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

“What are you talking about?” Dolores was even more confused.

Matthew got up from his chair and strode towards her while being silhouetted by the lighting in the room. His footsteps were steady and slow. In the end, he loomed over Dolores and said, “You are still my wife in name, so you should refrain from being intimate with other guys.”

He didn’t care about what led to their marriage. As long as they were a married couple, he couldn’t tolerate being cheated on!

This was his limit, and it was also his dignity as a man!

Dolores couldn’t really process his words. Since when was she being intimate with other guys?

She retorted immediately, “Didn’t you sleep with other women here as well? Should I be demanding on you as your wife too?”

Matthew’s creases on his forehead deepened, “I didn’t sleep with other women.”

Dolores was stunned momentarily. She was sure that Helen had spent the night here yesterday.

Who would believe that they didn’t end up sleeping together?

However, she suddenly realized that whether he did or didn’t sleep with other women, that didn’t have anything to do with her anyway.

Matthew’s expression was getting uglier by the minute. What was he thinking?

Dolores didn’t want their relationship to turn sour. She softened her tone, “I will try to abide by your demands. Then I shall…”

She waved the documents in her hands to indicate her intentions, fearing that she wasn’t already obvious enough.

Matthew mumbled a response, but he failed to conceal the tinge of anger in his voice. He wasn’t mad at Dolores, but instead, he was mad at himself!

Why would he explain himself to her anyway?

Was he crazy?

He was really irked by his response to her nowadays! That feeling of discomfort almost morphed into one of disgust!

Since Dolores had secured a job working at a restaurant, she had to finish translating these documents as soon as possible.

When the clock struck midnight, she was only halfway done. However, her energy was already waning.

she carried the documents and headed to the living room. At that timing, the whole villa was shrouded in deep silence. Matthew and Coral were probably sound asleep at

kitchen. She put the cup onto the table and sat down on the mat while continuing her

rather thirsty, so he came downstairs to pour himself a glass of water in the

anything as he passed by her. Dolores noticed his presence, but

of water on the table, he instinctively picked it up and started to

“Hey—“

but to her dismay, Matthew was already gulping water from it. She wasn’t able to

was hesitating about something. His gaze stayed on her face for several seconds before shifting to the cup in his hands. Under the faint glow of the light, he saw a

that part of the cup

that had just been used by someone else. Coupled with

stare at the floor, pretending that

she felt her face

this simple gesture of him sharing her cup was a little too

do this on purpose, Dolores still felt embarrassed by

He didn’t know what to make of this situation, so he simply finished the water in

walked in her direction. He noticed that it was already one o’clock in the

the floor, not willing to raise her head, “I’m

her for a moment before turning around

mentioned going to his company for a job interview and failing to be selected. He felt strange about the whole thing. After coming back to his room, he

up. He grabbed the phone with annoyance and with a plethora of curse words swimming around in his head, he was about to reprimand whoever dared to call him so late into the night. However, upon seeing the caller’s name, his sense of frustration disappeared without a trace. He rubbed his eyes

the human resources department has denied the hiring

totally comprehend what he was

at his phone for a long time. Why did the president

slowly formed on his

his sleep for

could only keep these words of complaint to himself. He

understand a thing written on it. She just guessed that it was probably something related to her work, and she let out a sigh, “You shouldn’t overexert yourself like that

understanding Dolores’ situation, she still fetched

Matthew was descending the stairs. Seeing that Coral was covering Dolores with a blanket, a subdued emotion that was sharpened by the passage of time slowly overcame

sheets of papers. There were twenty-two pages in

the whole night completing the translation. Did this woman

couldn’t help stealing a glance

sigh, not