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

nodded, “I’ll

After finishing the words, Coral

Jessica’s room, Simona

Dolores frowned.

upstairs with Simona in his arms casually telling

to refuse, but seeing Simona in his arms

a bedside

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

injury is much better.”

was worried for

about yourself.” They couldn’t just live here

Maria was acting very hostile towards

settles down a bit, then we will

I see Simona clinging on to Matthew too much. If this goes on for

out and held Jessica’s hand, “Mom, I am also worried, but it looks

Simona’s attention was on Matthew, and it was impossible to take her

understood this better than Dolores. The whole day, Simona had been talking

She sighed deeply.

“It’s late, go sleep.”

glanced at

“Don’t worry, I’m here.”

and the wall clock already showed that it was midnight. She took a shower and put on her

clothes. Simona was curled up in his arms, her little

It was Simona’s habit.

let her

speechless for a long time now due to Simona’s weird habit.

as soon as he tried to

tried to move her hand but she woke up immediately, “Mommy, what

“Hug me and sleep.”

want to hug Daddy and sleep,

was puzzled and

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

unlike

Matthew and Dolores were

were they going to explain this?

okay?” Dolores tried to coax her to sleep with

this was not very good. After all, he was

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

struggling in her

but she was afraid that her Daddy would

face twisted in thought. Her Mommy was never going to leave her, but

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

and asked, “What did

also has milk. When