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

Matthew was worn out and his expression changed when he heard what Dolores said.

He braced up and leaned against the car and laughed, “Can’t I come to see my wife?”

Dolores frowned. How can he be so shameless? They had divorced!

Matthew was still with that sluggish attitude, “I don’t mind. Go and tell your son about our relationship…”

“What do you want?” Dolores was upset. Was he a rascal?

His smile disappeared as he said suddenly, “If you don’t want me to go into your house, then you come over to me.”

Dolores stood still at her position. She pondered for a while. Samuel was a very sensitive boy. After that incident, Samuel became very hostile towards him. If he entered the house, how would she tell the child about his identity?

Matthew couldn’t see clearly and closed his eyes. He said with his raspy and hoarse voice, “My time is limited just as my patience is limited.”

Dolores moved very slowly and he waited patiently. With each step that she took, the outline of his body became clearer. He was distanced from the con job and rife of business. He left the unscrupulous dealings and became indescribably tender. His expression was no longer as stiff as his words. There was an additional trace of tenderness in him. Dolores had never seen this side of him but she knew that he remains who he was and will never change.

She wrung her hands, composed herself, and begged, “Please, don’t interfere with my life anymore.”

Matthew lifted his tired eyes and looked at the woman, “How will you beg me?” and scoffed, “You must be sincere if you want to request for something. So how will you show your sincerity? Offer yourself?”

What did he mean? Did he regard her as a loose woman? Yes, she lost her virginity at eighteen but that didn’t mean that she was a woman who slept around! Dolores’ face turned blue from anger and her shoulders started to tremble vigorously, the tone of her voice changed, “Are you a scoundrel?”

She was so angry that her cheeks tighten and her veins throbbed. A few strains of out of place hair around her neck made her look extremely feminine. Matthew swallowed his saliva and felt that he must be insane. He was aroused when he saw her getting angry.

He reached out to grab Dolores’ waist and pull her into his embrace. When she realized what was happening, her hands began to slap his chest and struggled, “Let go of me!”

not only didn’t ease his grip but he increased his hold on her waist. He grabbed her hands and then said softly, “Behave

glared at him. Why did he interfere with her life? Was it

buried his face into her neck and said with a deep voice, “Find

He was really tired.

dark and his body was limp, “You, are you feeling

couldn’t bear not

find you a hotel, okay?” Dolores

“Okay.”

with that place and easily found a hotel. About five minutes later, Dolores found a five-star hotel and stopped the

the hotel. You’ll have to pay for your own room.” Dolores

single cent of hers. She cannot spend unnecessarily. She needed to save money for her two children. All the daily expenses and education required money. They were growing and there were a lot of expenses. She needed to be the children’s strong backing. She will

expect this woman to draw a clear line between them for everything. Now

the weight on her shoulders had increased. Now she was struggling with each step. In her heart, she continued

front desk, Dolores asked, “Where are your identity card

and struggled to speak, “My identity card is in my pants pocket but I don’t have any

teeth and wanted so much to just dump him

money with him? Okay, he indeed didn’t have the habit of having cash

if he didn’t have cash. Dolores felt his pockets. Her fingers were slim, long, and delicate. Each time she felt along his body, he would tense up a little. Each time she touched him

became a joke in front of this woman. He would get aroused with each of her touches.

So what were all these bills? Dolores rolled her eyes but didn’t take the cash. She took out a card and gave it to the front desk, “Presidential suite with the best service. He’ll have

He was loaded anyway!

Matthew, “…”

Front desk, “…”