then, he touched his forehead, raised his head and saw that it was Matthew, who was wearing the same gray-colored silk pajamas as he was.

He blinked, lowered his head, looked at the pajamas, then raised his head and looked at Matthew.

Matthew squatted down and removed Samuel’s hand, which was on his forehead, “Are you in pain?”

His forehead was not red.

Samuel shook his head and said, “It’s not painful.”

Samuel thought a moment and then asked, “Did Mom make your pajamas too?”. In the past, Dolores had only made pajamas for him and his sister.

Matthew didn’t know if Dolores had made them. Dolores was the one who gave him the pajamas, so he always thought the pajamas were bought.

Matthew looked at his son’s pajamas and his own, checked that they were of the same quality and style. He asked, “Did your mom make them for you?”

Samuel nodded, “Most of our clothes Mom made.”

Dolores was a fashion designer. She was familiar with fabric materials and had sewing machines in her store, so it was convenient for her to make the clothes. Samuel looked at Matthew and warned him, “You must treat my mommy right.” Mommy had treated him well.

Still a little boy, but he had an imposing bearing.

Matthew stood up, lowered his head and looked at him condescendingly, “Why did you come up here?”.

Treat Dolores right? That was his responsibility to his wife. Who was going to take care of his own women if he didn’t? He didn’t need his son to warn him.

Samuel lifted his head, “I’ve come to get Mom’s pajamas. She’s going to sleep with me tonight.”

Matthew was not surprised, for he already knew that.

However, Samuel seemed to be bragging, as if to say that Matthew had been hogging his mommy for too long, and now it was finally his turn to get her to join him.

Matthew touched the little boy’s shoulder, smiled but said nothing more. He went back into the room and pulled out Dolores’ pajamas. Samuel reached out, “Give it to me.”

Matthew handed him the pajamas and Samuel hugged him, turned and ran down the stairs.

Matthew followed behind him, walking slowly.

Samuel ran up to the bedroom and knocked on the bathroom door. “Mom, I brought your pajamas.”

Dolores was cleaning the bathroom. She put all the dirty clothes in the laundry basket.

She didn’t go to get the pajamas when she heard her son’s voice, but told him to leave them on the doorknob.

She would open the door and get it later.

Samuel agreed and hung the clothes on the doorknob. He went back to bed and picked up his tablet, continued solving his math questions.

Simona was rolling around in bed, cuddling and playing with her stuffed animal.

In the bathroom, Dolores let the water out of the bathtub. When she finished cleaning the bathroom, she went to the door to get her clothes. Her clothes were hanging on the doorknob, and she could reach them by just opening a small gap in the door. As she reached for her clothes and tried to pull her hand away from the gap, someone suddenly grabbed her. She tensed for a moment, and when she wanted to ask who it was, she saw the figure approaching. From the gap, she could see a familiar chiseled face.

She frowned slightly, then whispered, “What are you doing?”

Matthew looked up into her face and then looked down. Dolores had just washed her hair, and had it half-dried, strewn all over her shoulder-length head. Her body was wrapped in a white towel, exposing her neck and delicate collarbone. Matthew’s gaze shifted even lower and saw her legs straight and fair.

His gaze became hotter and hotter.

Dolores was very afraid to see him like this. She struggled slightly with her wrist, “Don’t be fooled, the two boys are still here.”

Matthew said quietly, “Then let me in.”

Dolores, “…”

She spoke in an even quieter voice, “I need to change my clothes.”

“I know.”

Dolores, “…”

Matthew laughed and pinched her cheek, “If you don’t want to let me in, then let me sleep downstairs too.”

Dolores, “…”

Did she have any choice?

It was obvious he had done it on purpose.

She looked at him resentfully, “You’ve already planned it, why do you still need my consent?”

After saying that, she closed the bathroom door.

Matthew was in a good mood given that he achieved his goal. He turned around and walked into the bedroom. Samuel looked at him with hatred, thinking that Matthew was here to steal his mom.

But Simona was different. As soon as she saw him, she jumped happily on the bed, “Daddy!”. She threw herself into Matthew’s arms and clung to him like an octopus. Matthew wrapped his arms around his daughter’s waist and patted her buttocks, “Don’t be so naughty.”

The little girl clung to his neck and whined, “You just kissed mommy, but you didn’t give me a kiss.”

After she said that, she brought her cheeks close to Matthew’s lips and said, “You should kiss me too.”

Matthew kissed her little face and pinched her nose, “You’re already learning to sow discord at such a young age?”

The little girl let out a giggle and hid in his arms, “I’ve learned a lot of new words, shouldn’t you give me a reward?”

“What do you want?” Matthew carried her and lay down on the bed. Samuel had no choice but to pull away. He looked at his little sister and Matthew. This was his bed, but now, it had been occupied by these two people.

Simona cocked her head and thought about it, then said, “I want a secret Star Wars base.”

Samuel immediately turned his gaze to Simona and looked at his little sister with surprise.

His little sister had always liked flowery toys or more feminine ones, like barbie dolls.

Matthew was also very surprised. He hugged his daughter into his arms, “Since when did you start liking these kinds of toys?”

“I saw it in my brother’s browsing history. He also bookmarked a lot of them, so I think he really liked it. I want to give it to him, but I don’t have any money.” The little girl snuggled into Matthew’s arms, “Daddy, why don’t you buy it for me? Then I can give it to my brother.”

Samuel liked it very much. However, if it were Matthew who bought it, he would feel as if he owed it to Matthew.

“… I don’t need it.” Samuel tried to stifle his longings.

Matthew lay on his side on the bed, half his face sunk into the blanket. He fiddled with his daughter’s hair and said, “Your brother isn’t accepting of your intentions, why don’t you pick a new one you like?”

Simona had basically everything she liked, “Then buy me another yellow duck figurine.”

Samuel felt his heart ache with pain when he heard that.

This was a good opportunity. Why did Simona choose a yellow duck figurine?

Besides, she already had one.

“Okay,” Matthew promised Simona.

The girl jumped up happily and kissed Matthew’s face, sticking all her saliva on his face. Feeling the stickiness on her face, Matthew fluttered his eyelashes, reached out and wiped the saliva from the corner of his daughter’s mouth.

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