Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Matthew took a glance at him, “Don’t pry into my personal affairs.”

Abbott smiled ingratiatingly, “I did it because I was really curious. Ms. White had been staying by your side for a long time, and I think Ms. White is more suitable for you.”

“Abbott Baron.” Matthew uttered his name slowly, exuding an ineffably imposing aura. Abbott felt the chill and shivered. Just as he was about to explain it, his gaze met with Mathew’s spuriously smiling eyes. “Since you’re so interested in my personal affairs, what about having a seat and talking about this?” asked Matthew.

Abbott broke into cold sweats on the back and laughed awkwardly, “No need.”

Right at this moment, the lift arrived at the destination floor. Abbott hastily took a step backwards to distance himself from Matthew.

Matthew shot a glance at him and walked out of the lift.

Helen seemed to have known that Matthew would come back to the office at this moment and was waiting for him at the door with a document in her hand. When seeing Matthew walk out of the lift, she hurriedly walked over, “Mr. Nelson, this document requires your signature.”

She didn’t mention the things that happened yesterday.

Being unreasonably troublesome would only disgust him; while being sensible and obedient would help her win his favor.

Matthew took the document, cursively signed his name, and then handed the document, saying, “Let’s have dinner together.”

Was this compensation for her?

Helen smiled, “Okay.”

“You can choose the restaurant you like.” He was responsible for this woman after all.

Helen followed him while reporting the subsequent scheduling to him.

When they arrived at the door of the office, Helen closed the schedule file and asked, “What would you like to drink?”

“A cup of coffee, please.” He then walked into his office.

Helen came to the tea room to make the coffee. When she saw the newly-promoted manager of the human resources department leading Dolores to the tea room, she became a bit anxious. ‘Why Dolores Flores is here?’ She thought to herself.

Helen put down the coffee pot, walked out of the tea room, blocked the manager’s way, and stared at Dolores, “Why are you here?”

There were defence and shock in her eyes. It seemed like she hadn’t expected that Dolores would show up in the company.

Dolores smiled, “I’m a translator of the company.”

Helen clenched her fists, fixing her eyes on Dolores. So Dolores seduced Matthew after she left that day?

Otherwise, how could she be recruited by the company?

Dolores walked over and whispered in her ear, “My hubby wants to see me at every moment, so he asked me to work in the company. In this way, he can always see me.”

do you think you are? Ah? Who would take fancy to you? Go and see

reasons reminded her not to blurt out Dolores’ relationship with Matthew, since all

was anxious,

be enemies the moment Helen

on her home

and thought to herself, ‘I’ll not allow her to give birth to

of the human resources department had discovered that they seemed to have some

was no fool here. The staffs working in companies like WY

into a smile that she had in usual times and replied blandly, “We’ve met before. Now that she’s the new translator of the company, just leave her to me.

The manager

deliberately ignored Dolores and went

so childish? Does Helen think that I

if you’re busy, I’ll go to my hubby’s office and ask

barely managed to control her mood, but was soon irritated

didn’t this woman go

is done by night appears by day. Ms. White, you’re the one who offended

she know

details did

way… She wouldn’t have discovered it. That middle-aged woman, the only woman who knew about the truth, had been

“Sorry, Ms. Flores, I don’t

White, hadn’t you been to MY Apartment Complex?” Dolores asked why fixing her gaze on

turned

Dolores would know

it was okay as long as

the case, she wouldn’t admit it. Helen pretended to be confused, “MY Apartment

not to continue this topic, for both of them were clear of the truth. She asked, “Where’s

corner of the

me to

finishing the words, she headed towards her

A Country, yet the company didn’t find a translator

gave her all the documents and left her no room to have a rest, requesting her to finish the translation of all

Dolores was still concentrating on the translation of

Matthew walked out of his office, Helen had changed the suit she had been wearing during working time into a white, long dress.

over and wrapped her arm around his, “I remember that you favor the dishes of Sanskrit Sky Restaurant, so I

sound blandly, showing little interest

Dolores who was sitting in a corner, he slightly raised his

one vacant working position, so I could just ask

it out, Matthew would be

for her to take the