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

The sunshine was falling down warmly, hanging in the light blue sky without the harshness of the summer. It wasn’t too warm; wrapping the body like a soft and comfortable long-worn cotton underwear. The wind that blew occasionally also didn’t feel cold.

The sunshine was just right, but on the balcony in front of the courtyard sat a woman with scattered black hair. The windows of the balcony were open for her to be able to breathe in the fresh air but she looked as if she was in a lot of pain. The balcony was installed with an anti-escape window and she was locked in the room. This was the only place from where she could see the outside world.

Apart from a servant, the only person left was Sampson. Sampson had never left this place since she was brought there, but today, he had left this place for some reason.

On the surface, it seemed like he believed that she had amnesia and didn’t give her the injection, but actually he didn’t believe her. He hardly allowed her to leave his sight for even a second and even made the servant follow her when she went to the bathroom.

She had thought that on a day like today she would be able to breathe freely and find a way to leave but Sampson had locked her in the house.

The only window in this room was this balcony, but it was also sealed. It was like she would have to turn into a butterfly if she wanted to escape from here.

She closed her eyes slowly. If she was not there, were Samuel and Simona going to look for her?

Were they missing her?

What were they all doing right now…

Also, was Matthew worried about her? Was he looking for her…

She didn’t know anything.

At this time, there was the sound of the door opening.

Dolores opened her eyes immediately. Her expressions of pain and anxiety disappeared and was changed into a look of blank ignorance.

She clenched her hands behind her back and stared at the door.

Sampson was wearing black casual clothes, a peaked cap and black sunglasses. He took off his hat and sunglasses as he opened the door.

“Lola, I am back.” He put what he had just removed on the table, closed the door and walked towards Dolores.

Dolores took a step back calmly, pretending to be unhappy, “You keep me locked in the house, don’t even take me out. You say you love me but why do I feel like I am being imprisoned?”

her, “Idiot, I am protecting you. There are too many bad people outside. I am afraid that if

her nose and lowered his head

was afraid that he would suspect

she was, she could only endure. She pretended to be shy and gave him a light playful push, “I haven’t even had lunch

not hungry; it was just an excuse to make him let

and glanced at the time, “It’s almost two o’clock, why

“You locked the door, even the servant couldn’t open it. How would I have

In order to keep Dolores from running away, he didn’t trust anyone. He had reservations even about the servant he had bought at

her chin, asking

think? You keep me shut up in a room like a prisoner and not even give me

and apologize, “It’s my fault, I

dare not.” Dolores

As long as you want

innocently and looked at him expectantly, “Then, I want to go

promised, hugging her shoulders, “But before you out, you have to eat first. Let’s go, what do you want to eat,

and she

in his arms,

TV. Hearing Sampson, she put down the

sofa. He picked up a strand of her hair and kissed it. He was obsessed with her smell and her appearance.

with disgust and asked tentatively, “When will you take me

Sampson squinted at her as

lashes trembling slightly. She couldn’t dare

her, “I just went out to arrange it and I will take

in contact with anyone which was also planned

traces. Regardless of whether Matthew could figure out that the Dolores at home was

He was going to leave City B through a small road and then go to a county in Sichuan Province where there were many mountains and the roads

from this country

her forever

had no regrets left in this

felt like she was just struck with thunder. He wanted to take her away