Dolores didn’t close the door of her room. She had drawn a lot of drafts, feeling tired. Hence, she lay prone on the desk for a rest. Unconsciously, she fell asleep.
Charles slightly quieted down his movements to operate the wheelchair. When he arrived closer to the bed, he found that Dolores was napping. Reaching out, he picked up a draft on the tray table. The strokes on the paper were delicate and fluent. He could see that it was just a sketch, but her conception and design could make him understand at a glance what she wanted to express.
He could tell that she was quite professional.
Looking up at her, he wondered if she was a fashion designer.
“Young Master, she’s a fashion designer.” Amelia stepped in. Seeing that he was looking at Dolores’s draft, she moved closer to take a look. Sure enough, Dolores didn’t lie. Otherwise, how could she be able to draw such a stunning sketch at random?
Charles looked a bit annoyed as if it was because Amelia was speaking too loudly.
Immediately, Amelia lowered her head, pressing her lips in the grievance. She didn’t mean to wake up Dolores. She explained it to him by instinct when seeing that he was looking that the drafts.
“Amelia, you can’t be so restless in the future.”
Amelia lowered her head. “I got it, Young Master.”
“Hmm-”
In her nap, Dolores faintly heard someone speaking. Frowning deeply, she gradually opened her eyes.
“Did we wake you up?” Charles looked at the sleepy woman who just woke up.
Dolores raised her hands to rub her eyes. As soon as she did it, she found her arms were numb. “Hiss...” she didn’t feel comfortable.
“What happened? Did your arms become numb?” Charles reached out. “Is it this arm? Let me rub it for you.”
Dolores suddenly withdrew her arm that he gripped. Waving, she refused, “No, thanks. I can rub it myself.”
As she spoke, she kept rubbing the numb arm with strength so that it could recover as soon as possible.
Charles withdrew his hand without changing his expression. He wasn’t angry because Dolores was hiding from him. Instead, he asked, “Do you like it?”
Dolores didn’t get what he meant first.
When seeing the fish tank installed beside the bedhead, she understood what he was referring to. She nodded perfunctorily. “They are quite rare.”
Charles put down the draft on the tray table. When withdrawing his hand, he said, “As long as they could amuse you, they are quite lucky.”
Dolores lowered her head and pretended that she hadn’t heard what he said. She put away the drafts. “I just drew them at random.”
“Well, you are quite good at it. I guess you must be a well-known fashion designer,” although he sounded like asking her, he said quite affirmatively.
“Not really.” Dolores didn’t want to expose too much of her information to the man. She didn’t know anything about this man who looked gentle and kind.
After all, he shouldn’t be a simple man since he could act the tyrant in a locality.
“I believe what I’ve seen.” Charles was quite confident.
Dolores put the drafts upside down on the tray table. Obviously, she didn’t want to continue talking about this subject.
Charles was quite smart and sensible. He changed the subject immediately. “You must feel quite bore for staying in the house all the time.”
Dolores shook her head. “It’s alright.”
show you
on his
that she could get familiar with the environment if she went out,
didn’t want to be a cripple. She expected that her foot would
me help you up.” Charles reached out
to help Dolores up, afraid that she
certainly knew about Amelia’s purpose - she didn’t want
Hence, she took
at Amelia without saying anything. Then he
back at Dolores. “Let’s
that Dolores was staying in.
Dolores walk in. Charles said, “Put her
to send her away. Although she was reluctant, she dared not to
help Dolores to sit down on a chair and left the room. Before closing the door, she cast a glance
to tell her not to worry
that way, Amelia could
words in Charles’s presence, so Dolores
of the study was closed, Charles moved to the desk and seemingly asked
to a fashion design college, which required drawing
more alert to him. He was quite smart, and
smiled. “Do you like
didn’t have much time to read. Occasionally, she would read books relevant
and
could sense
all, everyone would care if
desk. The bookshelves were made of red sandalwood. They fully occupied the whole wall, covered with rows of books. Dolores
a thick
photo in the frame. However, with a single glimpse,
It was Victoria Forbis.
Matthew’s stepmother.
why Victoria’s photo would have appeared
was the relationship between
a mess and she couldn’t figure anything out
change in Dolores’s face. Sure enough, as soon as she saw the
looked at the woman in the
on Dolores’s reaction, Charles had confirmed his
is she?”
She felt extremely weird.
Victoria’s photo
book. “You can read this one when you have time. It’s quite
deliberately avoided
he purposely tested Dolores to see what she would react when seeing the photo so
cast him a glance. She sensed that
Don’t you like my recommendation?” Charles’s hand didn’t withdraw. He was still holding the book, trying to give it to
over for being polite. “Thank
was put back. Then she looked at Charles. “Amelia told me you are the only one left in
changed. Then he looked normal again. With a
and neat. He didn’t say anything
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Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap Chapter 182
Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker Chapter 182