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

Matthew sat beside Dolores. He held up her hand and gently placed it in his palm, “I have found the person who sent you the message…”

“Is it the same person who sent me the thing last time?” Dolores turned her head to look at him. Although she was asking a question, she felt sure in her heart. This was because only the Bailey family had the motive. They held a grudge against her as Declan Bailey was imprisoned.

Matthew nodded.

After thinking about the words that the doctor had said, he couldn’t stay calm in his heart. He reached out his hand and touched her belly. He gently called her, “Lola…”

“Yes?” Dolores looked at his face that was close to her. His face was clean and delicate. Even the hair on his face could be seen clearly.

Matthew kissed her cheek and said with a relaxed tone, “Nothing. I just want to call you in this way. Later I have something to do and I have to go out. I don’t know when I will be back. You sleep early. Don’t wait for me.”

Dolores didn’t ask him about the matter. She only gently nodded.

Matthew asked her to rest upstairs as it was too noisy downstairs. Dolores nodded and urged him as she smiled, “You go and settle your matter. Couldn’t I properly take care of myself?”

She was not a child anymore.

Matthew pinched her cheek and asked, “Don’t you have anything to tell me?”

but she nodded. She pushed him while laughing, “What

would also find another specialist to give her another checkup. If there was really no other way, she could only give birth to their child earlier.

have a child. Furthermore, her body was

head and kissed her lips, “I am

smiled and said,

close the door. Her face was still showing a faint

went downstairs, the smile on her face

same as when she tried hard

also loved this child

wanted to give her child a healthy body. Seven and a half months, it was two months before when she would originally give birth

If…

if her child

didn’t dare to gamble. She also

lay down with a

couldn’t relax herself to take a

pressed her temples as she tried

one was his own child