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 willing to get

all, he treasured their

always kept refreshing his perception of

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

she was playing some

up Dolores Flores. She, she made it up.” Maria’s face was wet by tears. Reaching out, she wanted to grab Matthew’s arm. “Matthew, you got to believe

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

to let go, but Matthew’s strength was so

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

“Heh heh.”

mocking at himself. He whispered softly to answer, “You are not wrong.

shouldn’t have mistaken responsibility as

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

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

“You bitch...”

but stopped by Dolores. It was

Maria feared the most

should poke Maria’s sore spot, which was

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,

sickened herself. She really couldn’t get used to this way

certificate was not issued, so she still could address him

purpose was to piss

because of anger, looking like a

fair skin. She stood so close to him that he could even see the hair on her

took the initiative to

called him in such an

couldn’t help feeling

calling him in such a

it on purpose, but didn’t pushed her

her lean on

yourself!” Maria was totally irritated because Dolores called

ground and waved her fists, aiming to punch

before her fist landed,

Maria was startled

had never seen such coldness

“I...”

shook

understood. He stepped forward

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

me!” Maria didn’t care about anything else. All she wanted was to escape

wouldn’t let Dolores

to

didn’t allow anyone else to

mind your

you think you are?

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

was leaving, Maria

kicking Abbott. “Let go