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

Matthew didn’t answer immediately, but closed the door and stepped in.

Dolores was more and more nervous and even her hands trembled unconsciously.

The more he didn’t talk, the worse the test result was.

“What you are worried about?” Matthew shook her hand. “I’m hungry, let’s eat something together.”

She didn’t move but looked at him.

Matthew sighed. He knew that she wouldn’t feel relieved without an answer.

He took Dolores’ hand and sat on the sofa. According to Dolores’ test result, an early delivery must be necessary, because her uterus was thinner than an average person. It was too dangerous to wait until the day of delivery because if the uterus ruptured, it could threaten her life.

The doctor’s advice was similar to the domestic plan. If she couldn’t deliver within seven and a half months, then she must rest in bed and the delivery would be extended to eight months at the latest.

“The doctor said our baby is in good health and there is no danger even if the baby is born early…”

“So we still need an early delivery?” Dolores interrupted him.

Matthew squeezed her hand, “Don’t worry, okay?”

“I’m not worried,” Dolores said, pulling back her emotions.

She stood up from the sofa, took his hand and said coyly, “Weren’t you hungry? I eat something with you.”

She kept her worries to herself and tried to look relaxed in front of Matthew.

Actually, Matthew knew she was pretending, but he didn’t expose it.

He was worried just like her. After all, it was his child and his wife, but he also couldn’t show his worry in front of her.

His negative mood would only make Dolores feel more nervous.

arm around her waist. “We don’t go out often, is there somewhere you’d like to

“I want

belly. “You can’t neither drink nor smell the smoke of the cigarette. What will

look at some

laughed, opened the car door for her and asked, “Am I not

boys who are there,” Dolores said,

elbow on the car door, and looked at her slightly, “Even if they are handsome, you can’t look at them. You are only

can only

laughed, “What if I get tired

Matthew, “…”

stiffly. “You won’t get tired of it. You’ll just like me

found that he

little when he

people in charge

at a luxurious restaurant. Matthew parked the car, pushed the car door to get off and opened the car door for Dolores.

Dolores bent down.

to the restaurant staff, who

restaurants, which had many seats. It only had a total of seven or eight tables separated from each other,

made

tie at

one hand behind their back, bent

took it and handed it to Dolores, “Look

She was just thinking about the baby in her belly, moreover, because of her health

pretended to be hungry and opened

menu was all named in English and each dish had a picture and a

pictures, the dishes

all

some light food

He ate a lot of greasy food but at home, he also liked

also liked light food, so she handed the menu to