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

“Do you want me to take her back for interrogation?” To find any clue about Dolores, Boyce was afraid he was going to have to question her.

Matthew closed his eyes, looking a bit tired, “No need.”

This woman was still useful for him to keep.

Boyce knew that he had a plan so he didn’t say much about this matter, “This is obviously a huge conspiracy. First, Beulah, Maria and then this fake Ms. Flores came to you. They did so much, just for this fake Ms. Flores to come to you? How is this beneficial for Maria?”

Matthew opened his eyes quickly. What had happened during this period of time quickly converged in is head. Beulah’s death wasn’t necessarily directly connected to Maria, but because of Annabelle she had been willing to die herself. She had never had freedom, so it was better for her to help her daughter succeed.

So, what was the benefit to Maria?

She was not the kind of person who did things for others for nothing in return.

Why would she help Annabelle, not even hesitating to get into danger?

The relationship between her and the Herbert family was not good. The only one from the Herbert family who had a good relationship with her was Sampson, but he had already gone to…

“This is not good.” Matthew stood up suddenly.

Unable to keep up with his thoughts, Boyce asked, “What is the matter?”

“I am afraid Sampson is no longer in there.” He stepped forward and walked towards the door.

Boyce quickly followed behind him, “How is it possible that he is not in jail? It is not that he can easily escape…” At this point, he realized that something was wrong, “Could it be the Herbert family was not true to their word?”

Matthew glanced at him. This may not have anything to do with the Herbert family but to do with Maria.

The door opened and on the other side Abbott was holding Samuel and standing with his hand raised about to knock.

Matthew stopped and looked at Samuel in Abbotts arms, his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.

“Where is my Mommy?” Samuel looked at him.

Originally, Matthew had planned to have Samuel meet the pretend Dolores to make him feel at ease. But now, he couldn’t accept the idea od him calling that woman ‘Mommy’.

With trembling fingers, he raised his hand and touched him on the cheek gently, “You are a man, you should behave like one.”

Samuel’s expressions were tense.

Obviously, what Matthew had just said was a bad omen.

in

hugged him, but he didn’t say anything else. His eyes were red and he was still trying his best to keep his tears from falling. His voice was extremely hoarse as he said, “I am a man, I won’t cry. I

his embrace. The

pressed himself close to his heart, listening to his heartbeat

collar tightly and said

hummed softly

at Abbott and said with a deep voice, “Keep an eye

he walked

What woman? What was

one inside is fake. She is still useful so don’t let

Abbott, “…”

What?

one had come in her place? What was

have much time to talk to him. He patted Abbott on the shoulder, followed after

call to see if Sampson

had been replaced. The one in the jail was not him, but looked

looked at Matthew in the back seat through the rearview mirror,

we do now?”

Maria.” Matthew’s voice was low and deep, as if each syllable was coming from deep in

he understood and drove faster. Soon, the

play with Uncle Boyce for a while, I will go

do, but he knew that the place

me take you to my

and

Nelson.” Nick

was Boyce’s subordinate,

nodded and Nick led the

at night, through the corridor

here, no one will bother you. I will

At the end of the corridor, there was a strong wall with a small window above it with an electric anti-escape grid. The door was next to

pushed open the door of the room. There was no window in the small square room. On the ceiling, there was a white energy

they had caught her that night. The pajamas were torn and crooked, exposing large

on her head and the corners of

at Matthew with a smile, “Came to see me

door, stepped calmly and steadily to stand in front of

her head to meet his gaze and smiled, “What are you doing looking at me like that?

she felt something was fishy. By this time, he should have

hug me with Dolores right