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.

found her charades before, he didn’t look into

he

kept refreshing his perception of

was she who planned the car accident that happened

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

face was wet by tears.

face for a few second, his cold lips forming into

to let go, but Matthew’s strength was so

legs. “I really didn’t do it. Believe me. If I was wrong, it was because I love you so much. Is it

“Heh heh.”

as if he was mocking at himself. He whispered softly to answer, “You are not wrong.

have mistaken responsibility as

shook her head desperately. “It’s neither your

at Dolores, who was standing on the steps. “It’s all because of her. She’s just a

“You bitch...”

by Dolores. It was unnecessary

knew what Maria feared the most

should poke Maria’s sore spot, which

hair behind a ear, her eyes seductive. Then she put her hand on Matthew’s

She really couldn’t get used to this

was not issued, so she still could address him

was to piss

face blushed because of anger, looking

Dolores’ arm on his shoulder. It was slender with fair skin. She stood so close to him

Dolores took the initiative to

him in such an

couldn’t help feeling

didn’t mind Dolores calling him in such

she had done it on

just let her lean

Maria was totally irritated because Dolores

and waved her fists, aiming to punch Dolores. “You bitch!

fist landed, Matthew

his eyes, Maria was startled by the

had never seen such coldness

“I...”

Matthew shook

stepped forward and

could Maria be willing to let Abbott pull her away while watching Dolores and Matthew

let go of me!” Maria didn’t care about anything else. All she

wouldn’t let Dolores to

belonged to

anyone

Herbert, mind your dignity, please.” Abbott

think you are? How dare

just ordered Abbott in a light tone, “I’m leaving

was leaving,

hitting and kicking Abbott. “Let