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

"What are you doing?" His voice sounded as if it was coming out of his chest and sounded muffled.

"..."

After three seconds of silence, Dolores forced herself to be calm and said, "He just gave me a ride."

Matthew chuckled. His eyes were dark. He thought he was calm, but then he said fiercely, "If he just gave you a ride, why did he get so close to you? Are my eyes deceiving me? Or did he have other intentions?"

Dolores' eyelids fluttered after she heard what he said. And she thought he was narrow-minded.

"Matthew..."

"You go inside." He interrupted what Dolores was trying to explain to him.

Dolores' heart did a flip, and she stepped into the hotel with worry.

"Mr. White, get out of the car. Let's have a chat." His voice sounded very calm, although he only looked calm on the surface.

Charles got out of the car with the help of Tom. And then Matthew didn't look at him and walked towards the green area outside the hotel. And Charles followed him.

"Mr. Nelson, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Matthew abruptly stopped in his tracks. He turned around and lifted Charles' collar so hard that Charles' body left the wheelchair.

"You didn't understand my warning, did you?"

Charles's neck was squeezed by Matthew. Then he said in a choking voice, "I didn't do that. I think Mr. Nelson must have misunderstood me. I only met Miss Flores to ask her about some issues."

Matthew smiled coldly, looking clearly not convinced by what he said. Although Dolores had no other intentions towards Charles, Charles' intentions were very obvious.

"I think if Miss Flores would just say what happened before, then everything would be clear. And we don't have to take the time and effort to investigate something that happened so long ago. And it's not that easy to investigate it..."

Matthew increased the force of his hands. Then he leaned down slightly, looking condescending and aggressive, "I am interested in Victoria's stories, but I will never force her to say anything she doesn't want to say. Since you've touched my bottom line, this is the end of our cooperation. Then we will each investigate the matter separately according to our abilities."

Matthew finished his words and let go of his hand, then Charles fell into the wheelchair, shaking it a few times. The wheelchair looked like it was going to fall apart.

Charles said reluctantly, "Mr. Nelson, have you ever thought about how much you think we could find out if the past is deliberately concealed? Or how much time would it take us to get to the bottom of this?"

walking as he coldly curled his

from Charles, who wanted to find out what happened before because he wanted to avenge his adoptive father's finger being cut off,

to know why she hid her last name.

to know

about that secret inside, for

could make her change her attitude must not be simple. And

very conflicted, for he wanted to know the

arranged a dinner party to welcome her grandmother. He had called everyone together and reserved the largest private

a while to hide her

is my grandmother. She's the grandmother who sacrificed everything to raise me." Armand introduced his grandmother

your grandmother? Do you need to introduce me to everyone? We all know each other here. You told me that you were getting married at the end

stiffened, and he looked

grandmother could not say anything to him without asking him where his girlfriend was, as if she were possessed. And she

back and forth several times. And it took his grandmother just one morning to ask

felt like he was

to find a woman to get married at once so that Mrs. Leslie would stop

silence beside them. Theresa, on the other hand, seemed to have nothing to do with it. She neither interrupted her nor expressed her opinions. And she occasionally talked to Samuel, who was sitting next to

looked clearly

as Armand's wife. And

then at her grandmother, "My name is Theresa

name is Gordon, and your

Theresa nodded, "Yes."

Leslie asked again, "Do you have a

could say anything, Boyce answered for her,

Theresa

Mrs. Leslie sighed.

turned her head to look

as he spread his hands in despair, "Didn't you and Armand tell us that

Armand was speechless.

eyes lit up. Then she thought, "Is

her

Slap!

she said with a smile on her face, "Why didn't