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

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.”

I show you around?”

smile on

could get familiar with the environment if she went

the injured foot. She didn’t want to be a cripple. She expected that her foot would

up.” Charles

help Dolores up, afraid that she would agree

Amelia’s purpose - she didn’t want Dolores

do Amelia a favor. Hence, she took Amelia’s arm. “Okay. Amelia, please help

Amelia without saying anything. Then he operated

back at Dolores. “Let’s go to my

the first floor, not far away from the room that Dolores was staying in. They arrived

said, “Put her on the chair.

a lot, but obviously, Charles wanted to send her away. Although she was reluctant,

and left the room. Before closing the door,

latter wanted to tell her not to worry because

that way, Amelia could

she couldn’t speak out those words

door of the study was closed, Charles moved to the desk and seemingly asked at random, “Have

college, which required drawing skills. It’s

alert to him. He was quite smart, and he could

smiled. “Do you

have much time to read. Occasionally, she

can’t walk and I don’t have many friends. Only these books

well, Dolores still could sense

everyone would care if he couldn’t

bookshelves behind the desk. The bookshelves were made of red sandalwood. They fully occupied the whole wall,

blue cover and was a thick book. He handed it over to Dolores. While doing so, he carelessly

didn’t intentionally peep at the photo in the frame. However, with a single glimpse, she couldn’t

It was Victoria Forbis.

Matthew’s stepmother.

Victoria’s photo would

the

mess and she couldn’t figure anything out at

face. Sure enough, as soon as

her wrist again. He picked up the frame and looked at the woman in the photo.

reaction, Charles had confirmed

she?”

She felt extremely weird.

could Victoria’s

to handing her his favorite book. “You can

avoided

purposely tested Dolores to see what she would react when seeing the photo so

cast him a glance. She sensed that he treated

you like my recommendation?” Charles’s hand didn’t withdraw. He was still holding the book,

the book over for being polite. “Thank you.

looked at

normal again. With a faint smile,

was simple and neat.