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

“Let go of me.” Dolores widened her eyes and pressed her hands on his chest to stop his approach.

“Let go?” Matthew repeated the two words in a dragging tone, feeling it ridiculous.

He was furious just now because she wanted to make a clean break with him just now. Now she only believed in her son’s innocence and doubted him.

He was really angered.

Dolores looked away, not daring to look at him. She could clearly feel his robust body that was several degrees higher than hers as well as his familiar breathing. She closed her eyes, “My son is only five years old…”

So it was impossible that he would do this kind of thing.

She was tilting her head, revealing her swan-like neck on which blue veins were standing out slightly. Due to nervousness, her breathing was quick and uneven, which was like the enchanting melody. Matthew originally just intended to scare her; nevertheless, when seeing her reactions, he felt all his blood was boiling.

He lowered his head and landed a kiss on her neck.

His lips were so soft and a bit cold.

Dolores exerted great force to push him away as she was panicked, “Let go of me. Don’t be so shameless!”

“Shameless? I felt quite shameless when your son embarrassed me just now. But why should I feel shameless now?” He mumbled as he still put his head near her neck.

He liked the scent on her body as he was familiar and obsessed with it.

“Tell me, are you a witch?” Otherwise, how could she manage to cause him to change into a different self every time when he was together with her?

Dolores didn’t reply. But tears streamed down along her cheeks and disappeared into the hair around her ears.

Matthew felt her spasmodic sobs. He lifted his head and cupped her face, forcing her to look into his eyes, “I just kissed you. Why are you appearing to be so aggrieved?”

Dolores gently opened her eyes. Her eyelashes were shaking slightly and there were still tears in her eyes. She replied in a cracked voice, “Am I easy woman who would sleep with men casually in your eyes?”

Matthew was stunned, “I never think so.”

“You did. You never showed respects to me.” She had tried hard to hold back her tears, but they all fell down now, “I slept with a man at the age of 18 and was pregnant with his child, and you thought I was a promiscuous woman. I’m not that kind of woman! I’m not that kind of woman as you’ve imagined! I had no choice back then.”

Matthew felt inexplicably flustered and wiped away her tears. Actually, he had to admit that he did once think in this way.

Dolores turned her head to dodge his touch.

Matthew’s hand paused near her ear and then he slowly tucked her messy wisps of hair back over her ears, saying, “I’ll not mention about your past any longer. Please forget your past too.”

want to do?” Dolores tried hard to suppress the surging

you to

about my children? Are you going to be

that Matthew was

his bottom line, and

man. Can you bear the other man’s children to

suddenly stood to his

fact, Matthew was simply thinking of persuading Dolores to come back to him, and he had never considered about the arrangements of her

was right. It had already reached his bottom line for him to

being the children’s stepfather or

He couldn’t do it!

was standing with his back to her, “It’s a

He asked in a gloomy voice

But I know my own feelings very well. I don’t like you, and you can’t accept my children

‘I know my feelings very well. I don’t like you.’ reverberated in

She didn’t like him?

Matthew sneered.

She didn’t like him?

turned around and grabbed her collar, “Dare you to

the sharp pain

ground. But she didn’t flinch in the face of his red eyes and squeezed out a sentence out, “I don’t like you. Do you want me to tell a lie to you?

with him for

was such an arrogant man that he would not allow others to please him with a

Matthew felt

He almost went crazy.

She didn’t struggle, nor did

she still tried hard to

She felt hard to breathe as Matthew was grabbing her collar

tossed her down in a fury, “Don’t think yourself

after a long while. She then picked herself up from the ground and said, “When you make up your mind, you can ask your assistant

French windows, she paused and said without turning around, “Thank you for not throwing away the things I left here.

finishing the words, she walked towards the door

had been pretending to be strong just now, but as soon as she

with the other hand putting on

know why her

was playing with his mobile phone leaning against the car, walked

her

back.” Dolores walked to the door to the passenger seat and