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

Randolph felt as if a sharp pain seared through his heart. However, when he thought of the current relationship between Dolores and Matthew, he still chose to reluctantly take out some of them.

When Jessica married him at that time, the dowry brought by her consisted of the artefacts and cash in which cash was up to two million yuan. There were also some valuable artefacts and the total value of them was approximately five million yuan.

Randolph gave Dolores a cheque. The artefacts left were much lesser than those in the past. Last time, she saw Beulah putting on a bracelet on her wrist but the bracelet was not among them now. Randolph seemed to notice her doubt and explained, “It’s been too long. Some of them are already broken and lost, these are already all.”

Dolores knew what was what but she did not expose it. For her, it was good enough to get these. She would slowly take back the rest. She kept the cheque properly, carried the box and put it in the trunk.

Then, she entered the dining room with Randolph.

However, something wrong seemed to have happened.

There was broken glass on the floor. Annabelle’s skirt was stained with water and her clothes looked messy. She was sobbing with tear-reddened eyes. When she saw Randolph come in, she immediately threw herself at him, “Dad…”

It looked as if she was suffering from a great grievance.

Dolores glanced at her and walked over. Then, she noticed that Matthew’s face had a little redness.

Did he drink just now?

But the wine in front of him was clearly not drunk.

Dolores approached him and whispered, “What’s wrong with you?”

Matthew’s eyes raised. They sometimes looked clear but sometimes looked cloudy. He was apparently trying hard to control something.

He snorted, “Help me to get up.”

Dolores put his arm on her shoulder and wrapped her arm around his waist, “Let’s go home.”

“You can’t leave!” Just as Dolores was helping Matthew up, Beulah lurched to her feet, “You, you just did that kind of thing to Annabelle, don’t you have to take responsibility for that?”

“What happened?” Randolph also realized that something was wrong, “Dad…”

Annabelle cried even more, “Just now…just now…”

Randolph looked at the clothes on his daughter’s body and frowned. He

actually hoping that Matthew had really done

would not have to

broken glass on the ground. A chill went down her spine and she was struck with terror. Beulah indeed resorted to every conceivable means as she even dared to use this kind of deceitful

looked at Annabelle, “You’re trying to say that my husband molested you and sexually harassed you,

won’t

and she is being bullied, how can you help an outsider?” Randolph

only gave birth to me and I’m her only daughter, how will I have a younger sister? What’s more,

face. She kept mentioning him as

himself

Matthew out. When they passed by Randolph, Matthew stopped his pace. Matthew’s eyes looked sharp and overriding under the light and there was a kind of powerful aura, “I have really

tense. He turned to gaze

happen as what had Beulah expected so she was also very panicked. But since the matter already came to this point, she

the reason she cried was that she was

the water, wine and the dinner plate used by Matthew. Matthew did not touch

water, Beulah asked Annabelle to approach him and tried to bring him to the room to

him up, Matthew directly smashed the glass onto her body. Annabelle still could remember how

his teeth tightly and his face was twitching

with

now, Annabelle’s heart

Annabelle who was clinging to Randolph’s arms. These

dug a pit for Matthew so

was physically fit. But thinking that he had become like this

of Flores’ villa was still brightly

what kind of women had not been seen by Matthew? Did he need to harass

and asked in a stern voice, “What the

that Matthew has a crush on

Thwack!

finish her words, she was slapped by Randolph who was glaring at her, “Still don’t want to tell the truth? You thought your daughter is a goddess who can let

“Randolph, the reason I do this is for your sake. Dolores clearly doesn’t want to help us, so I think that if Annabelle can let Matthew like her, the

while her face was pressed against Randolph’s pants, “Randolph, I’m anxious to see the company encounter difficulties. However, I’m only a woman, the

His brain was buzzing and he