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

Dolores’s thought that was swallowed and restrained was inexplicably triggered by him. Her entire body felt uncomfortable and her face was slightly burning.

Matthew opened her collar and asked huskily, “Will it change?”

Dolores turned her head to look at him and reached out to caress his face. Her voice was soft, “It will become very ugly.”

When she was expecting Samuel and Simona, it changed especially fast in the latter months and turned dark grey.

“No matter what it becomes, I won’t mind.”

Matthew grabbed her hand that was stroking his face. He held her palm, pressed it against the pillow and kissed her lips.

The residual sanity told her that they could not…If they continued, she would only be more uncomfortable.

She mumbled, “The doctor said we can’t…”

His kiss became even wilder as he said in a mumbled voice, “You don’t know how much I want to make you comfortable.”

The body’s need did not diminish but grew stronger. She turned her head sideways, “You stay away from me.”

With the two of them hugging each other like this, the fire simply could not be distinguished. If this continued, they might not be able to resist doing…

Matthew was also trying very hard to control himself. He pulled her hemline down, turned over his body and lay flat on the edge of the bed. Both of them did not say anything and just lay quietly like that.

The clock on the wall kept ticking and time kept passing.

After about ten minutes, Dolores first broke the silence.

“Have you ever resented me in your mind? If I hadn’t gotten close to Victoria, there wouldn’t have been so much trouble.” When Dolores heard Victoria saying about the past, she knew that Jeffery had deep feelings for Jolene. However, she did not expect that Jeffery could be crazy to this extent.

“No. I didn’t understand at first but I know you have your own thoughts.” Matthew’s voice returned to normal without the previous hoarseness.

Dolores turned her body sideways and buried her head in his arms, “You know what? I’ve fallen in love with you and I wish to…” take care of someone whom you can’t take care of.

Matthew held back the joy in his mind, “Are you confessing to me?”

Dolores said, “Sort of.”

He turned sideways and took her head out of his arms, looking at her face.

Dolores caressed her eyelashes, “It isn’t settled yet, is it?”

Matthew kissed her forehead and embraced her in his arms, “It’ll be done soon. You just have to rest and recuperate at ease, don’t worry about what’s going on outside. Don’t take anything you hear to heart too as those may be expedient approaches, you just need to trust me.”

Since he said this, something would happen for sure later but she did not know what exactly it was.

“I trust you.”

as he did not want such a topic to make her worry, “You trust me so much, don’t

you dare to run away, I’ll cripple

bit hard and Matthew frowned in pain, “If they were crippled,

I would take care of you. I can’t

if

them a complete

bed and after our deaths, we’ll stay in the same coffin. I’m so much elder than you so I surely will die first. When the time comes,

ominous words. If you die first, I’ll go find a

find an old man who is more

the slightly uglier one is fine also.” Dolores settled for

dares to want you to hell as well,”

Dolores was speechless.

far and they got carried away. Both people did not bring up that matter again. In the evening, Coral knocked on

leaned against

different things every day so she was somewhat looking forward to the dishes every day. She stayed in the ward all day as if she was isolated from the

liking.” Based on the doctor's advice and according to the ingredients stated in the recipe, Dolores really did not throw up anymore. Besides, she had more and

cabbage, egg yolk with pumpkin, sauteed spinach, yellow croaker soup and

at Matthew who was standing at the bedhead, “I heard someone say that if pregnant women look at beautiful things more, the babies they give birth to will also be good-looking so I specifically went to buy these small plates.” The chopsticks and spoons were matched and

and his shirt was all wrinkled. He glanced at Dolores and said, “It’s true that

was joking so

He

dishes, “Wash your hands

he placed her on a chair, sat

let her drink the soup first

a spoon to scoop and taste it. The things she ate basically did not have condiments and the flavour was the original

took the bed-sheets off the bed and replaced them with clean ones. The bed-sheets and quilt were changed every day. The weather was a bit hot and Dolores’s body could not get cold. So, the air conditioner was not on and sometimes she would slightly sweat. Coral worried that she would feel uncomfortable so she changed them

had already finished eating. She cleaned up and put the dishes into the lunch box, “I’ll go back tonight. Can

was here so there should not be

clothes and went to the bathroom to take

she put it down, “I’ll leave after cleaning the bathroom. There can’t be water in the bathroom. Otherwise, one might easily slip and fall when going to the bathroom

into wet and dry ones so Coral was very careful. Even if the bathroom was non-slip, she was still

what was Coral worried

surprise, “When have you ever done such a thing? Besides,

Didn’t he just need to mop the floor, was there anything difficult

him mop the floor.” Dolores would like to see how was Matthew going

with a

felt that these two people were becoming more and more like a wife and husband. She said and agreed, “I’m leaving then.” She took the food box

her and seemingly knew what was she thinking, “I can do a lot of things,