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

It was so unreal and dreamy. Whether it was real or not wasn’t important anymore. She just followed her heart as she responded to her entwinement with him. Her soul seemed to be forcefully pulled away, and only a shell that couldn’t think was left.

The intense passion that was accumulated caused her body to gradually sink into his arms.

When she heard him say, “I miss you so much,” in a daze, her eyes turned red for no reason. As her consciousness sank, she just felt that there was a huge hand caressing her belly with non-stop kisses.

She just curled up in his arms like this. All her fears could be driven away, and she could fall asleep peacefully with him by her side.

The next day, when the sun rose up, Dolores rolled over and wanted to hug him. However, her touch was responded with ice-cold emptiness. There wasn’t anyone lying next to her.

She only slowly opened her eyes after she flickered her eyelashes for multiple times. The other side was empty. The bed sheet was also neat. It was obvious that there was no one, but last night felt so real and intense.

She felt that she wasn’t dreaming because the breathing and voice was too familiar. She quickly rose up and got out of bed. Then she pushed the bathroom door open, but there wasn’t anyone. She thought that he might not be here, so she quickly walked toward the living room and heard that there was a sound from the kitchen. A thought came to her mind, was that him?

She pretty much walked over briskly and blurted out with great anticipation, “Matt…”

But before she could say it out loud, she already saw the person inside. It wasn’t whom she expected it to be. Theresa Gordon was the one inside the kitchen.

Theresa was a bit hungry after she came back early in the morning, so she went to the kitchen to cook something up to eat. When she saw Dolores still in her pajamas, she asked, “You’re awake already? I cooked some hot and sour noodles. Do you want to eat some?”

When Dolores returned to her senses, she grabbed her messy hair. Was she having hallucinations? She turned around to look at her home. There wasn’t any sign that someone came here before at all.

After thinking carefully, how could he possibly show up at midnight?

She pressed her temples. She must have had hallucinations. How could he suddenly show up in her room?

That didn’t make any sense at all. Even if he could come and find this place, it would be impossible for him to sneak into her room quietly.

and spicy smell. She frowned as she looked at Theresa, “Are

sour noodles on the table and sat down as she pulled a chair away, “I

around and entered the room, but she seemed to be thinking about something. So

was able to answer Dolores’ questions smoothly. At most, she just didn’t dare look at her

Because she was guilty.

to her either. At that time, the three of them kept a low-profile. There were a

Matthew must not know about this, so

her eyes and

looked at her and asked to test the waters, “Is there

spoke, her gaze fell at

barefooted. She even forgot to wear her slippers. She quickly explained,

of water. Then,

she hurriedly returned to her room. She was deliberately avoiding the topic. Her room looked the same as last night before she went to sleep. Nothing had been moved, and no traces were left. She sat at

her elbows on the table and closed her eyes as

was sure that Matthew had already left when he didn’t see Matthew in the room anymore. He was half-conscious when he

his head

son and stretched her hands to touch his face,

However, she dreamt of him later on, so she was able

was a dream,

nodded and said he slept well. Then, he carefully looked at her expression. It seemed like she completely didn’t notice that someone came here before, so he felt relieved. He asked, “Today’s the weekend already. Do you want

were still a lot of upcoming things, she

said with a little anticipation, “When

more months,” Dolores

that one had to be pregnant for ten months before the baby would be born. The ten months were counted from the month of conception to the month of childbirth. It would

watch a movie today, okay?” Andrew held Dolores’ hand and