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

The head of the public relations department exited the office and closed the door.

Matthew walked over and sat beside her, “I think she has a point, why don’t we take this opportunity ...”

“Is it the right time now?” Dolores interrupted him, “Not to mention the fact that you haven’t settled the previous issue, my stomach can’t even fit into a wedding dress.”

“I’ll have someone make you a larger size one, as for Declan’s issue, are we not going to get married once we don’t solve the issue?” Matthew had made up his mind. He did not want the public to misunderstand them. He wanted to give her and the children a proper identity.

‘My son and daughter will go to primary school soon. If they have an unclear identity, they will be speculated.’

“But ...”

“Listen to me this time.” His attitude was unusually resolute and could not be denied, “If it’s not for you, you have to think of your children. They need a proper identity to stand up in front of everyone.”

Dolores lowered her eyes. She understood what Matthew meant. It was just that Theresa had not recovered from her injuries and Declan’s issue had not yet settled, she thought that it was not a right time to get married now.

However, Matthew also had a point. The two children needed their identities. It was fine for her to be speculated, but not for the two children.

That would cause them to be distressed. If it was serious, it would affect them psychologically.

She lowered her eyes, “I’ll do as you say, you arrange it.”

Matthew said yes softly. He reached out his hand to lift her hair and twisted it between his fingers, “I’ll ask dad to help us to set up a date.”

had his father, so it was right that the elders should attend the wedding so that it looked official. Furthermore, it was good to hold the wedding on a lucky day. Although he was not superstitious,

about where was the most suitable

mood did not

not help but felt a little lost. Was not every woman have

did not

you even have

that when she came in. She replied seriously, “Yes, but that was in the past. Now, I

she had already

would dress up beautifully,

a normal life.

shattered all her wonderful illusions and disqualified her from

gave birth to a child and supported her family on her own. She never behaved emotionally in the house as

would cry secretly at

but her experience was like half

mind now was as calm as those people in their forties and

The most exciting

able to love each other deeply in the humdrum

at the roadside. His shirt was so dirty that I didn’t know how his original shirt looked like. His hair all twisted together and was very dry. His face was full of wrinkles. He always sat in one place. Sometimes he would smile and sometimes he would cry. The people in the neighborhood would always take turns to give him food. I

the people in that neighborhood and

become that way because his wife died of a hemorrhage in childbirth. There was one body but two lives. He went crazy after

for her. She would pass by the street when she went to XF textile mill and she would meet the