Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Matthew wasn’t able to dodge and Dolores fell into him.

Her forehead smacked painfully into his chin and her lips brushed against something stiff protruding from his body. The feeling was familiar, yet distant.

Dolores, stunned for a moment, quickly got up when she came to her senses. Then she realized her lips touched his Adam’s apple… She pressed her head against her forehead in pain and her face was burning hot from her blushing.

The contact also dazed Matthew and he slowly looked up at her. “If I’m a pervert, then what do you think you are?”

Before Dolores could reply, he sat up slowly, purposefully adjusted his collar, and touched the position where Dolores had kissed.

He laughed out loud. “We’re husband and wife. You can tell me directly if you want to kiss me. I’m not so petty.”

Dolores was speechless. Did he really think she wanted to kiss him? It was an accident!

“I don’t want to kiss you!” Dolores whipped around her head and quickly left the living room.

Matthew sat on the sofa, upset by what she said, and called after her sarcastically. “Then who do you want to kiss?” He scoffed. “The man who impregnated you?”

It suddenly exposed the fear and shame with all their glory. She didn’t want to talk about how she became pregnant. But the stiff manner which Matthew said ripped her heart open painfully. She was shattered,, but she maintained a strong front.

“Of course. I love the father of my child.”

‘God, this woman is something!’

“Ms. Flores, have you forgotten that you owe me something?” Matthew stood up, smoothed out his shirt, raised his head slowly, and looked at the petrified Dolores. “I need a translator. Come to the office to work from tomorrow onward.”

That was all he wanted for the land contract. It was for the better, as she would repay him for the land contract and wouldn’t owe him a favor.

“Okay,” she replied, then pushed open the door to her room.

Her face grew hot when she thought about what happened. She didn’t leave her room again until Coral informed her that dinner was ready, worried that she would run into Matthew. Even then, she really didn’t want to leave her room.

Matthew was already at the dining room table as Coral served dinner. Dolores walked over and ate, only looking at her food, refusing to look in Matthew’s direction.

tense Coral couldn’t accept their behavior. They were husband and wife, but they were behaving like strangers. She brought over a plate of roaster broccoli and placed it in front of Dolores.

eat this,” she

because she’d been taking care of him for a long time. Dolores was stupefied and didn’t understand what Coral meant. She was thinking since he liked to eat that

serve Matthew the vegetables. Dolores saw and realized what Coral meant. It took Dolores so long to understand that

choice but to serve Matthew the vegetables and placed them on his plate. Matthew looked up and Dolores smiled. She couldn’t help it, as Coral was pushing her. Coral just wanted to see them happily married like the

and waved it in front

future, she just arrived

she addressed Dolores. In the past, she would address her as Ms. Flores. Though Coral wasn’t happy about Dolores not coming home for the night,

head even more. She quickly finished her food and didn’t even finish her water. “I’m done,

matter with her?” Coral asked,

and with a sinister grin. “She must not

all for

the spacious dining room. The light from the overhanging chandelier glittered and encompassed

*****

was heading to work. Since she agreed to work at

she was changing her shoes, Coral approached her, “You’re going

Dolores nodded.

spend the night out. You are a married

said, putting on

the restaurant as there wasn’t a public bus service where the villa

absence after she started working there and now she was going

apply for the job when you weren’t committed to

“I’m sorry,

of the waitstaff walked in to say the amount of customers overwhelmed them

today and you may leave

agreed

to change into her uniform. They

room 88,” the chef told Dolores when she went to pick

and placed the plates onto her serving tray and proceeded

she used the other hand to open the door. The room was lit brightly, spacious, and private. Only