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

Was she about to give birth?

Matthew was instantly awake. He turned on the light by the head of the bed and looked at her worriedly, “Does your stomach hurt?”

Dolores frowned and she looked like she was in pain. Matthew didn’t even put on his slippers when he got out of bed. He walked to her side and said, “I’ll bring you to the hospital.”

He leaned over and tried to carry her. Dolores grabbed his hand and shook her head, “No, it’s not my stomach.”

She couldn’t move. Her body was tense, it was because she had a cramp in her leg.

“My leg cramped,” she said painfully.

Matthew lifted the blanket and examined her legs under the light. He rolled up her pyjamas and could see her fair and slender legs before his eyes, “Which one?”

“The right one,” she frowned even harder. It was as if her nerves were in a knot, she grabbed the blanket tightly and said, “It really hurts.”

Matthew’s face was tense, he tried to massage her cramped leg. He didn’t really know what he was doing, he just wanted to ease her pain.

After a while, the pain was finally eased. Dolores looked up and said, “I feel better now. Let’s go to sleep.”

Matthew sat next to her on the bedside and put her legs on his thighs. He continued massaging them.

“Let’s go to the hospital tomorrow.”

Dolores said, “This is normal. Something like this often happens during the 3rd trimester.”

Matthew pursed his lips and didn’t say anything. He couldn’t take the pain away from her. The only thing he could do was to make her feel as comfortable as he could.

Dolores nuzzled her legs against him, “Do you feel bad for me?”

Matthew slapped her legs lightly, “No.”

Dolores moved her legs away and said coquettishly, “Then go away, I don’t need your massages anymore.”

Matthew grabbed her ankle and said, “Don’t move. Be good, I’ll massage you so that you don’t feel pain.”

“But you don’t feel bad for me, I don’t want your massage.” Dolores arched her legs and tried to move away, not letting him touch them.

Matthew chuckled, “So willful.”

pouted, “Well, I am willful. I order

thighs playfully and Dolores returned his flirting by saying,

asked, “Where does

pointed at her

and she quickly moved her legs away.

scared, I just want to kiss you.” Matthew stared at her under the dim light, he had a serious look on his

Dolores was speechless.

understand what he was trying to

is a girl?” asked

I’ll keep her by my

up, she was a bit agitated, “What do you mean? Do you not want the child if he is a boy?

want my child?” Matthew scooted closer and hugged her, “I am thinking that if we have a son, he can get your surname. Since you never changed your surname either,

this before. Dolores kind of understood what

to do with surnames and

my surname?” Dolores remembered that Matthew liked daughters more than

“Normally, people would favor sons more than daughters. Why are you the other way

Suddenly.

Dolores’ phone vibrated.

saw

it Theresa?” Dolores took her phone from Matthew, “I messaged her before I went to bed, and she

then read

on. Before he

to her and wanted to open her eyes. Matthew reached over and grabbed her. He

and touched her father. She then snuggled in his arms and

at her phone and

suit, a white shirt and a black tie today. A man in suit sure

is it?” Matthew looked up and asked softly, seeing how engrossed Dolores

the message. She took it as

asleep during the 3rd trimester. If she lay down on her back her heart would feel uncomfortable. She would only feel better if she raised her leg and

put his hand on her leg,

noticed what Matthew wore daily, it was nothing unusual. She squirmed, trying to find a comfortable

that Dolores and Amanda were still fast asleep. He moved as quietly as he could while getting out of the bed, worried that he would

go to the bathroom, his phone on the table vibrated. Amanda was frightened last time by the ringtone because he got a call in the

number. He hesitated briefly, and then he

to his ears while walking downstairs