Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

Matthew’s body leaned over. Dolores couldn’t help but moving backward. However she didn’t have much space to move as the back of the seat was behind her.

Soon his sturdy pecs pressed on her, almost seamless. She could clearly feel his temperature. She stiffened without any guts to move.

Matthew licked her hair behind her ear, his lips approaching her cheeks. With a deep voice, he said with a long tone, “You just want to go away after making use of me. Where is my reward?”

Dolores didn’t answer.

At this moment, she regretted for using him to revenge Maria.

Matthew got up slightly and helped her buckle the safe belt. During the whole process, Dolores dared not to resist anymore.

It was true that she had used him.

Matthew withdrew his body, starting the engine. The car roared away.

Leaning against the car window, Dolores thought for a long while before speaking again, “Just now, I made use of you without your permission. I was abrupt. How much do you want?

Matthew was speechless.

He wanted to yell at her, “Do I look like I’m short of money?”

“I don’t need money.”

Upon hearing it, Dolores couldn’t keep calm. “Then what’s the reward you want?”

He titled his head and gazed at her, his black eyes full of tenderness and playfulness. “How about return the favor with your body?”

Dolores was too shocked to speak.

The only thought on her mind was to escape from him as soon as possible.

How couldn’t she realize that he was shameless before?

Was he a rascal?

Matthew laughed, casting a glance at her eyes. “Are you swearing at me in your heart?”

Dolores’ face suddenly tightened, wondering if she had spoken what was on her mind just now.

Did he hear it?

Stammering, she tried to explain, “No. I’m not.”

Matthew curled his lips, and kept silent.

Dolores felt a sense of guilt. She wanted to change the subject, so she asked gingerly, “Where are we going?”

“I’m hungry.” He looked straight.

Sweat broke on Dolores’ body. She dared not to speak anymore.

Whatever she said, Matthew would surely contort the meaning.

about?” Matthew turned

a bit pale. As if he had realized something, he chuckled. “I won’t eat you. I meant I’m hunger

Dolores still kept silent.

a sudden. She

was all right

it was

She felt extremely embarrassed.

head, she wished she could

ruby cheeks, his lips

parked the car in

of the car window. It

belt, she pushed the car’s door open and got off. Matthew was waiting for her in front of

a faint nasal sound. Still

raised her head

arm on her shoulder. His posture was just as the same as hers just then. He said ambiguously,

breath passed through the hair around her

that he was flirting

away, regretting very

she had knew it would turn out to end in this way, she wouldn’t have

that she had dug her own

indeed had

But, how about herself?

had to bear being

meal is enough.” Dolores straightened up her shoulders.

“Let’s go.”

a step first and

found that she was

couldn’t keep on being like

it wouldn’t end since he could always request her to do something while

turned the table and seize the

slim back and touched his mouth corner,

chose a table beside the French window

unhurriedly, sitting opposite

a menu to

never been here before, so I don’t know about their special dishes. Please go

knowing what was on her mind. He didn’t expose it and took over the menu. Then he ordered a

back the menu. “All right. One moment

Then he left.

Matthew supported his forehead with one hand, his

out her hand to touch her face. “Is there

“Nah.”

what are you

“The beauty.”

Dolores was speechless.

dodged from his gaze.

the waiter brought them

Dolores had never tried. She felt starving as soon as seeing them, wondering how they would

bowl of soup.