Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

When Dolores arrived at the hospital, Sampson was sitting in the corridor outside the patients’ rooms with his hands on his knees. He leaned forward slightly, deep in his thoughts. He didn’t even notice when Dolores walked up to him.

“What are you thinking about?”

Sampson raised his head and struggled to hold back his concern when he finally noticed Dolores. He looked towards the patients’ rooms. “Your mother is suffering from a severe anxiety attack and is hallucinating.”

Dolores had mentally prepared herself for the worst. “Thank you for taking care of her. Please go get some rest. I’ll look after her.”

Sampson glanced at her abdomen. “You also need to rest.”

“Please don’t worry about me, I’ll take good care of myself.” Dolores smiled calmly at him.

Sampson was silent for a moment, then nodded. “Call me if you need anything.”

“I will.”

Sampson stood up to leave. Dolores watched as Sampson walked away and chewed her lip. Although she’d known him for a rather long time, she knew little about his family. In that way, she felt like she knew nothing about him at all. He had to be worried about something big to be so deep in his thoughts.

At that moment, Sampson stopped, turned, and looked at Dolores. “I heard something from those women. Someone paid them to say those things and to splash paint on your door.”

Dolores nodded. “Thank you for telling me. And, Sampson, you can always talk to me if something is troubling you.” Dolores looked at him.

Sampson smiled, “I’m fine.”

Dolores didn’t pester him. She knew firsthand that everyone had something they didn’t want to share with others.

She didn’t go into her mother’s room immediately after Sampson left. She wondered who would want to pay the neighbors to do such things? Annabelle? Beulah? They didn’t know she was pregnant. So—

Crash!

on the ground echoed from Jessica’s room. Dolores jumped and quickly and pushed the door open and saw the broken

speaking to her mom. “Mom, do you

could finish, Jessica grabbed her wrist and looked like she was in a

at

Dolores’ wrist with increasing strength. “Can you just abort

the baby was born without a father? What would others think of them if

“Mom…”

had left her body. “You’re reluctant to. I knew

on the bed and leaned back in a daze, “Jeremy is gone, he’s

doctor but Jessica fought the doctor and threatened to hurt herself. As a result, the doctor gave her a sedative to calm her

now, I can say the patient is suffering from a mental illness,” the doctor explained after

cupboard behind her.

emotional trauma? This can’t be the first time this has happened. She must’ve suppressed her

after her brother was born and the depression worsened after Jeremy’s death. Dolores’ pregnancy was also

treatment?” Dolores was incoherent and

treat a mental illness. You know Dr. Herbert, don’t you? He’s a psychiatrist. He should be

wondered if he knew something but didn’t want

transfer your mother to a psychiatric

Dolores nodded in agreement.

self-inflicted scratches on Jessica’s face. Her heart ached so much she

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only the next of kin could

her belongings and terminated the lease. Because she had to leave some things in the

paid Jessica’s hospital bills and Dolores felt that

the villa. She paid the driver and got out of the car with her bags. She stood for a moment outside the villa and hadn’t expected she would be staying there

a car drove up and she recognized it as Matthew’s. She froze in place,

and saw Dolores