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

Everyone had already come when Matthew and Dolores came down. Theresa took care of Simona, and Samuel was able to feed himself without the help of others.

"It appears that I’m not that late, as I'll be just in time for dinner." Charles entered in his wheelchair.

He stared at Dolores with a smile on his face. "You said you'd treat me to dinner, but I had to come up to you to get a meal. It shouldn't be you treating me. Instead, it should be me treating you."

Dolores returned and encountered the doll prank which made her forget about it. Dolores felt sorry about that, "I'm sorry that I forgot."

"It's OK. Didn't I come here to seek for you?" "How about treating me to a meal in the morning?" Charles said as he glanced at Matthew.

"Mr. White, are you too poor to purchase a meal?" Matthew teased Charles as he faked a smile. He placed his hand around Dolores’ shoulder and slid it to her waist. With a strong snap, Dolores' body was instantaneously stuck to his body.

"If it was not Ms. Flores who treats me to a meal, then it would be meaningless and tasteless no matter what I eat" Charles said as his gaze skimmed over the big hand around Dolores’ waist. His gaze flickered slightly as he smiled gently.

Dolores’ gaze darted back and forth between Charles and Matthew as she wondered why she had the impression that they were actually comparing and fighting with one other.

Why did the atmosphere become so tense?

She couldn't go back on her word, because she was the one who recommended treating Charles to a meal. "That's OK, you may join us".

Charles grinned as he glanced at the table not far away, where all her family members had seated half of the table "Is it proper to ask me to dinner with so many people? Shouldn't you inquire as to what I'd like to eat?"

"Sorry that I’m not considerate enough so where and what does Mr White want to eat?" For a time, Dolores’ expression changed subtly as she hadn't expected Charles to become so picky today.

He used to be very easy-going.

"Turn right out of the hotel, there's a breakfast shop named FSB not far away. The breakfast from the store is delicious, I particularly like the leaf-lard bun from the store, I wonder if Ms Flores, could you treat me to have it?"

"Alright," Dolores replied as she kept her grin on her face.

Dolores didn't appear to comprehend at this point in the conversation that Charles just wanted her to invite him alone, so Charles spoke up and reminded her, "You're inviting me alone, right?"

Dolores said without hesitation, "Yes".

to follow?" He

was pushing

as he was ready to let them out, he felt a strong tug on his

him. She grasped the edge of his shirt and said, "Daddy come and eat, I peeled eggs

touched her daughter's hair. "Then please take care of Simona," she said

peeled for you...," Simona drew Matthew to the table in the same way she drew Dolores back to her

Dolores remarked as he

to the front as he turned

far and Tom who used to be with Charles didn't

you?" Charles spoke

the one who said I'd treat you to a meal but I forgot so

I mean was that I asked just

taken aback by his persistence in

not good to talk about that

was why he phoned Dolores so early and mentioned the treat in order to ask

I'm capable of." Dolores said honestly. Anyways, he did save her, although she was forced to repay by Matthew. But anyhow she still considered Charles as her friend and

"The store is

you have something to say?" Dolores

eating is more essential. I

door, someone opened the door and brought them to the compartment without having to say anything. They were then served with the store's special breakfast, which featured

picked up one and put it onto Dolores’

she could see the crust was crystal clear and looked just like crystal and there was a ball of filling in it. As she clipped up and was about to put it into her mouth, Charles reminded,

entire bun into her mouth. The soup and the filling which was with a strong seafood taste occupied her mouth. It was not greasy but satisfying. Just with a bite, they could eat something that was so wonderful. She covered up as she knew that her eating face

the right way to eat and enjoy

of porridge. It was white porridge, there was no unique taste when having it. The faint scent of marrow lingered in her mouth after

and put into a ceramic jar. Next, pour in the bone soup. Simmer it for an hour. This porridge looked no difference from the normal white porridge

for good food?"

a drink of water, his gaze fixed on the gently swirling water in the cup. After a while, he slowly lifted his eyes, "I’m not really studying. I mean, I did some research about the food