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

The night was quiet.

Matthew’s car stopped in front of the villa and the headlights turned off. He opened the door and got out.

Passing through the front yard to the door of the villa, he pushed it open to reveal the living room that was lit with soft yellow night light. It was quiet as if everyone had already gone to sleep; there was no sound.

He took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa. Pulling at his collar, he walked towards the room where Samuel slept.

Pushing open the door he saw that the light was still on. Dolores was lying on one side of the bed with Simona in her arms.

Simona’s eyes were red as if she had just cried. She was sleeping but still sobbing occasionally.

Matthew hadn’t come back. She had sat on the sofa to wait for him and had not wanted to sleep.

No matter what Dolores tried, she couldn’t coax her.

When it was almost midnight, she was still unwilling to sleep even though her eyelids were drooping sleepily. Dolores picked her up and took her to the room but she burst into tears and asked Dolores if her Daddy didn’t want her anymore.

Dolores had hugged her and kissed her on the cheek, and she had told her that it wasn’t true.

But she hadn’t believed her. Children raised by a single parent were insecure like this, Simona was no different.

She kept saying while buried in Dolores arms that she was a child without a father.

She had cried and Dolores had cried with her.

Later she was tired from crying and had fallen asleep in Dolores arms.

Dolores kept hugging her, not letting her go and had fallen asleep with her.

Samuel was sleeping on the other side of the bed. The bed was wide so the three of them didn’t look crowded. Matthew walked over and gently removed Dolores arm from around Simona and wrapped it around his neck. He wrapped his own arms around her waist and picked her up.

Dolores felt that someone was moving her. She opened her eyes and saw that it was Matthew. She said sleepily, “You…”

He shushed her with a look.

Dolores swallowed the words back and let Matthew take her out of the room.

Matthew took her upstairs.

“Did you drink?” Dolores asked him.

The smell of alcohol on his body was very strong, mixed with perfume.

“Yeah.”

lowered her eyes, “Who

Maria so he said,

but said

care-free smile, Matthew asked, “Why the

“You are a married man, don’t mess

his forehead on to hers, “Then satisfy me so

door of

come into this room. The light in the bedroom was very dim and there are shadows everywhere. Compared to the room downstairs, this one was deep and dark. The main color theme was of black and gray,

a large soft bed. Her body sank down in the mattress as he leaned on top of her, his

looked down at

and she turned her head

her chin, not allowing

me.”

He could feel her hand on his chest through his shirt. His voice was deep

are you…?” Dolores was stiff and dared not to

was afraid that he

her body, pressing close into her body. He buried his head in her neck

his breath shattered her into a million pieces,

She was really nervous.

also forbearing, “I have done so much for you,

to be calm, but

between his teeth, biting on it. Dolores pushed him away forcefully, “You are

drunk. I know exactly what I am doing.” He spelled every word clearly,

let you to stay here with

trembled with her

to like him very much and had become very dependent on him in

had never seen her daughter cry with that much sadness before, especially her sentence ‘I am a child

down the corners of her eyes down her temples, getting

hoarse voice, “You

“I will.”

inhaled her fragrance deeply, his fingers dexterously

Dolores shivered.

hugged her and calmed her heart, softly soothing her,

he tore apart her heart that was hiding fear

was trembling

Matthew looked down at her teary face, his eyes dark and deep, “I am not a wolf, I won’t

sniffed and said

Matthew was speechless.

all wet and yet she

said softly, “If you are unwilling, I

sentence, he was