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

Boyce’s men caught Bess right after she had returned from the hospital. Then she was taken to the small flat.

“Is this your house?” Armand asked. Although he had known the answer, he still asked her, aiming to test if she was an honest woman.

Bess looked around the men in the room and answered honestly, “Yes, it is.”

She was quite smart. Sampson, who used to stay here, didn’t seem to be an ordinary man, and neither did those men in her house currently.

“Who have stayed here before?” asked Armand again.

“I don’t know them. The man gave me some money to stay here for the time being. There was a woman with him.” Bess didn’t dare to lie at all.

Matthew, sitting on the sofa, closed his eyes tightly when hearing Bess’s words, frowning deeply.

Armand took a glance at Matthew and asked, “Where are they now?”

“They are gone. The woman got injured. They went to see a doctor in the hospital, and she was fine. Then she was taken away.”

Armand’s eyelid twitched fiercely.

Hence, Dolores was injured for real, wasn’t she

He gingerly took another glance at Matthew. Boyce, standing next to him, dared not to utter any word.

The atmosphere had become more and more stressed. The coldness from somewhere made them so timid that nobody dared to utter a beep.

Matthew stood up and walked to Bess. He looked down at her, “How did she get injured?”

Bess could obviously feel how angry this man was. She dared not to tell him. Lowering her head, she was trembling all over.

“Speak!”

All the people in the room were shocked by his sudden outburst of anger. Bess directly knelt in fear with a loud bang. She winced in pain and stammered, “I... I don’t know. I was downstairs at that time. Mr. Herbert didn’t allow me to go upstairs.”

woman, “Are you here to find Ms. Flores? She was always locked up on

was almost anxious to death. Why

just saw that Ms. Flores wasn’t decent and blood oozed on her head. Mr. Herbert was naked. I heard them argue upstairs. I

say quite bluntly, but the implication was quite simple and obvious. Everyone knew what

their breath in the room,

livid, and the muscles on his face trembled.

the flame of anger. As if Bess had the guts to lie to him, he would kill her right away, he said in a low and deep voice, “Tell me.

I dare not to deceive you. I could tell that Mr. Herbert lied to me as he mentioned that Ms. Flores was his girlfriend. I found that Ms. Flores didn’t love him at all.

started begging, “I just rent my flat to them. I didn’t do anything. I’ve told you all that I

heading to Sichuan Province, our men checking at the pass would find them. Since Sampson Herbert wasn’t willing to be found, he didn’t dare to go through the highway or did he dare to take the plane. Even the IDs are needed to take

go after them now, probably we can catch

blue veins popping up on the back of his hands. If it weren’t that the rest reason remained kept reminding him not to lose control, he might have already lost his mind, and nor would he be able

with Abbott. Boyce, you

fake Dolores. However, he couldn’t delay looking for Dolores. Hence, it would be more efficient

as Armand. Right then, Matthew didn’t want to

leaving the flat, the woman who led them here was after

her a glance. He wrote a check to her. Although they hadn’t found Dolores, this woman was quite warm-hearted. He could see that

much and wasn’t educated. After a hesitation, she asked, “Is

they wanted

be exchanged for cash

One hundred thousand!

swallowing. The savings in her family was only eight thousand, less than ten thousand. This was a huge amount of money to her. She could hardly believe that

It was the first time he wanted to

The woman immediately took it over, holding it in her hands carefully. She was afraid that it would be broken so

headed in a different direction from that Matthew was heading. He

they were going to take.

the car and looked at the lights in the

like an invisible web that was closing up bit by bit. It was so tight that he found

his unawareness, carelessness, and