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

Matthew took a glance at him, “Don’t pry into my personal affairs.”

Abbott smiled ingratiatingly, “I did it because I was really curious. Ms. White had been staying by your side for a long time, and I think Ms. White is more suitable for you.”

“Abbott Baron.” Matthew uttered his name slowly, exuding an ineffably imposing aura. Abbott felt the chill and shivered. Just as he was about to explain it, his gaze met with Mathew’s spuriously smiling eyes. “Since you’re so interested in my personal affairs, what about having a seat and talking about this?” asked Matthew.

Abbott broke into cold sweats on the back and laughed awkwardly, “No need.”

Right at this moment, the lift arrived at the destination floor. Abbott hastily took a step backwards to distance himself from Matthew.

Matthew shot a glance at him and walked out of the lift.

Helen seemed to have known that Matthew would come back to the office at this moment and was waiting for him at the door with a document in her hand. When seeing Matthew walk out of the lift, she hurriedly walked over, “Mr. Nelson, this document requires your signature.”

She didn’t mention the things that happened yesterday.

Being unreasonably troublesome would only disgust him; while being sensible and obedient would help her win his favor.

Matthew took the document, cursively signed his name, and then handed the document, saying, “Let’s have dinner together.”

Was this compensation for her?

Helen smiled, “Okay.”

“You can choose the restaurant you like.” He was responsible for this woman after all.

Helen followed him while reporting the subsequent scheduling to him.

When they arrived at the door of the office, Helen closed the schedule file and asked, “What would you like to drink?”

“A cup of coffee, please.” He then walked into his office.

Helen came to the tea room to make the coffee. When she saw the newly-promoted manager of the human resources department leading Dolores to the tea room, she became a bit anxious. ‘Why Dolores Flores is here?’ She thought to herself.

Helen put down the coffee pot, walked out of the tea room, blocked the manager’s way, and stared at Dolores, “Why are you here?”

There were defence and shock in her eyes. It seemed like she hadn’t expected that Dolores would show up in the company.

Dolores smiled, “I’m a translator of the company.”

Helen clenched her fists, fixing her eyes on Dolores. So Dolores seduced Matthew after she left that day?

Otherwise, how could she be recruited by the company?

Dolores walked over and whispered in her ear, “My hubby wants to see me at every moment, so he asked me to work in the company. In this way, he can always see me.”

her, “Who do you think you are? Ah? Who would

though she was exceedingly wrathful, her remaining reasons reminded her not to blurt out Dolores’ relationship with Matthew, since all the staff in the company knew that she, Helen White, was the woman

was

to be enemies the moment Helen stimulated Jessica and caused

herself back to reality. Since they were now on her home ground, wasn’t it a piece of

Dolores’ belly and thought to herself, ‘I’ll not allow her to give

do you know Ms. Flores?” The manager of the human resources department had discovered that they seemed to have some grudges against each other, but she wouldn’t say something

here. The staffs working in companies

“We’ve met before. Now that she’s the new translator of the company, just

The manager

ignored Dolores and went back to the tea room to

thinking, ‘Why this woman is so childish? Does Helen think that I will be bothered by such tiny

I’ll go to my hubby’s office

her mood, but was soon irritated

didn’t this woman go

smiled, “What is done by night appears by day. Ms.

she know

many details

it. That middle-aged woman, the only woman who

suppressed the anxiety and said calmly, “Sorry, Ms. Flores, I don’t

to MY Apartment Complex?” Dolores

moment. It turned

would know about it

was okay as long as

Helen pretended to be

for both of them were clear of the truth.

at the most remote corner of the office,

if you arrange me to work in

she headed towards her

were many documents about WY Group’s new project in A Country, yet the company didn’t find a translator

gave her all the documents and left her no room to have a rest, requesting her to finish the translation of all these documents in two

Dolores was

wearing during working time into a white, long

you favor the dishes of Sanskrit Sky Restaurant,

sound blandly, showing little interest in

who was sitting in a corner, he

position, so I could just ask her to sit

Matthew would be able to see

for her to take