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.

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

all, he

she always kept refreshing his perception

self-directed scripts. Even it was she who planned the car accident that happened to Dolores back

He had just thought she was playing some small tricks. Much

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

cold lips

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

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

“Heh heh.”

sneered, as if he was mocking at himself. He whispered softly to answer, “You are not wrong. I was wrong. It’s my

shouldn’t have mistaken

desperately.

on the steps. “It’s all because of her. She’s just a

“You bitch...”

stopped by Dolores. It

feared the most was losing

return, she should poke Maria’s sore spot,

Matthews step by step. Raising her hand, she tossed her hair behind

really couldn’t get used to this way of

not issued, so she still could address him

main purpose was to

face blushed because of anger, looking like

looked down slightly at Dolores’ arm on his shoulder. It was slender with fair skin. She stood so close to him that

Dolores took the initiative to

in such

couldn’t help

calling him in such

that she had done it on purpose, but

just let her lean on

Maria was totally irritated because

ground and waved her fists, aiming to punch Dolores. “You bitch! Don’t

landed, Matthew

his eyes, Maria was startled by the coldness

seen such coldness in

“I...”

Matthew shook off

He stepped forward

pull her away while watching

Maria didn’t care about anything else. All she wanted was to escape from Abbott’s grip and pull Dolores

wouldn’t let Dolores to touch

to her

anyone else to

mind your

you are? How dare you mind my business?”

mood to tangle with her. He just ordered Abbott in a light tone, “I’m leaving it to you.” Then he took

Matthew was leaving, Maria completely

kicking Abbott. “Let go