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

Dolores looked down at his hand, which was holding a memory card. Dolores frowned, “What is this?”

Terry looked more serious, “My brother didn’t kill himself. He was murdered.”

It was the same sentence. Dolores was not interested.

“I am sorry. I have other business to take care of. I am leaving.” Dolores paid for her ticket and then walked to the entrance.

Under the urgent situation, Terry run to her and grabbed her arm, “Six years ago, my brother got a sum of money, which was given to him by a woman who asked him to hit and kill a woman by car.”

Bang!

Dolores felt like a lightning struck on her head.

Someone tried to kill her six years ago?

“You are the woman that my brother was ordered to kill. But luckily you escaped your death, right?” Terry spoke his speculation.

After discovering the recording, Terry understood why Dolores found him repulsive and disgusting whenever she saw him.

Dolores took the memory card from his hand. She observed it carefully and thought it must be a phone memory card. Only old-fashioned phone used in old days had this kind of card. Smart phone these days had huge internal memory and didn’t need such things. Dolores put the memory card back on his hand, “You have evidence in it?”

“If you have time, we can find a place and talk.” Terry knew Dolores would agree.

Dolores agreed as he had assumed. She wanted to know who wanted to kill her too.

That car accident almost made her lose her babies.

“I know a coffee shop nearby. Let’s go there.” Dolores walked ahead to lead the way.

Terry followed her.

The coffee shop was in the neighborhood’s surroundings. Dolores saw it last night.

Soon they arrived at the coffee shop. Dolores found a quiet corner and sat down.

“Would you like something to drink?” Though Dolores wanted to find out the truth immediately, she thought Terry needed a drink judging by how thirsty he looked.

“I want some water.” He was truly thirsty.

Dolores handed the menu to a waiter, “Get us two cups of water first. We will let you know when we need something else.”

“Okay.”

waiter brought two cups of water. After the waiter walked away and Terry drunk a cup of water, Dolores

this first.” Terry took out a phone which can accommodate the memory card. He opened the phone and put the memory card in it. Then he turned on the phone and found the recording in the memory card before

of recording, which must

and kill that woman

a car accident caused by brake failure. Besides, you are sick, and I will also assist you. You should know that you will get a large sum of

get you out.” The woman seemed very eager to

wanted to have Dolores taste the pain of a car accident, but

Dolores and Matthew got a divorce. In this way, nobody would threaten

that someone would come

also didn’t know that man took Dolores away from B City. Dolores was gone for six years. She even gave birth to her

recording, I speculate that this woman knew my brother needed money and that he was a truck driver. So she found him and planned the accident.” Terry put the phone back

female voice in the recording. It was clear and familiar. She almost recognized the voice at the second she heard

Helen, who was Maria

before, which was later controlled and cured by Sampson. So Jessica was like a normal person now. Therefore, Dolores didn’t want to hold on

reason why she didn’t want to hold to

But now...

always thought the car accident was caused

the woman in the recording is, right?” Terry

an irregular way. She didn’t answer him but asked, “I am curious about

then he lowered his

are not talking?” Dolores let go of the cup

looked at her. He asked in astonishment, “Aren’t you going to look into

said, “It’s my

could bring the

did Dolores look so calm and indifferent after she learned about the

something back from me, aren’t you?” The truth did surprise her, but it didn’t make her lose her mind. There was something that Terry didn’t confess to

lowered his head and his nervous hands

out of the

was before, it wouldn’t be that

was a member of the Herbert

could it be easy

at the door, Terry stood

him, “You made up

lips

back on