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

After trying on the dress, Dolores stepped out of the changing room and once again looked toward the changing room where the man and woman had been speaking. The door was tightly closed.

“That dress suits you well. It matches your temperament.”

The salesperson had good judgment and taste in fashion; she could pick clothes that fit her customers by just looking at them. The long pale blue dress Dolores wore made her skin look even paler. The ribbon around her waist highlighted her slim figure. She was underweight, but it just made her look more delicate.

Feeling satisfied with the dress choice, Randolph went to pay for the dress. He then only realized the dress cost nearly five thousand dollars. However, since it was the Nelson family she was going to meet, Randolph gritted his teeth and paid the money. He then turned to Dolores and spoke to her in an icy voice.

“Let’s go.”

Dolores had felt his cruelty for many years, both as a child and after he abandoned her, yet his indifference still made her uncomfortable and caused her heart to ache. She lowered her head and followed him to the car.

After an uncomfortable ride in silence, the car soon stopped at the main entrance of the Flores villa. The chauffeur opened the door for Randolph. Randolph got out of the car and Dolores followed close behind.

Standing in front of the villa, Dolores was in a trance for a few seconds. While she and her mother had been struggling to scrape by because of her brother’s condition, her father was happily living in a stylish villa, enjoying life with the other woman. Dolores couldn’t help but clench her fists.

“Why are you still standing there?”

Having sensed that Dolores was not following him, Randolph turned and saw her stupefied expression as she stood at the entrance. Dolores hurried after him. Hearing from the maids that the Nelson family still hadn’t arrived, Randolph let Dolores wait in the living room.

They placed a piano near the French window in the living room. It was a Seidel piano and was made in Germany. The price was exorbitant. Her mother bought it for Dolores’ fifth birthday. Dolores liked piano since she was a baby and started learning piano when she was four and a half years old. After Randolph had sent them away, Dolores hadn’t had another opportunity to play. She couldn’t help but reach out and touch it, feeling familiar and excited at the same time. She lightly pressed a key and a melodious tinkle rang through the room. Because she had not played it for a long time, her fingers were very stiff.

“Who allowed you to touch my piano?” a clear and angry voice called from behind.

fists clenched. Dolores remembered Annabelle was one year younger than her and recently turned seventeen. She had inherited her mother, Beulah Shawn’s, good looks. Though the way she

“Your piano?”

to be theirs. And now even Dolores’ piano had been also theirs? Dolores slowly clenched her fists and kept on telling herself not to act on impulse. She still had to wait to regain the things that rightfully belonged to her and her mother. She had to endure it! She was no longer the little girl that only knew how to cry after being abandoned by her father eight years

that today was the day the Nelson family was arriving and her father had brought Dolores

pitiful look when Randolph was sending them abroad. She knelt on the ground and wrapped her arms around Randolph’s leg, begging him not to send her

to guilt your farther into bringing you back,” Annabelle scoffed, crossing her arms in front of her chest and staring at Dolores with contempt. “You shouldn’t

marry a disabled man. Marriage was

before she could say anything, a

family is

welcomed them personally at the door and led them into the living room. Dolores turned and saw a man in a wheelchair being wheeled inside. He had defined facial

changing room, she had seen quite clearly that he could stand up when he put her arms around the woman. He hadn’t been using her for

out why Matthew was pretending he was

here. This is the eldest son of the Nelson family.” He then bowed in respect and a maid brought

man

his eyebrows. This was a marriage arranged by his late mother. As a son, he could not break the promise in good conscience. And it was because of that, he spread the word that he could not be detoxified and had become paralyzed after being bitten

Matthew was dissatisfied with Dolores and quickly explained. “She’s still young and has just turned eighteen. If she could have a

sense Randolph’s peculiar behavior, and the fact that he wanted to marry his daughter to him

icy look, he lifted one of his eyebrows. “I was injured during my business trip abroad and I’m afraid I can no

that,” Dolores replied