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

She was obviously smiling, but the expressions in his eyes made her terrified.

Maria stepped back, distancing herself from him.

For the first time, she wanted to stay away from him.

At this moment, the doorbell rang again, accompanied by a waiter’s voice, “Is there anyone? I’m here to deliver wine.”

Maria was inexplicably relieved when she heard that it was just wine. She looked at the door and said, “My wine is here…”

“I called for it.” Matthew leaned against the cabinet, holding the wine glass in his hand. He tilted his hand slowly, pouring the red liquid down on the table. As the wine trickled down the edge of the table, he frowned staring at it as if the wine had not been agreeing with him. He slowly raised his eyes up, “I think there is other wine more suitable to us. What do you think?”

“Suit… Suitable wine?” Maria stammered. Did he want to drink with her?

Didn’t he hate her?

Did he figure it out?

Did he now find her attractive?

Holding back her inner joy, she said, “I will go open the door.”

Her footsteps towards the door were fast and looked a little messy.

The door opened. The waiter was standing at the door, holding two bottles of white wine in his hand.

Maria stared at him blankly for a moment and then said, “Come in.”

The waiter brought the wine in and placed it on the table. He opened one of the bottles and poured it into the flat-bottomed glass he had brought in.

After pouring the wine, the waiter stood up straight and said, “If you need anything, please call me anytime. Enjoy your stay here.”

After saying that, the waiter left the room and closed the door.

Maria stood beside the table and looked at the wine on it. She gulped and said, “White wine is too strong. I think red wine adds more to the ambiance.”

“I like strong. Do you dare to drink with me?”

His eyebrows were smooth, making him look a lot less domineering. The corners of his eyes were tilted upwards, and his eyes were twinkling with light. He looked really sexy male fairy.

Maria’s heart forgot how to beat.

She completely lost the control on her mind and nodded as if drunk on his appearance, “I dare.”

Matthew bent over, picked up a glass and offered it to her.

reached out to take

glass and drank it, following

as mild as red wine. It entered her throat with a burning sensation and ran along the esophagus to the stomach

covered her nose and mouth and said in an aggrieved tone,

Matthew refilled the glasses.

people courage as it stimulates the brain and makes them

high concentration of alcohol can

Getting drunk on wine, Maria leaned into Matthew’s chest, pressing her face into it and listening to his strong

overjoyed when he didn’t push her away. She hugged his neck, “Matthew, I love

handed her the wine, “Then

glass. However, she didn’t drink it but threw it on the ground. As the alcohol spread in the room, she pointed to her heart, “You want

chuckled, “I’ll prove it to

slowly opened the shoulder strap of her

opened the

from Matthew. If she could drink the wine, she would

was going to fall in love with her! He was definitely going to fall in love

from the

Smash!

bottle slipped from her hand and

mixed with shards of glass flew

Maria fell on

hands, “I can’t drink

down his wine glass, closed his eyes and held his forehead in

His cellphone vibrated suddenly.

out. The call was from Abbott; he

immediately, “I have

shortly

hung-up phone in his hand and frowned. Then he looked

didn’t specify

Matthew would not be satisfied if he brought the

confused when he saw the situation

But worse than that, Maria was lying on the bed without her clothes. What was going

cautiously at Matthew, “What happened

he wanted a

finally understand what Matthew meant and his eyes widened involuntarily, “Even if you don’t like her… After all she has followed you for a long time… to treat

look and Abbott

feeling uncomfortable. Her stomach seemed

didn’t realize that there were more people in the

two men lowered their heads and furtively glanced at the bed from time to