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?”

over and hugged her, “Idiot, I am protecting you. There are too many bad people outside. I am afraid that if you go out other people will harm you, hurt you. You

nose and lowered his head to

was afraid that he would suspect that she

be shy and gave him a light playful

was just an excuse to make him

the time, “It’s almost two o’clock, why haven’t

mouth was curved in an especially mocking arc, “You locked the door, even the servant couldn’t open it. How would

running away, he didn’t trust anyone. He had reservations even about the servant he had bought at a high price and

chin, asking her to look

think? You keep me shut up in a room

my fault, I overlooked.

dare not.” Dolores lowered her

nothing to be afraid of. As long as you want it, I will definitely satisfy you.” Sampson promised, patting his

widened her eyes innocently and looked at him expectantly, “Then, I want to go out, can you take

shoulders, “But before you out, you have to eat first. Let’s go, what do you want to eat, I will have the

he actually agreed to take her out and she might have a chance

down the stairs with Dolores in his arms, “Bess, cook

wiping the dust off the TV. Hearing Sampson, she put down the cleaning

hair and kissed it. He was obsessed with her smell and her appearance. Whenever he was with her, he always wanted

churning with disgust and

Sampson squinted at her

long lashes trembling slightly. She

Sampson took a deep breath and hugged her, “I just went

not been in contact with anyone which was also planned at that

contact between him and anyone else, it would have left traces. Regardless of whether Matthew could figure out that the Dolores at home was not the real one, Sampson couldn’t take any risk to let anyone know that Dolores was

card, whether it was a train ticket or a plane ticket. The real-name system made it very easy to expose them. So, he had prepared a car and had decided to not get on a highway. 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

away from this country so

he was going to be able to live with her forever and even have their own children in

no regrets left in this

struck with thunder. He wanted to take her away