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.”

glared at her, “Who do you think you are? Ah? Who would take

to blurt out Dolores’ relationship with Matthew, since all the staff in the company knew that she, Helen White, was the woman that Matthew would marry in

Helen was anxious, Dolores

be enemies the moment Helen stimulated Jessica and caused

pulled herself back to reality. Since they were now on her home ground, wasn’t it a piece of cake for her

and thought to herself, ‘I’ll

you know Ms. Flores?” The manager of the human resources department had discovered that they seemed to have some grudges against each other, but she

here. The staffs working in companies

smile that she had in usual times and replied blandly, “We’ve met before. Now that she’s the new translator of the company,

great.” The

the manager’s leaving, Helen deliberately ignored Dolores and

is so childish? Does Helen think that I

busy, I’ll go to my

up!” Helen had barely managed to control her mood, but was

this woman

appears by day. Ms. White,

Did she know

details

it. That middle-aged woman, the only woman

said calmly, “Sorry, Ms. Flores, I don’t

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

stunned for a moment. It turned out that she was

hadn’t expected that Dolores would

okay as long as

admit it. Helen pretended to be confused, “MY Apartment

of them were clear of the truth. She asked, “Where’s

the most remote corner of the

to work in

the words, she

Country, yet the company didn’t find a translator before, so the documents were

her all the documents and left her no room to have a rest, requesting

get off work, Dolores was still

office, Helen had changed the suit she had been wearing during working time into a white, long dress. With her maroon hair and

his, “I remember that you favor the dishes

a nasal sound blandly, showing little interest in

he inadvertently glanced over Dolores who was sitting in a corner, he slightly

I could just ask her to sit there.” She then added, “I did

if she didn’t point it out, Matthew would be able

it was a better choice for her