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

Matthew returned to the room. Dolores sat by the bed with her back facing him.

“Do you want to go back?”

Matthew stood by the door, not entering the room. He cast a silent glance at her back. Throughout the conversation, he never asked if there was a secret between her and Victoria.

Because if she wanted to say, she would have said at the beginning. She wouldn’t hide it from him until now.

“If you want to, I can do this favor for you.” His voice was gentle.

Dolores stood up, turned around, and looked at him, “I just don’t want your relationship with your family members to be too stiff.”

Matthew didn’t respond to her, “It’s late now. You go to bed earlier.”

Dolores approached him, “Are you angry?”

Matthew looked at her and said after quite a while, “No.”

As Chinese New Year approached, it was bustling and lively there. Every family pasted rhyming couplets and hung large red lanterns in front of their doors. The atmosphere of the Chinese New Year was strong.

Dolores went to the shop the next day, early in the morning. Because of celebrating Chinese New Year, she wanted to give everyone leave for Chinese New Year so that they could rest well during this time.

Theresa was feckless and sat in her seat without saying anything. Dolores received Armand’s call last night and was worried that they had a falling out. She walked towards Theresa and sat by her side, “Are you and Armand still fine?”

Theresa looked gloomy and said lightly, “Not bad.”

She didn’t want to talk about the problem between her and Armand. She was willing to marry him at that time. Now they were having issues in their relationship. She wanted to solve the problem herself.

Dolores patted her shoulder, “Just let me know if you need anything.”

Theresa said with a smile, “All right.”

Allison came here at the time, “Theresa, there is a woman outside who wants to find you.”

Woman?

Who?

“Perhaps she is one of our customers. She is looking for you specifically. So, I can’t block her, right?” Allison gave Theresa a vague wink.

Someone wanting to meet her meant she recognized her design.

I’ll go

Dolores

because they were afraid that they would get coated with the dust during this

on the sofa for the guests. She turned around when she heard footsteps

returned normal in a short while. It was obvious that Phoebe came here to show

but she couldn’t lose

do you come here to find someone to make clothes for

also smiled, “I think you already know who I am. Are

have something to busy with. I’m afraid that I won’t be

are afraid of me.” Phoebe purposefully provoked

frowned, “What am I

even want to have a coffee with me if

each other. Why do I have to have coffee with

met only for a few times. But, don’t forget, I’m Armand’s

“Ex-girlfriend,” Theresa reminded her.

be in love. You are now his wife. We have had the same

can say whatever you want to.”

and scared of this

Phoebe sat back down on the sofa,

but I’m not interested in it. I’m sorry, but I can’t serve you if you’re not here to find someone to make clothes for you. And, we’re on our leave. If you need any assistance, please come

made

Armand’s parents?” Theresa came to a halt. She did hear Mrs. Leslie mentioning it with Armand in the hospital at that

found Armand was very repulsive about it. She didn’t know

Didn’t he even tell you anything about his parents?”

tell Theresa about his

didn’t tell Theresa about his parents, she would sow discord between them if she brought up

the banister, and she held it tighter continuously. Concealing was

He never brought

that their relationship was quite

their relationship was

just because his ex-girlfriend

heart was hurting now, she didn’t show

know what had happened to him.” Theresa tried to hide it and pretended to be calm in front of

stared at her and smiled as if she had

tell me how

her gaze to Phoebe, “Don’t you already

yourself. You can lie to yourself, but you can’t lie to your relationship with Armand. I’ll be

heart was filled with countless ripples, “You should say these