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

“Don’t worry mommy, I’ll be obedient and waiting for you to come back. But please remember to tell me if you have any problems, don’t let me worry of you.”

Listening to the sensible words from her son, Dolores Flores felt so sad, not sure whether it was because of her weak body, it seemed like her mind also became not firm anymore.

She was so afraid, afraid of her son knowing her situation, and afraid of this matter couldn’t be resolved.

She was grabbing one of her fists and trying hard to restrain herself, so that her voice sounded normal, “Samuel, mommy still has something to do, I’ll hang up the phone first.”

“Okay…”

Dolores was not sure about whether Samuel Flores had finished his words or not, but she had already hung up the phone.

Coral served some dishes there, “Are you hungry already?”

Dolores had no appetite at all, there was a stone pressing on her heart, it was so heavy that made her heart pain.

She looked at Coral, “I’m not hungry…”

“How can it be if you don’t eat? Some more, your body is so weak.” Dolores hadn’t finished her words, but Coral already interrupted.

She was holding the bowl, sitting beside the bed and looking at Dolores seriously, “The young master had told me that I must take good care of you when he left, this is the food that young master had let someone send here. This is good for your health, you’re not alone now, even if you don’t think about yourself, don’t you have to think about the child in your belly?”

Coral didn’t know about the current situation of Dolores, she only knew that she was bedridden because she was pregnant and she had the symptoms of threatened miscarriage.

From her perspective, Dolores should be nursed nicely.

Nothing was more important than eating. She was thin already, what should the child in her belly feed on if she still didn’t want to eat?

“Worrying that you’ll have no appetite, all of the foods that young master let someone send here have light taste, you can have a try.” Coral pushed the bowl forward.

“I heard that the bird’s nests of this shop are all supplied directly from Malaysia. The domestically produced bird’s nests are heavily coated and bleached, they have no quality at all. Do you want to have some for the sake of yourself and the child in your belly?”

Hearing of Coral talking about bird’s nest, she thought of the word ‘saliva’. She had seen about the formation of bird’s nest, which was the saliva of swiftlet.

“Ugh…”

the bed. Coral was shocked, she put down the bowl and stopped her, “Wait me a second, I’ll go take a basin,

to the washroom and took a

her stomach but

her heart ached so much, “How can it be

her back, “Give me a

be disgusted again seeing it,

to rinse my mouth,” Dolores said while looking at

went to the washroom to rinse the basin, then she took it out

rinsed her mouth, her breath became fresher now and the feeling of

bed and said worriedly, “What shall we do since

was pushed open, the doctor walked inside with the nurse and assistant. It was the time for ward round, the doctor walked beside the bed and

“No,” Dolores said.

record, “Do you

nodded. When she gave birth to Samuel Flores and Simona Flores,

was also… quite

inner wall of your uterus is thinner which is easy to cause miscarriage. If you want to keep this baby, you must be bedridden for the first three months to let the fetal position be stable. We’ll then plan

explained about the situation

know, I want

at the right time, but

stomachache or bleeding problem, then you can go

weak, you must eat more and

eating.” Coral immediately interrupted, “Is there any antiemetic for her to let her

didn’t suggest her to have pills, “Have frequent small meals and eat those foods with light taste. I’ll let my assistant send a recipe for you later, you can prepare according to the recipe,

at the bird’s nest on the table, “This is quite light-tasted,

and it is easy to be absorbed. Some

“Ughh…”

disgusted once she heard of eating

She couldn’t control herself.

this time Dolores just retched, she didn’t really throw