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

He had a guilty conscience.

Jessica Lennon was hesitating. Previously, she wouldn’t doubt and have agreed with it.

Now that Jessica had promised Dolores Flores not to put pressure on her and wouldn’t even set her up with Sampson too. Jessica was not dared to agree on it.

“I need to call and ask Lola about this matter.” Jessica said while heading to grab the phone. Sampson held the phone, “Just a lunch. No need to ask her. I have brought my car here.”

Jessica relented. She was afraid that Dolores would be unhappy for her making such a decision.

It wasn’t easy for Dolores raised the whole family all by herself. Jessica didn’t want her daughter to be sad.

“Come on. We’ve known each other for so long, do you still mistrust me?” Sampson stood up.

Jessica had a look at the time. It was just 10 o’clock and not even time to have lunch, “Would it be too early for lunch now?”

“The restaurant that I reserved is quite far from here. When we get there, it would be noon already. Not early at all.” Sampson tried his best to convince Jessica.

Up to this point, it wouldn’t be good for her to refuse Sampson again. Jessica had no choice but agreed with it, “Have a seat on the sofa and wait for me. I’ll get the two kids ready.”

She untied her apron and went into the bedroom.

Samuel Flores was sitting at the bay window with Simona Flores in his arms. He was teaching her to draw with the tablet.

Dolores gave Samuel the tablet and phone to call his teacher, and he was able to play games too.

Jessica picked up Simona. Simona was still in her casual clothes, and she needed a change.

Samuel leaned against the soft cushions, playing with the tablet on his laps, and asked, “Grandma, why changing Simona’s clothes? Are we going out?”

“Yes. Your… Sampson said that he wants to bring us out for a lunch.” Speaking of Sampson, Jessica thought of her son.

Samuel sat up straight in a shock, blinking his eyes, and looked at Jessica, “Grandma, what did you just said?”

Jessica then patiently repeated her words.

Samuel put down the tablet and rushed to the door from the bay window. He slightly opened the door and looked through the doorway. Indeed, he saw Sampson there, sitting on the sofa with a bandage on his head.

Samuel recalled from the video he had seen in Matthew Nelson’s phone. It was about Dolores being chased after.

He had never seen his mother being so panicked and helpless.

Samuel clenched his hands tightly, “Such a two-faced liar.”

Sampson seemed like the right person on the surface, but secretly, he was actually harassing Dolores.

who was mumbling to himself at the door, “Do you want to change your

not.” Samuel answered in a cold voice. Wanted to

No way!

to

if this hypocrite would arrest them for threatening

of it, Samuel was chilled with

Samuel rushed into the bathroom

What to do?

going out

distressed. Suddenly, he remembered that he had Matthew’s number and dialled

WY Group.

stranger was in

was Matthew’s

he was the one who rented the

Matthew met Dolores who was almost being raped, and he didn’t

guy still bore it in

mocked as he entered, “Haha, I never thought that you might need my help too someday, after getting

he

to argue with him, “The things and plaintiff are

a lawsuit, a lawyer must get to

justify the availability of

gone too far. You’ve hired some of the best lawyers in my firm as your company’s

Huh…

sitting on the sofa wasn’t

his head while walking towards the sofa and stared at Dolores,

abroad and wasn’t in the country at that

had

didn’t

got the news from Abbott Baron that Matthew’s ex-wife, who was divorced after a month after their marriage,

last time. This time, I have to take a

was indeed

moved towards Dolores, but he was pulled at the collar of his

don’t take it like this. What for burning the bridges? Do you still want me to help you

stared, Dolores twirled her hair to gloss

Holmes was jaw dropped at the side. He couldn’t believe that the CEO of

behave. I need to have

me to tell her that you

Armand, “…”

Such a threat.

“Hmm?”

really wanted to slap himself