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

He calmly stared at ‘Dolores’, “What do you want me to do?”

‘Dolores’s’ heart thumped loudly. Matthew’s expressions were obviously calm but he looked inexplicably horrifying, “He… he didn’t do it on purpose. Forget it!”

“Thank you! Really, thank you for being so generous!” The waiter thanked again and again as he pushed his trolley towards the door to leave. As he closed the door behind him, he glanced at ‘Dolores’ but there were no good feelings for her in his heart.

Even a dog threatened others based in its master’s power. Obviously, if Matthew wasn’t besides her, who would have even recognized such a person?

‘Dolores’ walked over to hold his arm, “Matthew…”

“Aren’t you hungry? Let’s eat.” Matthew disregarded her touch.

‘Dolores’ hands were left hanging in the air stiffly. It was obvious that Matthew had just rejected her intimacy. But he had just promised to have a baby with her.

“Matthew, are you angry?” ‘Dolores’ probed him cautiously.

Matthew pulled a chair, not looking at her, and said lightly, “No, let’s eat.”

Seeing that he was not angry, ‘Dolores’ suppressed her uneasy heart. she restrained herself with difficulty and sat down to eat quietly.

Matthew put vegetables on her plate, “Eat more.”

‘Dolores’ blushed and felt a little shy. It turned out that Matthew actually treated Dolores quite well.

Happiness bloomed in her heart.

In order to make things go smoothly, she hadn’t been able to eat well or sleep well these few days. Now that she had come to Matthew’s side smoothly, she felt a lot relaxed. Her appetite was naturally better when she was in a good mood and she ate a lot.

Matthew handed her a glass of water, “Eat slowly.”

‘Dolores’ felt so happy that she could live with Matthew and sit with him to eat like this. She took a few sips of the water after receiving it. Then, maybe because she felt happy that Matthew gave it to her, she drank some more. After drinking a couple more mouthfuls, she said softly to Matthew, “Can you stay here with me today?”

Matthew hummed faintly.

‘Dolores’ was so happy that she forgot everything else. She even forgot that she had sprained her ankle. She stood up from the chair and wobbled, her belly hit the table and it hurt. She frowned, “It hurts.”

She opened her eyes, watching Matthew, longing for him to comfort her.

At this moment, Matthew’s phone rang and he took out his phone, looking at the caller ID. It was the villa’s landline. He didn’t pick it up immediately, but waited for ‘Dolores’ to go back to the room to rest.

the screen of

the company. Why, you want

angry and

pouted, “No, I will

on her face disappeared without a trace as soon as she shut the door behind

was Matthew

her well and sometimes he was so

puzzled, wondering what kind of

door close before walking to the

the call connected, “Where

first thing he said was

were on a business trip, but he didn’t believe it. His Mommy would never go on a business trip with Matthew without telling him and

go on the business trip without any clothes

was not in-line with

veins on the back of his hand become prominent. Extreme emotion filled his heart; he didn’t know how was Dolores right now,

nothing. Such a thing happened that he

slightly, “She is on a business

sister. Where is Mommy? If she is really with you then let me talk to her.” Samuel interrupted him, his voice a little hoarse, “If she is with

meticulous that he couldn’t hide

know how

had never been at such a

questioning, he

“Samuel…”

to explain. Just tell me exactly where my Mommy has gone or id she is in any danger. Please tell me. I have never been away

room in the villa, Samuel was standing next to the sofa, looking very small with his eyes

a moment and then said softly, “I will have Abbott to pick

Samuel hung

text message arrived. Only when the reminder

over and was waiting at the door

By this time, ‘Dolores’ should have

that

brought in a man who looked to be in his forties or fifties and was wearing a pair of

the cosmetic surgeon I got. He has been in the cosmetic surgery industry for more than twenty

sat on the sofa. Leaning back, he pressed his eyebrows with one hand and interrupted Boyce with the other. He was