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

“You are…”

“Mr. Golden, we are here to learn the method of making tea silk,” Charles spoke first and explained their purpose of visit.

The old looked at the people standing at the entrance. He narrowed his eyes, his wrinkles could be seen. His eyes were deep, he entered the house, “Let’s get in.”

The living room of the wooden house was small, it could not occupy all of the people. The security guards did not enter while they stood outside.

Even then, the house was crowded after they entered.

The design of the house was simple, it was Chinese style, there were eight chairs in the living room. A few drawings were hung on the wall on both sides. There was a newly created rubbish bin made of bamboo. They did not match each other and looked messy. A table was placed in the middle. The old sat on his seat.

He took a cigarette and ignited it, “Who wants to learn it from me?”

Dolores held Samuel’s hand and walked forwards, she said sincerely, “I want to learn the method of making tea silk from you. If you are willing to do so, please be the master of my business. The salary is up to you.”

He smoked vigorously and the white smoke was emitted. The special smell of the cigarette lingered in the small space. The smoke was different from the smell of those cigarettes found in the market. Instead, it was a faint herbal smell.

Matthew frowned slightly. If it were not because of Dolores, he would not come to this kind of place ever.

The old sized up Dolores under the white smoke. Finally, his sight rested on the jade bracelet on her wrist. Then, he glanced at Charles. Charles nodded at him.

He stopped looking at her, “I can teach you but I will not leave here.”

Their interaction was secretive. Although Matthew seemed to not concern about the issue, he noticed it clearly.

He curved his lips slightly.

He wanted to know why Charles coaxed Dolores to come here.

He stayed still.

He seemed like an outsider that never took part in that.

“Can,” Dolores agreed.

“It is painstaking to learn the skill, are you willing to do so?” The old asked.

of the children and take charge of the business. Just let me learn it, is it ok?” She realized that she had said something wrongly and explained, “I don’t mean to learn

“I know.”

her, she never suspected her

Theresa and said clearly, “I

room

this era? It was not in the past which the Kungfu skill would only be passed to one apprentice. He was just a master who

he only selected Dolores. Did he

bother Armand. He just looked at Dolores, “If you want to learn it, you should make

did not mind making him her master

She was surprised.

she did not

voice was heard in the living room. He did not look at anyone, he was playing with his daughter.

slightly. The old’s hand which held the cigarette pouch chattered

met the old’s suffering sight. The

distracted their attention by

I don’t like to teach people who are insincere, you all can leave now,” The old

the person who excelled in the ancient skill would have a

she did not only care about the pattern of the clothes, materials were important to

she could learn it, it was useful

them shabbily in his identity. She did not have to plan for the

hard so that she was eligible to be the woman by his side. She did not want to be the woman

was not a dependent woman, she would never show off because of his background. She would not depend on him even though she had given birth to

married a man and lost herself, her business and

the painful memory

willing to make you as my

stunned, he turned to look at her, “Are you

sure,” she

matter, she had the right to decide

to stay here for half a month if you

stay there for half a month, it was because she

if you are hesitant. I will not force you as it is

learn how to make the material but she did not

was why she was