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

Suddenly, Dolores called him. She wanted to ask how Armand was doing, but she didn’t speak it out. She wanted to cook the noodle soup for him first. He must be starved since he hadn’t eaten for a whole day.

“Pardon?” Matthew looked back at her.

“Nothing. Go get changed.” Dolores curled up her lips into a faint smile to him.

Matthew could tell that she wanted to ask about something and understand what she wanted to ask. However, he didn’t expose it and wasn’t in the mood to discuss it with her. He couldn’t tell her anything without finding Theresa or Armand.

He went upstairs, and Dolores went into the kitchen. Since she came back with the children, in the afternoon, Coral went to the supermarket and bought a lot of ingredients. The fridge was full already. Opening it, she looked up and down. Finally, she took out the meat, green peppers, some green vegetables, and tomatoes.

She washed all ingredients. While cutting, she put a pot of water on the stove to boil, which could save her some time.

She sliced the lean meat and marinated it with starch and eggs with seasoning. The cured meat would be particularly smooth and tender. She cut green peppers and tomatoes during the marinating time.

On the second floor, Matthew took a shower and put on pajamas. The texture of silk was soft and smooth. Although he wore a long-sleeved shirt and trousers, he didn’t feel muggy at all. He stepped down on white indoor slippers and went to the children’s room to see the two kids. At this time, both children were sleeping. The villa was extremely quiet, and only a slight noise from the kitchen was heard.

He walked over and stood in the dining room, from where he could see the slim figure busy cooing. He didn’t move, just looking at her in silence. He enjoyed it very much, feeling the warmth from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, the life he longed for was pretty simple, which was just like this moment -- his kids and wife were with him together. After he finished work and went back home, someone was waiting for him at home.

He would ask for much, as long as she was willing to make him a noodle soup personally.

When Dolores was putting the noodles into the boiling water, she was hugged from behind. She looked back, and the tip of her nose touched his cheek. He had just taken a shower, so she smelt the fresh scent of the shower gel.

She gently pushed him with her elbow. “Wait for me outside. It’ll be ready pretty soon.”

Matthew wrapped his arms around her waist, covering her belly with his palm and touching it gently. He bent over his upper body and pressed his chin on her shoulder. “I want to watch you do it.”

feel bothered if you keep holding

He insisted on

not as good at cooking as Coral. Just

is cooked by you, I

to check on him. Before the noodles were fully cooked, she put the lettuces and turned over the gas off. Since Matthew was holding her like this, she couldn’t move around. She patiently said, “Could you stop playing at being cute, please? Just

her, but he didn’t go out. Instead, he

When he was about to put the noodles into it, Dolores asked, “Are you sure you’re gonna use

and check it on, but he didn’t find anything wrong. “Don’t we use this bowl to

what was

is a rice bowl. You should put the noodle soup into a noodle bowl because it’s big enough for the soup. The rice bowl is way too small. If you leave the noodles in the pot, they would lump shortly. Hence,

out a white glazed noodle bowl, and gave

looked up at her and took the bowl over with a smile. He filled the bowl with the noodle soup, and Dolores took the stir-fried

bowl on the table and sat down opposite her. “Would

with eggs in this way. Dolores

cook the noodle soup with the stir-fried tomatoes with eggs together.” He believed that it would save much time. It was way too troublesome in the current way. Dolores needed to stir fry the tomato with eggs first before putting them

said, “I’ll try your

tomato juice would come out after being stir-fried. It wouldn’t look good but also be with a strong flavor. If she cooked them all together with the noodle soup, the tomato could be over-cooked with less

up sliced meat and took a bite. The meat was quite tender. After the marination, the meat’s smell had completely gone. He looked up at her. “Have you learned how

noodle soup with the stir-fried tomatoes and eggs. After giving birth, I made time to learn to cook

it was a happiness to prepare three meals for her children. However, she had to work, so she could only make

looked down slightly. He didn’t participate in the past six years. When listening to her talk about

on the wall and asked, “Aren’t

was indeed sleepy. She didn’t take a nap again after being woken

sleepy she was. He didn’t have the heart to let