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

Subconsciously, Dolores hid her hand behind her back.

It was an extremely important matter for her, and she couldn’t be threatened by the other party all the time.

Particularly, it would do harm to her children at any time, and she couldn’t keep calm and do anything.

“Yes. It’s quite important for me.” She said firmly. “You can go in first. I’ll be right back.”

As she spoke, Dolores turned around and strode outside.

Matthew gazed at her rushing back, squinting. He always felt that something was wrong with her as if she was hiding something from him.

As soon as Thomas saw Dolores leave, he immediately trotted over. “Why is Mrs. Dolores leaving? Mr. and Mrs. Nelson are still waiting for her inside.”

Mathew frowned at him coldly as if he wanted to freeze Thomas.

Meeting his eyes, Thomas shut up immediately.

He knew that Matthew didn’t get along with Jayden and Victoria. Probably he was angry that they didn’t inform him ahead before coming over.

At the thought of it, Thomas explained to Matthew, “It’s for your own good when Mr. and Mrs. Nelson came over this time.”

Matthew is not in the mood to listen to him.

For his own good?

He sneered in his heart. Striding into the living room, he made the temperature around him drop, emanating coldness to others.

Thomas didn’t dare to utter a beep, following him in.

In the living room, seemingly there were never so many people gathering together, making the empty room lively.

Jayden was sitting on the host’s seat, and beside him was sitting Victoria.

Jessica was sitting with the two kids on the right side. Coral was standing behind Victoria. Seeing him walk in, everyone turned to look at him.

“Why did you come back alone?” Jayden spoke first to break the ice, his voice full of uncovered excitement.

Matthew sneered. “Who else do you want to meet?”

They were the father and son, but they were always like enemies whenever encountering each other - exceptionally hateful to each other.

Jayden’s hands suddenly clenched. Tightly holding the leather on the sofa armrest, he tried his best to suppress his anger. “Am I not your father?”

“I didn’t have a choice.” Matthew sat on the sofa.

Simona stared at Matthew pitifully. If it weren’t that Jessica pulled her to stop her, she would have thrown herself into his arms as soon as Mathew came in.

On the contrary, Samuel was extremely calm as if he knew what the elders of the Nelson family had come here for.

what was on the

angry, but he always couldn’t keep calm whenever

held his trembling hand and comforted him, “Calm down. You have a

said impatiently. When he was speaking, he looked over at Simona. The

he had got used to the soft little bum who always pounced at him and asked him to

hand tightly, stop him from getting angry because

in his chest. Pointing at the folder on the desk, he said, “Take a look yourself. Give me an explanation after reading it. Don’t try to retort me. The evidence is here. Don’t try to hide anything

Matthew didn’t move.

the son looked into each other’s eyes. In the silent confrontation, a

...

became quite

“Daddy.”

Simona’s sweet call that broke

Jessica reminded her, patting on her

eyes, Victoria reached out

from the sofa and threw herself into Matthew’s arms. She

call. Matthew restrained himself and rubbed

“You bastard!”

Jayden stood

was the father of those children, so he didn’t tell Jayden, either. It was all right since Matthew didn’t

just

still recognized him as

fear, hiding in

stroked her back and comforted her, “Don’t

speak, blinking

must have misunderstood something. She immediately mediated a dispute. She walked to the table and handed the folder to Matthew. “Mr. Nelson, please take a

want to take a look. When he

He paused.

DNA test was

and the hair of Samuel

looked up at

wondered what

in confusion. She asked, “Grandma Coral, why did

hair, she answered, “Nothing special. I just want to help your daddy see

gaze fell back on the

DNA test result

it, he couldn’t understand. Then his sight slowly moved down. Feeling as if his heart was about

result should that a similarity

the

that couldn’t be suppressed any longer and never had surged so heavily in his

he the father of Simona and

could

silence, he tossed the paper. He suddenly stood

ironically, “What

they wanted to tell him by faking such