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

Chapter 35

Helen entered the office with some documents in her hands, and when she caught sight of Dolores, a hint of brutality flashed across her eyes.

Was this woman trying to seduce Matthew while she was gone?

Matthew was hers. Dolores should never trespass this area!

She wanted to slap Dolores so much.

However, at this moment, Matthew spoke up instead. “What’s the matter?”

“I need your signature on this document,” Helen hid the brutality away immediately, forcing a smile while answering him.

He grabbed the documents and started to leaf through them. He paused to ask Dolores to leave. “You’re not needed here at the moment. You may leave us now.”

Dolores gave him a small nod before exiting his office.

“Matthew, she—”

“I have asked for her to translate something for me. Is there something wrong with that?” His face was unfazed as he interrupted her.

There were no traces of him lying by looking at his face. He was secretly taking responsibility for what had happened to Dolores recently. He knew full well about Helen’s unfriendly attitude toward Dolores, but he couldn’t do anything to change the situation.

He had some responsibility when it came to Helen.

“No, nothing.” Helen walked over and started to give him a massage. “You can leave such things to me in the future.”

Matthew simply mumbled some response.

*****

After getting off work, Dolores stood by the road next to the building. She saw a black car slowly emerged from the garage and she unconsciously straightened her back. She knew the identity of that person in the driver’s seat.

The black car rolled to a stop in front of her. Abbott wasn’t with Matthew so he was driving himself. The window rolled down and Matthew’s calm gaze came into view.

Dolores was wearing a red dress with a flat collar. Her waistline was accentuated and the dress reached just below her knees. Her pale legs were exposed to the slightly chilly night air.

As she felt his burning gaze, Dolores hastily explained. “I didn’t want to be dressed too casually and embarrass you. After all, I am still your ‘wife.’ ”

She was deliberately giving the explanation because she was afraid Randolph would see through her lies and realize they didn’t love each other.

During afternoon break, Dolores had specifically returned to the villa and picked out the particular dress. She’d never worn it before. It was given to her by Sampson on her eighteenth birthday.

Dolores was always fair-skinned and the bright red colored dress was able to emphasize her skin’s contours even more. Her collar bones were sculpted and her neck was without any excess fat. She exuded charm.

She was a sight to behold.

A faint glint appeared in Matthew’s eyes and he dully said “Get in the car.”

She sat in the passenger’s seat while thinking about what would happen next. Since they were returning to the Flores family home, she had to put on her best performance.

Matthew was strangely too calm and Dolores couldn’t guess what was on his mind at all.

Could it be that her attire was not appropriate? She rarely wore anything that stood out like the bright red dress. Back then, Sampson had commented that it suited her very well.

moved ambiguously across Matthew’s

felt unreal and distant, just like their relationship; so near, yet

voiced her concerns.

white as he gripped the steering wheel, but his fingers jerked up slightly. He shot her a glance and

in her body a little, while not wanting to continue

a while and a blanket of oppressing silence hung over the

swept over his hands gripping the steering wheel. His fingers were long and chiseled. His fingernails were immaculate. It was another sight

His gaze was still

for some time. She

turned toward her slowly with his lips curled into a devious smile. “Is my face more good-looking

continued to pretend not to hear him and even pretended to fall

was criticizing him furiously in her heart. Where did his aloofness and

suddenly sound like a

car stopped in front

than usual, and Beulah had been busy preparing the dishes for dinner. The scale and quality of the food were very acceptable, in Randolph’s opinion. He seemed like he’d forgotten about

First Miss is home,” the maid

he warned them in a low tone. “This is a very important ordeal for me. Don’t

retaliate, even if she comes at us with fury. As long as she lends you a hand in the company’s matters, I can still do all of this for you considering I can be of no help to you in

waste any of his sentiments toward her in the past. “When the

approval, Randolph went to the door, wanting to welcome

holding the contract regarding the piece

a glance at her and held out his

suit and together

in. I’m so honored you could join us

his usual arrogant and entitled self

toward Randolph, so he just nodded slightly while keeping his

froze slightly when he realized that Matthew wasn’t going to banter with him and ease the tension in the air. He hoped Matthew would have a different

rapidly losing face and had

“He’s always like

his expression as he invited

arranging the cutlery on the table. At the sight of her guests, she flashed an insincere smile. “You’re finally here. Come sit down. Lola,

at her with a smile on her face. They were just putting

don’t

grip on Matthew’s

Dolores’ appearance as she tried hard to suppress the resentment in her heart. She continued with her fake

“You’re indeed right.”

still holding on to Matthew’s arm.

Despite being so young, she had a mature and flirtatious look at the moment. Dolores sneaked a scornful glance at Annabelle and snickered coldly to herself.

you staring at your

as he pondered

in looking at such a heavily made-up face and, although both of them were wearing a red dress, Dolores, who had light make-up, looked infinitely better than her sister.

lowered her head. Beulah was holding Annabelle’s hands under the table. She

anymore; you guys are probably

he couldn’t settle on a suitable topic. From the moment Matthew set foot in the villa, he looked like he was trying not to have anything to

he would pick up some food and

expect his daughter, who never garnered his attention, was the apple of Matthew Nelson’s eyes. He couldn’t help but change

intended to only have

placed the contract on the table and raised her voice. “This is what you

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