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

Seeing Matthew, Maria almost rushed over, stretching her arms to embrace him.

Matthew stepped aside and dodged. As she was running so fast, Maria couldn’t stop even after she had missed the target. She couldn’t help staggering forward, her ankle twisting.

“Ouch...” she exclaimed. Her legs weakened, falling on the ground.

Abbott stood aside. He had chance to hold her up but he didn’t reach out.

Before she became the family member of the Herbert family, she even flattered Abbott sometimes. After all, he was a man who Matthew trusted very much, so she was willing to put a little effort on Abbott.

However, since she returned to the Herbert family and became their daughter, she had been arrogant and put on the air whenever she met Abbott again.

Hence, Abbott became quite unhappy. He didn’t like her as he used to.

Now Maria was a girl from a rich family.

Abbott was just an assistant. So they were not from the same world.

Maria fell on the ground, her knees skinned, her carefully-made hair messed. She looked quite embarrassed.

Raising her head, she looked at Matthew. “Matthew...”

She could not accept the coldness and disregard from him.

He used to treat her lovingly.

His current attitude brought her sense of frustration as if she had fallen down from the heaven to the hell.

She couldn’t accept it at all.

Trembling, she looked at the man standing in front of her. “Matthew...”

Tears welled up in her tears. Her tone was full of grievance and ingratiation.

Matthew walked to her, squatting down. He reached to brush away the messy hair that covered her cheeks.

Looking at her face carefully, Matthew seemingly to see her true color through her features.

“Matthew...”

“Stop calling me,” he interrupted Maria.

Maria was startled, still couldn’t accept the fact.

“How many things have you hidden from me?” he asked in an extremely low voice, as if he was suppressing something in his heart.

Things flashed through Maria’s mind, as if all movie scenes were replaying. She was thinking about the hidden meaning of Matthew’s question.

Suddenly her pupils shrank sharply. It seemed that he had heard her conversation with Dolores.

“Nothing,” she denied.

“Nothing?” Matthew sneered.

used to save him once so he trusted her. Although he found her charades before, he didn’t look into them. He was not willing to get even with

all, he treasured their

always kept refreshing his

deceived him by self-acted and self-directed scripts. Even it was she who

the past. He had just thought she was playing some small tricks. Much to his surprise, it turned out that she

Maria’s face was wet by tears. Reaching out, she wanted to grab Matthew’s arm. “Matthew, you got to believe

for a few second, his cold lips

was unwilling to let go, but Matthew’s strength was so strong.

really didn’t do it. Believe me. If I was wrong, it

“Heh heh.”

as if he was mocking at himself. He whispered softly to answer, “You

have mistaken responsibility as

Maria shook her head desperately. “It’s neither your fault nor mine.

was standing on the steps. “It’s all

“You bitch...”

It was unnecessary to get

Maria feared the

she should poke Maria’s sore spot, which was

Raising her hand, she tossed her hair behind a ear, her

couldn’t get used to

their divorce certificate was not issued, so she still could address him in

purpose was to piss

of

on his shoulder. It was slender with fair skin. She stood so

took the initiative to approach

called him in such an

couldn’t help

calling him in such a

knew that she had done it on purpose, but didn’t pushed

just let her lean

totally irritated because Dolores

up from the ground and waved her fists, aiming to punch Dolores.

before her fist landed, Matthew grabbed

eyes, Maria was startled by

had never seen such coldness in Matthew’s eyes

“I...”

shook off

forward and pulled

willing to let Abbott pull her away while

else. All she wanted was

let Dolores to touch

to

didn’t allow anyone else to touch

mind your dignity,

think you are?

Abbott in a light tone, “I’m leaving it to you.” Then he

Seeing that Matthew was leaving, Maria

and kicking Abbott. “Let go