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

Then she swiped to answer the call.

“Hey, it’s me.”

“OK.”

Dolores looked down, walking back to the living room. She didn’t speak first. Instead, she just held the phone, waiting for him to speak again.

“I’m downstairs of your apartment. Do you have time now? I want to meet you,” said Sampson.

He only spoke again after they both were silent for a moment.

Dolores answered him with a faint hum. She hung up the phone and took off the apron. Then she walked to Samuel’s room and knocked on the door. “Samuel, I have something to deal with downstairs. Grandma will be back soon. Don’t go out, OK?”

Samuel was standing next to the window, looking down. He saw Sampson talking to Jessica downstairs. Hearing Dolores’ voice, he answered, “Got it.”

Dolores changed into her shoes and went downstairs. In the park, Sampson was talking to Jessica. He wanted to hold Simona, but Jessica refused him. “She’s quite naughty,” she made an excuse.

Jessica never had rejected him before.

This time Sampson definitely felt the alienation from her.

Since she knew that Sampson’s mother had gone to Dolores and realized that he couldn’t marry Dolores, Jessica naturally couldn’t treat Sampson as dearly as before.

After all, in the past, she used to see Sampson as her future son-in-law.

Hence, from now on, she couldn’t continue being enthusiastic to bring him and her daughter together.

It was also unnecessary for the kids to be so intimate with him.

“Excuse me, Aunt Jessica. Did I do anything wrong?” Sampson asked.

“Nope. Nothing goes wrong.” Jessica hurriedly waved her hand, trying to explain, “This little girl doesn’t feel well these days. I’m just afraid she’ll cry.”

“I’ve watched her grow up since her childhood and she’s familiar with me. She won’t cry if I just hold her.”

“Good evening, Sampson.”

Dolores rushed over. “Mom, it’s getting cold now. Please take Simona back home.”

“OK.” Jessica said farewell to Sampson and left in a hurry with Simona in her arms.

“Had dinner yet?” Dolores asked.

Sampson smiled slightly. “I haven’t. Would you cook for me?”

“Of course.”

smiled at

we have

“Sure.”

obvious that their relationship had

not as close as

ahead. “If I tell you that I’ve just got to know

don’t know.” Dolores gave him

don’t trust me.” Sampson smiled

her attitude to him would definitely change after Dolores got to know the truth. Sure

I are in danger at the same time, who will you rescue?” Suddenly, Dolores stopped and looked at Sampson. “This is a ridiculous question, isn’t it? But you would definite rescue

so sure?” Sampson stared at

After all, blood is thicker than water. The family affection is the most precious. She’s your younger sister. If you could even ignore your own sister’s life and death, you would be an extremely ruthless and cold-blooded man. Then how could you love someone and how could a woman accept the

didn’t speak, gazing at

was correct. Between Maria and her, Maria had higher priority than she had

thicker than water. It was

his negligence that caused Maria

I would

me either. Let’s remain the same as we used

concern for him now, but he had never expected that she could

had done for her all these years deserved to make

of the

that Dolores

were boiling up in Sampson’s heart

Suddenly, he laughed.

he asked, “Can you really ignore how well I’ve been

brother.” Dolores said that from

Maria who planned her car accident, she didn’t look into it just because

attitude now, as well as for

into the jail, Sampson

brother, I’m really a

biological younger sister

Dolores didn’t

again, walking with

life.” She also smiled. “I have planned to accept you. After all, we’ve known each other for

he’d been taking care of

Helen White would become

tightly. “She and I are different persons. You can’t deny me just because of her. This

think it’s alright?” She knew he was deceiving himself as well as others

up, do you want to deny me and my love to you?” Sampson asked in an almost

Dolores didn’t explain.

She never denied him.

be together

he who