Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

She couldn’t say, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have gotten married to Matthew, and you can’t be together all because of me,” right? Those words sounded so insincere.

Their mothers arranged the marriage, so was there really anything she could do about it?

Matthew glared at Dolores, his jaw set, and took a steady step forward. An oppressive atmosphere permeated the air and Dolores involuntarily took a step back.

“I didn’t mean to upset you?”

Helen gripped his arm. “Matthew, don’t be angry. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t say all those words. You two are newly married, after all. I shouldn’t have come here. You should hurry off to bed, I’ll go back home.”

“You’re not the one who should leave.” Matthew grabbed Helen’s wrist and went upstairs.

Helen’s heart exploded with joy. Although Matthew made it clear he would be with her, he’d never actively proved it to her. Matthew’s action left Helen completely overjoyed. After all, Helen wasn’t the one to be with him that first night. She could only win his heart if she really had sex with him.

Dolores didn’t look up, but just turned and went to her room.

When Helen turned to look back, she saw Dolores’s thin and slender back about to enter her room. It just suddenly reminded her of the woman from that faithful night.

That night, Helen overcame the jealousy and hatred in her heart to find a virgin woman for Matthew. She was already at her tolerable limit in sharing Matthew.

She had paid little attention to the woman, and only saw her thin figure when she left. No wonder Dolores gave off a familiar feeling when Helen looked at her. That kind of feeling didn’t just come out of nowhere.

The woman that night might be Dolores – just whenever such an idea came to her mind, her heart throbbed in fear and panic. She couldn’t let Dolores stay with Matthew. She didn’t want to have to see the woman who gave her virginity to him continuously. And she couldn’t let them have too much time alone together in order to prevent Matthew from discovering the truth. After all, Dolores was a woman who was with him that night.

After entering the room, Helen let go of her inhibitions and immediately embraced Matthew’s thin waist, burying her head in his chest and saying tenderly, “Matthew, let me be your woman again.”

As she spoke, she looked up to kiss him, but Matthew hesitated. Despite seeing Helen’s initiative, he didn’t have the desire or drive a normal man should have. Except for that night, he had never thought about making love to her.

Just as Helen’s lips were about to reach his, he turned his head away. Helen did not manage to kiss him.

go to bed,” Matthew said, tugging at his collar, which was nowhere near

wasn’t sure why, but he did. Perhaps it was because he didn’t have the impulse a man would be expected to have toward

clenched into fists, and her eyes shimmered with tears. “Matthew, is it

it,” Matthew said, lowering his voice and putting his arm around

too well what it meant if a man couldn’t get

but her eyes turned red and puffy. Tears stung

injustice of it all, but she was patient and didn’t want

she was also that stoic. No matter what he did, she

heart melted. He covered her with the blanket and sat on the edge of

about it too much. If we’re married, I-I’ll definitely make

time she knew his personality well. Even if he didn’t love her, he was

the sofa. He sat on the sofa with his slender legs crossed on the coffee table. His

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getting herself washed and changing, Matthew was sitting at the dining table reading financial news. Helen

preparing breakfast. Dolores reduced her sense of presence by not making a sound while sitting at the end of the table and distancing herself from them. She was

a worthless coward, Coral’s brows furrowed. If Dolores was

should sit at the head of

stared at each other, and they were both stunned. When Dolores thought of the

young, his mother passed away,

respect for her. Thus, the reasoning for Coral’s less formal manner of speaking to

marriage between her and Matthew was just a deal where both of them gained their respective advantages. So,

she smiled. “I’ve done

before, Dolores could tell Matthew cared a lot about Helen, so it was best if she did not

if a tremendous wave of beasts

at Dolores, who was fleeing and narrowed his