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

The nature of Helen and Matthew’s relationship was widely known in the company.

Helen had been sending out signals about their relationship here and there, yet Matthew never objected blatantly or denied the rumours. Therefore, the others would have thought that he had admitted to the rumours.

At the moment, Helen was not only his secretary; she could potentially be the young lady of the Nelson family too. It was only natural that the other employees caught on to the importance of this fact and had tried to suck up to her in the company. This made her feel entitled and proud.

When Matthew was busy with work in his office, there was immediately someone scurried after her and whispered, “Ms. White, what did you have for lunch with Mr. Nelson just now? We are really envious of you guys.”

Helen cast a sideways glance at Dolores who was at one corner of the office and produced a smile, “Nothing much. We had the typical vegetables, crispy pigeon meat, chicken, some prawns...”

“Wow, these are your favourite food.” Sheryl continued to flatter Helen, “Mr. Nelson has been very thoughtful towards you.”

Helen replied with a faint smile while casually flaunting her freshly-made fingernails. Her silence was interpreted by others as admitting to their relationship.

Sheryl inched even closer, “Ms. White, when are you going to marry Mr. Nelson?”

Helen’s movements paused slightly as her thought began to race upon the notion of marriage. If it was not because of Dolores, she would have already been the young lady of the Nelson family.

It was all because of Dolores who had stood in her way!

Since she still had to keep up her good image in front of Matthew, she couldn’t really do any harm to Dolores in public. However, she could still inflict pain on herself through the hands of others. She could still manipulate others to make Dolores’ life difficult in the company.

She flashed a friendly smile, “Sheryl.”

“Ms. White, yes?” Sheryl had an expression of flattery.

“Our newest recruit who handles the translation job is really ignorant of the ways of the company.” Helen pretended to be frustrated slightly as she grumbled.

“Did she offend you in any way?”

“Not exactly, but it’s alright. You should go back to work now.” Helen purposely ended the conversation without answering her directly. She was sure that Sheryl would have understood what she had wanted to say.

Sheryl shot a glance at Dolores and turned over a thought in her mind. Was this recruit not aware of Helen’s relationship with Mr. Nelson? Did she offend Helen because of that?

That must be it. Since she was new in the company, she might have had innocently went up against Helen, judging that she didn’t know about the workings of the company yet.

As she returned to her seat, she was thinking to find a chance to teach Dolores a lesson soon.

finishing her lunch, Dolores got up and disposed of the food packaging. She

this chance to

she purposely took a step forward and caused Dolores to bump into her, seeing that Dolores couldn’t know that there was someone behind her. The tea in her cup spilt over Sheryl’s

properly?” Sheryl immediately launched into a

was the tea in her cup which was spilt onto others, “I’m really

purposely, then why is my skirt wet

was stunned for a moment. She didn’t expect Sheryl to

already apologized. It was really an accident.” Dolores continued

If I slap you across your cheeks and apologize to you, does that mean that you won’t pursue this matter anymore?” Sheryl didn’t plan to let her off the

this woman being too

she compare being slapped and being spilt with some

Dolores’ voice lowered

Sheryl wasn’t going to accept her apology, she had

water all over

palms incredulously. She couldn’t believe what she was being told. Sheryl was obviously trying to destroy

definitely suffer burns if that cup of hot

at best since she was in a hurry to finish her drink. Even though some of the contents had spilt over

the palm of her hands and glared at Sheryl intently, “How is that considered even? If I am scalded by hot water,

analyse the consequence of pouring this cup of hot

would not burn Dolores severely. At most, she would only

least put in some effort into this. She

finish her sentence, with a flick of

tilted to one side and she came crashing to the floor in the end. The hot water settled down on the floor and only wetted

voice broke the silence. Some of the

for a moment

connection between Dolores and

that was the only way she could maintain a distance from the

she had Helen’s backing, there was nothing for her to fear. Furthermore, Dolores was just a newcomer

she didn’t even apologize. I

figure on the floor and there was an ambiguous expression on his

onto the ground once again. Just as she was

tender softness of her skin. It was as if

clouding his heart, he someone didn’t feel like letting