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

“Who is there?” Sampson didn’t want to open the door, because he wasn’t sure who was knocking on the door.

Dolores gazed at the door. Her heart hammered. She wondered if Matthew had tracked them here.

She was full of expectant.

The person outside the door was quite determined. He pounded at the door again with loud bangs, “Open the door now! Or we’ll break in!”

Sampson seemed to realize who was outside the door. He cursed in a low voice, “How come there are anti-pornography officers?”

He turned around and tucked Dolores into the quilt. He said, “No matter who will enter the door, you can’t utter any sound.”

Dolores heard his curse just now, so she roughly knew that it wasn’t Matthew outside.

In fact, she doubted if Matthew would come to find her.

She had so much uncertainty about him.

After all, they had parted from each other for such a long time.

However, she still had a ray of hope, hoping and expecting his rescue.

Since she wasn’t sure if she could escape successfully right now, she wouldn’t expose her intention to Sampson. She obediently nodded in agreement, “I won’t.”

“Good girl.” Sampson rubbed her head. Then he turned around and opened the door. When the door was open, people outside broke in aggressively. Then an undercover cop walked in with a solemn look, “You two...”

“Excuse me, Officer. Please don’t misunderstand. We’re not in an improper relationship. The girl on the bed is my girlfriend. She doesn’t feel well, and she’s mute.” As he spoke, Sampson pulled out his ID with a pile of cash under it, roughly twenty thousand in total. He handed all of them to the officer and said, “Here is my ID.”

The policeman took over the ID and rubbed secretly to know how much was under it. He put all of them into his pocket expressionlessly. Then he took a perfunctory glance at the ID and said to other policemen, “All right. They are not.”

They left the narrow room one after another. The lead also gave them a kindly reminder before going out, “You’d better not stay in such a kind of hotel in the future. It’s unsafe and your relationship would be easily misunderstood.”

and nodded, “Yes, Sir.

his voice and whispered to Sampson, “I know you are not a hooker with her client because I know almost all the hookers

smiling. After all, he was not in his territory. No matter how rich and powerful he was, he couldn’t compete with a local

to the room and closed the door.

found the woman on the bed was missing. The bedhead was next to the window, which was open now. His expression changed and rushed over. Then he peered out of the window, only to find a small roof below. It wasn’t built on this building

pornography, so those officers always had sudden inspections. For the

stepping on the roof, the room was still distant from the ground. She twisted her ankle when hopping down,

and

hearing his roar, Dolores fastened her paces as if she had heard the urge of death. She ignored the pain in her ankle and only wished that she could run faster so that Sampson wouldn’t

she had managed to escape, Sampson would definitely know that she

imagine what he would do to her after he

downstairs and ran fast to

let Dolores

all kinds of lanes in this neighborhood. Occasionally, there was a barbecue stall on the roadside. The air was

stop. Reaching out and waving her

There was

was close to

Sampson, she didn’t wear shoes. She was running barefoot, which was beneficial in that she wouldn’t make any sounds when running, but the shortage was that her feet would be

what had been stabbed into her foot. It hurt

held the wall of the lane but didn’t dare to

the light. She rushed over, trying to

footsteps were approaching her closer and closer, she looked around

voice had become closer. She even saw the flashlight shaken in

then, how she wished that there would be

she was quite sure that she could only rely on

herself up. Despite the pains, she

a concrete road after she ran out of the lane. There was a