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.

up, she carried the documents and headed to the living room. At that timing, the whole villa was shrouded

herself a cup of lukewarm water in the kitchen. She put the cup onto the

the middle of the night. Seeing that Dolores was still translating his documents, he couldn’t help but

he passed by her. Dolores noticed his presence,

alone, so when he saw a cup of water on the table, he

“Hey—“

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

face for several seconds before shifting to the cup in his hands.

part

drinking from a cup that had just been used by someone else. Coupled with Dolores’ reaction, that

floor, pretending

felt her face strangely

really too unfamiliar with each other, so this simple gesture of him sharing

this on purpose, Dolores

make of this situation, so he simply

the table and walked in her direction. He noticed that it was already one o’clock in the morning, so he started, “Aren’t you

willing to raise her

her for a moment

for a job interview and failing

his head, he was about to reprimand

the human resources department has denied the hiring

comprehend what he was being told, the line

a long time. Why did the president call him for

expression slowly formed on

disturbing his sleep for

keep these words of complaint to himself. He didn’t dare to delay carrying out his

Coral couldn’t understand a thing written on it. She just guessed that it was probably something related

understanding Dolores’ situation, she still fetched a blanket and covered Coral

was covering Dolores with a blanket, a subdued emotion

to pick up those sheets of papers. There were twenty-two

completing the translation. Did

stealing

a sigh,