Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 13: She Knew the Language of A Country

Dolores froze on the spot. Sampson had never hugged her before, and it was a total surprise to her. Once she got over her shock, she tried to wriggle out of his embrace.

From Matthew’s perspective, they looked like a couple who were cuddling each other. His brows knitted together as he frowned.

Helen commented nonchalantly. “I would never have expected she had a boyfriend.”

Matthew suddenly felt very restless. He stomped on the pedal and the car sped away.

Helen pursed her lips. “Are you angry about that woman and her boyfriend?”

Matthew snickered coldly. “Why should I be angry?”

She had been pregnant, so it was obvious she was intimate with another man.

He was only getting flustered for no reason at all after seeing her with other guys.

Soon, the car stopped in front of Helen’s residence. She didn’t get out of the car immediately as she stared longingly at Matthew. “Don’t you want to come in for a while?”

Worried he would say no, she added. “Matthew, I have everything to make your favorite food—”

“Helen,” Matthew interrupted her.

His frustration confused him at the moment.

He caressed her hair and smiled softly. “I will not come in today. Please, get some rest.”

“But…” Helen didn’t finish her sentence and instead obediently climbed out of the car.

“Please drive safely.”

Matthew mumbled a response before speeding away.

He hadn’t realized how fast he was driving until he got home far faster than he expected. He got out of his car and wasn’t surprised Dolores wasn’t home yet.

Matthew unbuttoned his jacket and turned to Coral as she entered. “What time did she go out?”

took his coat from him and smiled. “Do you want to have

have an appetite

undid the top two buttons on his shirt and no longer felt suffocated by his collar. However, that didn’t reduce the restlessness in

the door to his study. Dolores’ note was still lying on the desk. He

one hand, you’re acting extremely pitiful in front of me, but behind my back, you’re

crumpled the note and tossed it in the trash.

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back home. Sampson insisted he get her a ride home, but she didn’t want him to know about her arrangement with Matthew. So,

who greeted her when she got home and the rest of the house was quiet, so Dolores

her about it. “What has you in such

brightly, thinking that there was nothing particularly amiss happening. “I feel more at ease

how to

I shouldn’t be

long and slender figure appeared in the doorway of his study. He leaned lazily against the frame, and his

on Matthew

no sign of him being home, no jacket or shoes lying around, so Dolores assumed he hadn’t gotten home yet. Had she known, she wouldn’t have talked so

“I—”

to explain herself, but Matthew just brushed past her and headed toward the

into her seat at the dining table. She tried to explain what she meant several times, but

speaking only to Coral. However, when he finished his meal, he stared at

with me to the

followed him

translated papers in

know the language of

Dolores nodded earnestly.

learn this language? There are very few people in the world that speak it except

too much unspoken pain hidden deep inside her heart. The worst of it was that no one could ever understand

her face, she lied to him. “I

facade, he could tell there was a fleeting expression of pain beneath her eyes. ‘What is she trying

said in a low

they were in the study together. Plus, she did not know what Matthew

front of her on the desk. “Since you

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