Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

When they reached the villa and went inside, Dolores gave him the car keys, “The car is still at the hotel.”

“I’ll have Abbott drive it back.”

Hearing their voices, Simona turned her head to look at them and then quickly slid off the sofa rushing over to meet them. The one she ran to hug wasn’t Dolores, it was Matthew. She raised her head to look at him and said, “Daddy, why did you come back so late?”

She looked at him innocently with her big clear eyes, her small face looking like soft rice cake.

She looked like an angel.

Matthew picked her up and said patiently, “Your Mommy and I went for a dinner.”

Simona’s eyes lit up brightly. Wow! Mommy and Daddy’s relationship was so great.

The two of them also went on dates.

How awesome!

“Mommy, is it true?”

Dolores restrained her emotions and smiled at her, “Yes.”

“So, can I and Samuel also go out for dinner with you guys?” Grabbing Matthew’s collar in her little hands, Simona looked at him expectantly.

Matthew lowered his gaze and glanced at her little hands around his collar which was now full of creases.

He wasn’t angry; he smiled, “Depends on your mommy’s behavior.”

…?

What did he mean?

Simona didn’t understand what he meant. She blinked her round twinkling eyes and asked immediately, “What does that have to do with Mommy?”

Dolores looked slightly uneasy and somewhat embarrassed. She reached out to take Simona in her arms, “Let’s go, I will put you to sleep.”

Simona hugged Matthew’s neck tightly unwilling to go with Dolores.

Coral stood at the door of the room, “Simona has been harping the same sentence the whole day, repeatedly asking when her Daddy will be back. She refused to go to bed and kept waiting on the living room sofa.”

Matthew had denied clearly that these were not his. Coral couldn’t understand why they were so close then.

She believed that the blood was always thicker than water.

If these two children had nothing to do with Matthew, why were they becoming so close to him?

“Really?” Matthew pinched her cheek playfully and Simona lost her mind with happiness.

Shyly, she buried her face into his neck.

Coral smiled, thinking that this was really how a father and daughter relationship should be like.

too. Samuel is already asleep in your mother’s

“I’ll go

words, Coral went

to Jessica’s room, Simona said,

Dolores frowned.

response, Matthew walked upstairs with Simona in his arms casually telling Dolores to, “Will wait

seeing Simona in his arms

with a bedside lamp.

and checked Samuel injury first. The swelling on his face had disappeared, but his head injury hadn’t healed. She stretched out her hand and

injury is much better.” Jessica

was worried

have to think about yourself.” They couldn’t just live

Maria was acting very hostile towards her. Dolores didn’t know what she would do next, so for her children’s

we will go back or

I see Simona clinging on to Matthew

also worried. She reached out and held Jessica’s hand, “Mom, I am also worried, but it looks impossible to separate Simona from

attention was on Matthew, and it was

Dolores. The whole day, Simona had been talking about her

She sighed deeply.

“It’s late, go sleep.”

Dolores glanced at Samuel

“Don’t worry, I’m here.”

his hair before leaving the room. The living room was really quiet, and the wall clock already showed that it was midnight. She took a shower and put

had also already showered and was wearing beige-colored casual clothes. Simona was curled up in his arms, her little hands on his

It was Simona’s habit.

walked over, “I’ll let

now due to Simona’s weird habit.

as soon as he tried

hand but she woke up immediately, “Mommy, what are you

“Hug me and sleep.”

hug Daddy and

was puzzled and asked,

a little aggrieved, “Why are Daddy’s boobies so flat

unlike Mommy’s

Matthew and Dolores were

they going to explain

sleep with me, okay?” Dolores tried

very good. After all, he

or later. They had become so close; it was going to be very painful when the time came for

was struggling in her

but she was afraid that her

twisted in thought. Her Mommy was never going to leave her, but her Daddy might stop

to hug me to sleep.” Simona snuggled into Matthew’s arms and continued

clearly and asked,

has milk. When I was