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

Facing Dolores’ questions, Matthew wasn’t in a hurry to explain himself. Instead, he leaned back on his car seat drunkenly. He squinted his eyes, as if he hadn’t heard clearly. “Hmm?” He mumbled.

Dolores pursed her lips, “He wants to set you up with that woman?”

This time, Dolores didn’t refer to Jeffery as ‘uncle’.

His actions today had crossed her boundaries.

Matthew moved his body, leaning his body back casually, “Probably.”

Dolores, “…”

Suddenly, Dolores stopped the car by the road. She turned to look at him, “You have nothing else to say to me?”

Matthew slowly raised his eyes, and met her angry gaze. His eyes carrying a tinge of laughter, and he asked, “What should I say?”

Dolores felt a little hurt. She didn’t ask much from him. On the issue of relationships, she had only hoped that they could trust each other.

She was willing to trust him.

However, on the basis of being responsible towards this relationship, shouldn’t he give her an explanation?

She really wanted to protect this relationship, but…

She retracted her gaze. She turned off the engine, “You drive back.”

She felt that she needed to calm herself down for a bit. She was afraid that she couldn’t control her emotions while being in the same room with him.

She got out of the car, shut the door, walked along the pedestrian pathway.

She raised her head, trying to let the breeze wake her up.

Matthew got off the car and chased after her. He clutched her arm, “Where are you going?”

Dolores tried to fling his arm away, but his hold on her was tight.

“Can I have some alone time?” She said softly, using up the meagre rationality that was left within her.

“Are you jealous?”

“No.” Dolores was quick to deny.

“Then why are you angry?”

“I’m not angry.”

“You are.”

His strong and straight silhouette could be seen clearly. At this moment, there

seriously not bothered, and seriously not

I really value our relationship, not because of just our children, but because of this

for you. I really want to trust you, and trust our relationship. Do you know that? Your attitude makes me very insecure, very uncomfortable, very afraid. I am afraid that this relationship is all my own imagination. I have seen Jessica’s failed marriage. Towards relationships, I feel as if

place as soon as possible. She was afraid she would lose even more control if

a spiteful woman because of him. But at this moment, she had already become like

held her waist in his arms. Dolores kicked around in his arms, “Let go of me, let

and pressed it on his chest,

never

was not good at it, and

a certain

does it mean that I have

dark like

later widened her eyes, what did he mean by

lips couldn’t

if I don’t explain, does it mean that

“Hearing you say all this, I am very

since when, Dolores’ eyes brimmed with tears, and she

I only like one girl. She doesn’t have an outstanding family background, she doesn’t have an impressive education, she is not the best among all the women that I have seen. But this is her, she has

Dolores, “…”

I really such

you are a

flashed across Dolores’ eyes, “Then what do you

from her face, to her neck, to her chest, and his gaze fell

“Quick let go of me, I want

her spine. It finally fell on her waist. With a strong pull, Dolores’ body immediately fell on his body, and there was not an inch of

hers, his lips were lightly grazing her earlobes, “I am

Dolores retorted. His gaze

“Am I blind then?”

are

Matthew, “…”

not outstanding. But you are still hugging me in this way, if you’re not

Matthew, “…”

for him to

ugly, and poor, and not outstanding. But I

pushed him away,

Dolores struggled, he bit her