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

A face, which was as the same as that of this man, quickly popped into Dolores’ mind. When she had the car accident, it was this man who had raced towards her driving the truck.

She still could clearly remember the thrilling scene and her heart still fluttered with fear whenever she thought of the accident. This was also the reason why she could still remember it clearly.

At that time, the police drew a conclusion that the car accident was caused by the failure of the truck after investigation.

The cab driver died and she herself was injured in that accident.

Although the truck driver was not mainly responsible for the accident, he should bear the relative liability.

As she was injured and was brought to a foreign country by Sampson back then, she was not clear about the follow-ups.

Although it was caused by a brake failure, that man, a driver, actually had raced towards other’s car without making any remedies to reduce the damage.

This point alone was enough to leave her a bad impression on him.

But she was curious about why such kind of driver could still drive a cab.

“Lady, are you going to take the cab?” The man asked again, seeming to have no impression on Dolores.

Dolores pulled a long face and said in a cold voice, “Can people like you be a cab driver?”

“Oh, what did you mean?” Terry Holmes felt weird. He was just a cab driver. It was fine if she didn’t want to take the cab, but why did she speak rudely?

Dolores didn’t want to haggle over the past as she and the children were all right now. Nevertheless, she detested such kind of person very much.

Dolores ignored him and continued to walk along the road.

Terry followed her driving the car, “Yuck, what did you mean just now? Please make it clear. I don’t know you. Don’t you think it rude to comment a person casually?”

Dolores knitted her brows. She didn’t want to make a fuss about the past, but why was he pestering her now?

She paused and said, “I don’t want to mention about the past. Please don’t follow me, okay?”

After finishing the words, Dolores strode away.

Terry stepped on the brake and watched Dolores’s leaving with a dumbfounded look.

Judging from her words, apparently she knew him. Nevertheless, he didn’t know him.

What’s more, her attitude and her angry look all proved that she knew him.

she was an acquaintance

his teeth tightly and drove the car slowly

to figure out what

cab and then went to her

didn’t notice that someone

store and now she came here to have an on-the-spot investigation. Actually, the

and handed her

located in a prosperous area in City B. Although Mrs. William decided to establish this branch store

and thought carefully about the location and

bit later. But it won’t be too late. Estimately all the things will be

be hard

not hard.”

was Dolores who

Dolores’ assistant now,

quite kind to her. She had helped her a lot

must feel fatigued after the long journey. Come back

right. I’ll come back first. Call me if there are

children just arrived at an unfamiliar place, and Dolores was

had just gone back to the country, she still had no car and could only travel on foot

followed her here, started the car when he saw her standing by the

you know

face

are you talking about?” Dolores

back to the country, but came upon such a noisy person. Moreover, this person was following

in a good mood after experiencing

Dolores’ attitude. Instead, he explained patiently, “You acted like you knew me just now. But I’m sure that I haven’t seen you. So the one you mentioned was definitely not me and I guessed you might be mentioning about my brother. He died six years ago and they said he died of suicide. But I

a step backward,

very confused

He died?

that crashed into

that Dolores would not believe him, Terry produced his wallet, in which there was a group photo of him and his elder brother. He took out the photo and handed it to Dolores, “Look. The one in the right is me,

photo. She glanced at the

quite alike. Dolores thought carefully of it again and concluded that the truck driver looked more alike

Dolores asked in

about his dead brother. He nodded seriously, “He had uremia and the treatment required a large sum of money. Our family didn’t have too much money, so curing him was just a forlorn hope. Nevertheless, one day he posted ‘I have money now’

investigating into this matter but hadn’t found out any convincible