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

Dolores’s brain went blank for a few seconds. Under his gaze, it took quite a moment for her to regain the presence of mind, “Are, are you okay?”

She was instinctively defensive.

Matthew’s sturdy body was crouching above her. The lust flashing in his eyes was very intense and almost overflowed but he was still forcing himself to restrain, “You thought I have a fever?”

Touched his forehead?

Did she know anyone should not touch him right now?

Especially women!

It was just an instinct. Someone would touch others’ forehead when they were sick. After all, he was not feeling well, so Dolores treated him as a patient.

“It’s good that you’re fine.” Dolores sensed the danger at that moment and tried to escape from the position below him.

Matthew moved his body down and pressed her body that was trying to move, “Don’t you need to pay after using me to gain an advantage?”

His lips were right next to her ear, almost touching her skin. The hot air exhaled when he spoke was sprayed densely and this made her felt slightly itchy. This kind of position made her recalled the memories hidden in her heart. That night, the man was also lying on top of her like this, domineeringly demanding from her…

She was trembling slightly while he was tensing up too.

“Mr. Nelson…I, I’ll bring you to the hospital.” She forced herself to calm down, “I’m a woman who had made out with another man, I’m sure you won’t be interested.”

Dolores purposely uttered the words ‘I had made out with another man’ clearly.

It seemed to be a reminder, but also seemed to be a method to deliberately make him disgusted.

If he was disgusted, even if he really wanted to fulfil his desire badly, he would be able to bear himself.

As expected, upon hearing those words uttered by Dolores, Matthew’s eyes were having a hint of coldness. They were still hot but they already lost the intensity.

His fingers fondled her cheek, jaw and he grabbed her neck the next second, yelling angrily, “Are you involved?”

her head, “No, no, I’m at odds with them, how will I cooperate with them to dig a pit for you? You’re my backer, I still can tell

body stiffened. He was really forcing himself to restrain. Through the light outside the car, she was able to see the

move her arm and Matthew did not stop her. She opened the car window and the car was filled with fresh

hoarse and low, “Call

in which pocket of his clothes. She touched both of them and still could not feel it, and when she

sounded that he was restraining himself. He abruptly opened his eyes and stared at Dolores, “If

would not be able to restrain

pocket, “Here.” After saying that, he let go of

the phone in his pant pocket, searched for Abbott’s number and dialed

got down from the back seat and waited outside the car for Abbott to come

too unsafe for her to stay in the

to restrain himself was good or

quite fast as he arrived in ten minutes. He then brought Matthew

hospital as

Matthew let Abbott send him

bathroom to try to keep him awake. He was actually awake but

water for more than an hour, Matthew’s limbs felt as if they were chained to iron shackles. He completely

I can’t help you with the

Dolores was speechless.

he…” Dolores pointed at the

What to do?

has to be done by you. You’re Mr. Nelson’s legal wife, it’s reasonable that you help him to

Dolores was speechless.

reasonable and legal,

the door. He stood at the door and shivered. Helping Matthew to

though he just simply thought about it, Abbott could also

he would

bed, staring in distress at the man lying on the bed. If the wet clothes were not changed,

crystal chandelier on the roof and took a deep breath, “The reason you become like this today is because of me, I

one. She lifted his arm, took off his clothes and unbuckled the belt. She then turned her head to pull off