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

Matthew remained silent and Armand panicked. He wanted to save his grandmother, but he didn't want Dolores to be in danger. Sampson did all this just to get Dolores. If she went over, would she ever come back?

Sampson had the bomb on him.

If it was just a stranger being taken hostage by Sampson, Dolores might be hesitant, but it was Armand's grandmother, the only family member of Matthew's best friend. She couldn't let her get hurt because of her.

Sampson laughed. His laughter came out of his chest, full of mockery and sarcasm, "Lola, I told you that only I love you, only I would do anything for you. You open your eyes and look at Matthew. Does he care about you?"

"I'll go and you let go of Mrs. Leslie," Dolores said, her face expressionless. She ignored Sampson's words.

Looking at Dolores' calm face, Sampson lost control and shouted, "Wake up! Is he not afraid that I will die with you and we will be a ghost couple?"

"He's crazy!" Armand gritted his teeth in anger, "He might really do that. He had the bomb on him and obviously wanted to die with us."

Matthew still kept silent, like an extremely patient cheetah, waiting for the opportunity to take his prey down in one shot.

Dolores continued, "What you want is me. It's personal and it should be settled by us. You holding an old woman hostage will only make me hate you more!"

Sampson's eyes went red, "What did you say?!"

He was shocked and couldn't suppress his frustration, "You hate me?! Haha ... you hate me?!" His smile suddenly disappeared and his face distorted, "I'm too stupid to obey you in everything. You're with Matthew because he slept with you, right? Do you love him? No, you don't love him. You're only with him for the sake of your two kids. You love me! If I had slept with you in spite of your rejection, you would be with me right now. In the end, it's me who indulged you too much."

Even lunatic couldn't describe Sampson now. He was so crazy and horrible that even his mind and logic were not normal.

Dolores' hands hanging by her sides clenched into fists, "I'm here. You let go of Mrs. Leslie."

Sampson lowered his head. Mrs. Leslie was old. Perhaps because she was frightened, she kept trembling and couldn't say anything.

Armand was anxious, "Shit, he's a psychiatrist! He's much scarier than a normal person when he's sick."

"Sampson, what do you want!" Dolores got impatient. She felt that Mrs. Leslie was not doing well.

old that she couldn't

neither did he. He put the bomb on his body just to save his

hostage, one that was very important to them, so he had a chance

said and looked at Matthew. He didn't say

was about to pass the key and try to rescue Mrs. Leslie while he had the chance, but Sampson wasn't stupid. He

"How am I supposed to give

he said, strangling Mrs.

hesitated for a moment. It was Dolores who came over

Don't even think about escaping,

gave him a glance. Then she turned around, got in the car, and started it. Sampson dragged Mrs. Leslie into

Mrs. Leslie, so Dolores had to

the car, and he gave Mrs. Leslie a hard slap, who was instantly unconscious without

heard the slap. She turned around and saw Sampson's grim expression and the slap mark

was irritated. She didn't expect Sampson to be so crazy as to abuse

"I said no tricks. Or I'll kill her!

her lip and put the pedal to the

the moment Dolores stepped

left an unpleasant smell

the right," Sampson

it would be difficult for them to

Mrs. Leslie go. She's a burden to you and an obstacle

said coldly,

you still keep Mrs. Leslie when I'm willing to go with you? She's in a coma. Aren't you afraid that she'll die? When that happens, you'll be a

let her go, will

time,

you stop talking?"

wouldn't let Mrs. Leslie go, she had to do it the hard