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. I got it.

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

No matter how rich and powerful he was, he couldn’t compete with a local tyrant and he didn’t want to get in

closed the door. He said, “They

he could finish his words, he 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

pornography, so those officers always had sudden inspections. For the guests to escape, such type of roof was built

stepping on the roof, the room was still distant

her figure and roared

the urge of death. She ignored the pain in her ankle and only

Sampson would definitely know that

could imagine what he would do to her after he caught her

downstairs and ran

let

not everywhere. It was quite dim with all kinds of lanes in this neighborhood. Occasionally, there was a barbecue stall on the roadside. The air was full of

which was quite dark. Nothing could be seen. She dared not to stop. Reaching

There

close

horror and panic and kept walking forward. She might have stepped on something, which stabbed into her foot. Since she had been tied up by Sampson, she didn’t wear shoes. She was running barefoot, which was beneficial in that she wouldn’t make any sounds

been stabbed into her foot.

lane but

saw the light. She rushed over, trying to stop it, but

shattered. As Sampson’s footsteps were approaching her closer and closer, she looked

voice had become closer. She even saw the flashlight

that

she could only rely on herself to get rid

cheered herself up. Despite the pains, she kept running

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