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.

good.” Coral kept her head low, she didn’t dare to look at Dolores’s

is anti-alcoholic drug at home, help me

hesitated for a while

one hand, while holding Dolores to go upstairs with another hand, “Be careful, watch your

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

must be careful, call me

walked slowly into the room, Coral watched her walking beside the bed, then only she closed the door

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

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 to be

kept his eyes open,

while another was

Click.

phone rang due to an incoming message, she took 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 the message, there were

rain today was so heavy, some more it was

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

still lying on the bed without even changing the position, but she didn’t know that his eyes were like the grey clouds at the moment, which were so thick as if the

phone, lifted the blanket and lied down, her arms passed across his waist. As she just wanted to hug him and sleep, her hands were caught suddenly. When she hadn’t even come to a reaction, Matthew had quickly caught both of her hands and pulled her from the left

alcoholic smell on him was heavy, Dolores frowned slightly, “Aren’t you

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

were plump and rosy. His fingertip gently stroked over her lips softly and gently. He lowered his eyes,

didn’t know what he was thinking,

just wanted to talk, his fingertip suddenly pressed down to stop her mouth

clenched her fists tightly in pain, but she

her carefully and pressed on her lips again

had slightly reduced, but his fingertip still didn’t leave her lips. Sometimes he would press on them while sometimes he would stroke over them, as if there would be something coming out from her lips. Dolores just felt that her lips were suffering from numbing pain,

was, his lips had covered hers and were

It was the pain.

the

was like being dragged into the abyss, suffering so hard. Every inch of reason and every inch of skin were teared apart and crumpled together, it was a living