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

Matthew Nelson looked up as his eyes fell on Dolores’s hand covering her chest, and asked, “Scalded?”

“…”

Dolores Flores twisted her head as she couldn’t abide his gaze, “No.”

After saying this, she headed to the meeting area and sat on the sofa. She stooped down to draw out a few pieces of tissue paper and wiped the water stains off her neck.

Suddenly, her vision was blocked. Matthew had come over unexpectedly. Dolores coughed lightly, “Why are you here? You’ve so many things to deal with.”

When Dolores delivered the water in, a massive pile of documents was waiting to be signed on Matthew’s desk.

Matthew seemed to hear nothing and grabbed the tissue in Dolores’s hand, “I’ll wipe it for you.”

“That’s okay.” Dolores tried to grab the tissue in Matthew’s hand, but she missed it as Matthew raised his hand.

“Be good.” Matthew squatted down in front of her legs. He gently pulled her collar open to wipe the water stain on her skin.

Matthew lowered his eyes, wiping her gently, and he looked solemn. Dolores was into a light trance for a few seconds.

She slightly turned her head around, not daring to stare at him for too long.

She was afraid.

Afraid that all of this was just a magnificent dream.

Unreal.

“Don’t be too nice to me.” Dolores didn’t want to fall in.

Falling into the trap of his tenderness.

She didn’t think about her identity deliberately, but that was the truth.

After that night, she thought that she would never have a love for the rest of her life.

She had lost the qualification to have a good life.

She couldn’t deny that the traces of Matthew inside her were getting deeper throughout these years. It wasn’t indelible but not to be ignored. She was like used to his domineering, him being light-minded, and him being considerate occasionally. Matthew was taking over her heart gradually.

Matthew chuckled, “I want to be nice to you.”

Dolores’s eyes were red. She didn’t want Matthew to notice it, so she sneered, “Such a bad taste.”

“…”

time hearing someone

smirked, “Yeah, indeed a bad taste. You don’t

being so

chin, and cheek weren’t the most outstanding ones, but when

pure,

she was gentle, intellectual, and even

Knock, knock...

and looked at Dolores for a moment before he stood up. He grabbed his suit on the sofa and gave it

looked at herself then took it and draped it

it on, Matthew then spoke in a low voice, “Come

Baron walked in

way. After entering Matthew’s office, he

home wasn’t as big as a corner of

down.” Abbott

bit embarrassed for being impolite just

brought what you wanted. Have you planned what to

looking at Matthew, and

to do next? Let me tell you something. As you just came back and know nothing about the situation in the country. The DC Law Firm in City B is very famous in the country. All of their lawyers are elite. If we can hire

darkened, “I had found one originally, but when he

then understood Matthew’s intention at

only the evidence that Terry had, it wouldn’t be possible

find someone and spend

talking?” Terry stared at

the thing and

you.” Terry wasn’t distrusting Dolores. Just that this wasn’t a matter for only one person, but the two of them should try, not just

knew that this wasn’t

it had been

this case isn’t simple at all. The Herbert family was well-known and respected. They won’t allow such thing

nervous and bounced

asked you to give me the stuff. There’s someone here to help

“Who…”

Terry reacted immediately.

he quickly closed

standing beside him with a cold face all the

Dolores nodded.

hand back,

put all the things he brought on