Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

Chapter 1

The heat of his body pressed against her and the warmth from his breath tickled her ear.

“Are you scared?” he asked.

His hot breath lingered near her ear, making her shiver and scared to speak. Dolores Flores sensed that the man was holding himself back, his deep voice thick with desire. “It’s still not too late to change your mind.”

Dolores clenched her fists and shook her head nervously. “No, I want this.”

She was in the prime of her life. And yet…

The man leaned forward and his lips brushed the side of her neck. “Good.”

*****

Her night was long and excruciating.

When the man finally got up and went to the bathroom in the latter half of the night, Dolores dragged her exhausted body out of bed. She struggled into her clothes and walked out of the room without a second glance.

The middle-aged woman who introduced Dolores to the business sat on a sofa in the hotel lobby. Seeing Dolores exiting the elevator, the woman stood and handed Dolores a black plastic bag.

“Here’s your payment.”

Without more than a second’s hesitation, Dolores snatched the bag out of the woman’s hand. Giving a curt nod in thanks, Dolores hurried out of the hotel, having forgotten the pain she felt in the lower half of her body. She only wanted to reach the hospital as fast as possible.

The sky was just beginning to show the first rays of light, and the hospital hallway was quiet. Two stretchers were sitting outside of the operating room. Since the two hadn’t the money upfront for the operation, the bodies on the stretchers were still waiting outside, needing a miracle.

Dolores’s heart ached as she approached the two of them.

lump in her throat as she spoke. “I have the money. Please

and asked a nurse to count the sum. Only after he was certain

the doctor’s arms and pleaded to him. “What about my brother?

sorry; it’s already too late

late? The news made her cry out. The intense pain in her chest felt like someone had taken a searing hot blade, stabbed her in the chest, and twisted it mercilessly. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed on the ground, the world around her

wife and daughter. He sent them to a foreign strange

soon afterward and he was diagnosed with autism when he was three. They’d been living paycheck to paycheck during that time and her brother’s condition made their life harder, though Dolores loved her brother too much to care. She and her mother worked odd jobs to make ends meet, and then a car accident had taken everything Dolores loved in an instant, leaving her alone in an unfriendly foreign country and without a single penny to her name. She was forced to go against everything she was taught and sell herself. And yet, she

hysteric. For some, the pain would only make them feel uncomfortable and perhaps make it difficult to breathe. For others, it might only make them feel the sky looked gloomy, yet they only

Dolores’ mother gradually recovered. However, upon discovering the death of her

I’m still here,

edge of her bed. Dolores knew she missed her son. If it wasn’t for Dolores, Jessica might have already followed Dolores’ brother to

Dolores had to take care of her mother, she was expelled from school, but Dolores was just glad

*****

a bag of food as she walked into the hospital. She reached the ward and was about to open the door when she heard a voice from inside—a voice she was familiar with. Although it had been eight years, she still remembered watching her father forcing her mother to sign the divorce papers. After sending them here, he had never once visited them. So why was he suddenly visiting

your child marry hers when they grew up.

Matthew Nelson, are you?” Jessica

the hospital, struggled to get up. She wanted nothing more than to hit the man, paying no mind to her wound Had he lost his

was raised well and you know their family status.

paralyzed. Because of his condition, he could no longer

open, her forgotten bag of food still in her hand. “I’ll do it,” she said, her appearance startling the two before

at his daughter whom he hadn’t seen for eight years. He stared at her for

extremely underweight. Her face seemed small, like she was being pulled into herself. She seemed as if her

lessened. After all, she was not that good-looking; it wasn’t too bad to let her marry a cripple who couldn’t

out with

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