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

didn’t have an appetite

his collar. However, that didn’t reduce the restlessness in his

Dolores’ note was still lying on the desk. He picked

front of me, but behind my back, you’re fooling around with another man. Dolores, you really

the note and tossed it in the

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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, she kindly rejected his

and the rest of the house was quiet, so Dolores thought Matthew

so she asked her about it.

smiled brightly, thinking that there was nothing particularly amiss happening. “I feel more at ease without Matthew

know how

I

of his study. He leaned lazily against the frame, and his tone was both

voice…’ Dolores slowly turned around and her eyes landed on Matthew leaning against the door frame.

jacket or shoes lying around, so Dolores assumed he hadn’t

“I—”

herself, but Matthew just brushed past her and headed toward the dining room. He

tried to explain what she meant several times, but

glance in her direction during dinner, speaking only to

me

immediately put down her fork and followed him into the

sat behind his desk and placed the stack of her translated papers

the language of A

Dolores nodded earnestly.

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

hidden deep inside her heart. The worst of it was that no one could ever understand her pain. Only she knew how belittled and despicable she felt was during that time.

forced smile on her face, she

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

said in

not liking his tone and remembering what happened the last time they were in the study together. Plus, she did not know what Matthew was thinking. However, she didn’t want to anger him either.

desk. “Since you know the language,

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