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.”

out and nodded,

to Sampson, “I know you are not a hooker with her client because I know almost

territory. No matter how rich and powerful he

returned to the room and closed the door. He said, “They are

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

were involved in pornography, so those officers always had sudden

to get downstairs by stepping on the roof, the room was still distant from the ground. She twisted her ankle when hopping down, so she

saw her figure and roared angrily, “Dolores

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

all, since she had managed to escape, Sampson would definitely know that she hadn’t

imagine what he

and ran fast to

let Dolores

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

to stop. Reaching out

can’t run away!” There

close to

her foot. Since she had been tied up by Sampson, she didn’t wear shoes. She was

didn’t know what had been stabbed into her

held the wall of the lane but

light. She rushed over, trying

Sampson’s footsteps were approaching her closer and closer, she looked around in a panic, trying to find a place

She even saw

then, how she wished that there would

she could only rely on

cheered herself up. Despite the pains,

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