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

all, he treasured their

kept refreshing his perception of

scripts. Even it was she who planned

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

it up.” Maria’s face was wet by tears.

few second, his cold lips forming into a straight line. Without saying anything, he

let go, but Matthew’s strength was so

Believe me. If I was

“Heh heh.”

whispered softly to answer, “You are not wrong. I was wrong.

mistaken responsibility

her head desperately. “It’s neither your fault

pointed at Dolores, who was standing on the steps. “It’s

“You bitch...”

It was unnecessary to

Maria feared the most was losing

should poke Maria’s sore spot, which was

high-heels, Dolores walked down the steps, walking towards Matthews step by step. Raising her hand, she tossed her hair behind a ear, her eyes seductive. Then she put her hand on Matthew’s shoulder, calling him in a soft and gentle tone,

get used to this way of

was not issued, so

was

face blushed because of anger, looking

was slender with fair skin. She stood so close to him that he could even see the

Dolores took the

she called him in

help feeling

Dolores calling

that she had done it

let her lean on

totally irritated because Dolores

ground and waved her fists, aiming to punch

landed, Matthew grabbed

was startled by the coldness

such coldness in Matthew’s

“I...”

Matthew shook

forward

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

anything else. All she wanted was

let Dolores to touch

belonged to

allow anyone else to touch

mind your

are? How dare you mind my business?” she

to tangle with her. He just ordered Abbott in

Matthew was

and kicking Abbott. “Let go of