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

It was raining heavily, Boyce Shawn let Dolores Flores wait for him inside the car, “I’ll go take an umbrella.”

He went to the trunk to get an umbrella in the rain and opened it, the rain hit on the umbrella producing the noisy sound, he walked to the front passenger seat and opened the door, “It’s raining too heavily, let me carry you in my arms to go inside.”

Dolores stepped on the board and got out of the car, Boyce immediately protected her from the rain using the umbrella.

She held Boyce’s arm, “It’s okay, I can walk, it’s just a short distance.”

Boyce didn’t force her, after all it was inappropriate for man and woman to touch each other.

She was walking slowly, Boyce put down the umbrella when they were inside the house. Armand Bernie and Abbott Baron had left, the dining room was also cleaned up already, Coral was tidying up the kitchen.

Dolores turned and looked at Boyce who was standing under the roof, the rain was dropping very fast from the sky, even the wind was carrying a bit of moisture, she lowered her voice and said, “I’m in a bad mood today, don’t mind about what I’ve said.”

“I know.” Boyce pursed his lips, “I’m the one who needs to apologize, I shouldn’t have suspected you in that way.”

“Tell Armand and Abbott, don’t tell that we had gone out today.” When she went out of the bungalow with Boyce, she didn’t evade them, they must have asked Coral about their whereabouts when they didn’t see them downstairs.

“I’ll call them, you shall go inside first because you’re already outside for a long time.”

Dolores nodded and said, “Drive slowly, it’s night-time, some more it’s raining, the vision is bad.”

“I will,” Boyce answered.

Dolores turned and walked into the house. Coral was going to throw the rubbish outside, she put down the things in her hands and trotted toward Dolores when she saw Dolores standing there, “Let me hold you.”

Dolores held her hand and walked inside slowly, “Coral, don’t tell Matthew that I had gone out today.”

Coral lowered her eyes and said, “Okay.”

“Is he still asleep? Does he throw up?” She was still worrying that his stomach might be impaired since he drank with empty stomach.

low,

there is anti-alcoholic drug at home, help me to

a while

Dolores to go upstairs with another hand, “Be careful, watch your steps on the staircase,

open, there was only a bed light being switched on in the room, the lighting was a bit dark. She could even smell the alcohol lightly, she took the glass of water and pill from Coral’s hand, “You can go down first, it’s okay for me to

must be

Coral watched her walking beside the bed, then only she

on one side, hiding himself in the dark, Dolores walked beside the bed and put the water and pill on the table. She sat at the bedside and stretched her hand pulling him slightly, “Are you feeling

he didn’t want to. She thought that he was sleeping, so she didn’t continue. She sat at the bedside, watching the rain hitting on the window continuously, her eyelashes were flapping slightly, she seemed

his eyes open,

of them was lying on bed while another was sitting, both were

Click.

out her phone and unlocked the screen by swiping it. It was a message from Charles White, she hesitated for quite a while before opening

rain today was so heavy, some more

sighed slightly, it’s fine, she hoped that everything

Matthew, he was still lying on the bed without even changing the position, but she didn’t know that his eyes were

Matthew had quickly caught both of her hands and pulled her from the left to the right, he then pressed her hands above her head so that she couldn’t move. His legs were pressing on both

alcoholic smell on him was heavy, Dolores frowned slightly,

kept silent and stared at her lips without moving, his eyebrows looked

lips, the shape of her lips was pretty, the lips were plump and rosy. His fingertip gently stroked over her

know what he was

suddenly pressed down to stop her mouth from opening. He was pressing forcefully, the pink lips had changed shape under

in

lips again and again, Dolores kept silent, abiding

them, as if there would be something coming out from her lips. Dolores just felt that her lips were suffering from numbing pain, she

something like water dropping on her face, when she hadn’t had time to see clearly what it was, his lips had

It was the pain.

was the

hard. Every inch of reason and every inch of skin were teared apart and