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.

he trusted her. Although he found her charades before, he didn’t look into them. He was not

all, he treasured

she always kept refreshing his

it was she who planned the car accident

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

Maria’s face was wet by tears. Reaching out, she wanted to grab

at her face for a few second, his cold lips forming into

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

do it. Believe me. If I was wrong, it was because I love

“Heh heh.”

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

shouldn’t have mistaken responsibility

that.” Maria shook her head desperately. “It’s neither your

standing on the steps.

“You bitch...”

but stopped by Dolores. It was unnecessary

what Maria feared the most was

Maria’s sore spot, which

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

herself. She really couldn’t get used to

was not issued, so she still

was to piss

of anger, looking

slender with fair skin. She stood so close to

time, Dolores took the initiative

called him in such

help feeling

didn’t mind Dolores calling him in such

done it on purpose, but

her

totally irritated because Dolores called

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

her fist landed, Matthew grabbed

was startled by the coldness

such

“I...”

shook off

understood. He stepped forward and

willing to let Abbott pull her away while watching

anything else. All she wanted was to escape from Abbott’s

let Dolores to touch

belonged to her

allow anyone

Herbert, mind your dignity,

think you are? How dare

tangle with her. He just ordered Abbott in a light

that Matthew was leaving,

kicking Abbott. “Let go of