Snare of Love

Chapter 327 Let Me Tell You another Secret

"How, how could you know?" Dolores was taken aback.

She narrowed her eyes when she realized what was going on the next second. "You've known all along

but didn't tell me?"

"Don't think too much..." Matthew said, tightening his grip on her.

"I wasn't thinking too much, if you didn't know, how could you tell just now?"

Her thinking was becoming clearer now that she had overcome the initial stage of terror.

A notion like this went through her mind… Matthew had a reason to hide from her.

Was it Randolph, rather than Jessica that got into trouble? And Matthew kept it hidden from her

because it had something to do with Jessica?

Jessica's plan to remarry Randolph was clear to her, and she had a purpose for it.

She regretted not stopping Jessica when she thought of this.

"How long has it been since it happened?" With her eyes lowered, she asked.

"Before the new year," Matthew said after a little pause.

That was a few days ago.

"Is there proof?" Dolores continued.

"Randolph ingested too much nitrate, and your mother has been cooking his meals all by herself,

according to the maid."

She opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.

Why hadn't she seen Jessica's motive sooner? It was all remorse and guilt.

In the middle of the breezing night, Matthew stopped the car in front of the police station of City B.

Boyce was standing at the door, and when he saw their car approaching the gate, he took a step

forward.

Dolores exited the car and paused at the door.

Matthew approached her, hugged and consoled her. "Boyce is here to look after her, she'll be alright." NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Dolores nodded.

Boyce said, "Let's go."

Boyce led them to his station office, where he had made plans to bring Jessica over tonight.

"I'd like to have a private conversation with her." Dolores expressed herself.

Boyce looked at Matthew and said after he permitted. "Come in, I'll bring her over later, no one will be

here today."

Meaning she could talk to Jessica without fear of being monitored or eavesdropped on.

Dolores entered the office with a nod.

Boyce cleaned up the place and made it look neat and tidy.

Dolores sat on the sofa, her mind blank, she was eager to meet Jessica and inquired whether what she

had imagined was true.

Her body froze with her back straightened as the door was pushed open, but she was scared to turn

her head.

While Jessica's steps sounded cautious, Boyce poured two glasses of water and placed them on the

table.

"Take your time," he said.

They were free to stay as long as they wanted.

Dolores replied with a yes and Boyce went out closing the door behind him.

Jessica stood behind her and called, "Lola."

Dolores clenched her fists but remained silent.

Jessica sighed and walked over.

Dolores looked up and saw Jessica, she lost weight. She wasn't cuffed because of Boyce, she looked

like her usual self.

She gazed at Jessica for quite some time.

She had a lot to say, question, and blame before she arrived, but she couldn't say anything once she

saw her.

Maybe she didn't know where to start.

Jessica took the seat across from her and said, "I'm sorry."

Because it was her fault, she only cared about herself and ignored everyone else.

Dolores who had been enduring exploded, she mocked, "What exactly is the purpose of your

apologies? Is it worth it to give up your freedom because of a decision you made..."

"Of course it is." Jessica interrupted. "Did I do something wrong sending my son the man that murdered

him?”

Dolores was taken aback and looked at her in bewilderment.

"We started communicating after we ran into each other when we returned. I'm sure he was preying on

your relationship with Matthew and hoping to profit from it. So I took advantage of the opportunity to get

closer to him, and he mistook me for the naive girl he knew!" Jessica was overcome with emotion as

she spoke about it.

Randolph's struggled face before he died as the poison took effect was still clear in her thoughts. She

stood by his bedside, watching him struggle to death with no one around to save him.

"You?" Randolph screamed angrily.

"Yes." It was colder than the pile of snow outside when she peered down at him. "After everything

you've done to me, what makes you think I'll forgive you?"

"You've always sought vengeance." Randolph gulped for air as if he was about to die from suffocation.

Jessica burst out laughing. "A person like you has no right to live. If it weren't for you, Lola wouldn't

have to put up with me. I harmed my brother by failing to look after him, I am also responsible for my

son, whom I gave birth to but allowed to suffer a difficult existence before being murdered. You were

the one! Randolph Flores, it was all because of you!"

"If you hadn't thrown me away, Lola would not have suffered, and my son would still be alive today,

Randolph Flores!"

Randolph's face flushed, son, what son?

"Son?" He said as he climbed to the edge of the bed and grabbed Jessica's shirt.

"You sent me away while I was pregnant." Jessica halted and glanced at Randolph.

"However, due to my emotional instability during pregnancy, the baby was born with autism..."

Jessica's heart still hurts when she thought of her dead son.

She could never get over the loss of her son.

If it hadn't been for Dolores, she might not have lived to see today.

Despite having his lips wide open, Randolph was unable to speak. He had a son, but he passed away?

Because Beulah told him she was expecting a son, he decided to send Jessica away.

He had no idea Jessica was expecting a child, and it was a boy.

Randolph felt bad about what he'd done right now.

He was a man that had always desired a son.

Now Jessica informed him that he had a son, not via Beulah, where that baby had been miscarried, but

a son he did not know of, who had been born and had seen the world.

Even savage beasts watched after their young, and his heart was filled with remorse at this time, no

matter how cruel he was.

Jessica grinned as she looked at Randolph's struggling face. "Since you're dying, let me tell you

another secret, Lola isn't your daughter."

Randolph looked at her, puzzled. What exactly did she say? Dolores was not his daughter?

"You... cheated on me..." Has he been duped from the start?

Jessica kept her mouth shut because she wanted to watch him in agony.

"Bit...Bitch." Randolph's hand fell to the ground, he took his last breath and died with his eyes wide

open, grieving.

Jessica was completely unconcerned with what was going on. If her brother hadn't died of cancer at

such a young age, she would not have gotten married to Randolph along with her family fortune.

Randolph seemed like a kind guy, but it turned out he wasn't even human.