Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Helen entered the office with some documents in her hands, and when she caught sight of Dolores, a hint of brutality flashed across her eyes.

Was this woman trying to seduce Matthew while she was gone?

Matthew was hers. Dolores should never trespass this area!

She wanted to slap Dolores so much.

However, at this moment, Matthew spoke up instead. “What’s the matter?”

“I need your signature on this document,” Helen hid the brutality away immediately, forcing a smile while answering him.

He grabbed the documents and started to leaf through them. He paused to ask Dolores to leave. “You’re not needed here at the moment. You may leave us now.”

Dolores gave him a small nod before exiting his office.

“Matthew, she—”

“I have asked for her to translate something for me. Is there something wrong with that?” His face was unfazed as he interrupted her.

There were no traces of him lying by looking at his face. He was secretly taking responsibility for what had happened to Dolores recently. He knew full well about Helen’s unfriendly attitude toward Dolores, but he couldn’t do anything to change the situation.

He had some responsibility when it came to Helen.

“No, nothing.” Helen walked over and started to give him a massage. “You can leave such things to me in the future.”

Matthew simply mumbled some response.

*****

After getting off work, Dolores stood by the road next to the building. She saw a black car slowly emerged from the garage and she unconsciously straightened her back. She knew the identity of that person in the driver’s seat.

The black car rolled to a stop in front of her. Abbott wasn’t with Matthew so he was driving himself. The window rolled down and Matthew’s calm gaze came into view.

Dolores was wearing a red dress with a flat collar. Her waistline was accentuated and the dress reached just below her knees. Her pale legs were exposed to the slightly chilly night air.

As she felt his burning gaze, Dolores hastily explained. “I didn’t want to be dressed too casually and embarrass you. After all, I am still your ‘wife.’ ”

She was deliberately giving the explanation because she was afraid Randolph would see through her lies and realize they didn’t love each other.

During afternoon break, Dolores had specifically returned to the villa and picked out the particular dress. She’d never worn it before. It was given to her by Sampson on her eighteenth birthday.

Dolores was always fair-skinned and the bright red colored dress was able to emphasize her skin’s contours even more. Her collar bones were sculpted and her neck was without any excess fat. She exuded charm.

She was a sight to behold.

A faint glint appeared in Matthew’s eyes and he dully said “Get in the car.”

She sat in the passenger’s seat while thinking about what would happen next. Since they were returning to the Flores family home, she had to put on her best performance.

Matthew was strangely too calm and Dolores couldn’t guess what was on his mind at all.

Could it be that her attire was not appropriate? She rarely wore anything that stood out like the bright red dress. Back then, Sampson had commented that it suited her very well.

scenery flashed by outside the window, the shadows moved ambiguously across Matthew’s handsome face. He looked like someone who only existed in

like their relationship; so

voiced her concerns.

the steering wheel, but his fingers jerked up slightly. He shot her a glance

relaxed the tension in her body a little, while not wanting to continue the

while and a blanket of oppressing silence hung over the

His fingers were long and chiseled. His fingernails were immaculate. It was another sight to behold. His fingers had the same impact on

gaze was still trained on

said, Dolores only then realized she’d been staring at him for some time.

her slowly with his lips curled into a devious smile.

pretend not to hear

furiously in her heart.

he suddenly sound like a

the car stopped in front of the

usual, and Beulah had been busy preparing the dishes for dinner. The scale and quality of the food were very acceptable,

First Miss is home,” the maid arrived to

tone. “This is a very important ordeal for me. Don’t do anything that

if she comes at us with fury. As long as she lends you a hand in the company’s matters, I can still do all of this for you considering I can be of no help to you

in the past. “When the crisis in the company has been resolved, I’ll compensate you

went to the door, wanting to

was standing next to Matthew, holding the contract regarding the piece of land

glance at her and held out his arm.

suit and together

join us for dinner this evening.” Randolph

usual arrogant and entitled self at all. Instead, he was gracious and

he just nodded slightly while keeping his mouth shut and maintaining his

with him and ease the tension in the air. He hoped Matthew would have a different attitude, seeing that

he was rapidly losing face and had to do something

simply laughed. “He’s always

his expression as he invited them inside. “Come

she flashed an insincere smile. “You’re finally here. Come sit down. Lola, you would never have thought that your dad asked me to prepare a scrumptious meal after he learned

on her face. They were just putting on an act at

an outsider, you don’t have to stand on ceremony.”

her grip on Matthew’s

as she tried hard to suppress the resentment

“You’re indeed right.”

her seat, still holding on to Matthew’s arm. Beulah and Annabelle sat opposite

make-up. Despite being so young, she had a mature and flirtatious look at the moment. Dolores sneaked a scornful glance at Annabelle and snickered coldly

joked. “Sister, why are you staring

slightly as he pondered

uninterested in looking at such a heavily made-up face and, although both of them were wearing a red dress, Dolores, who had light make-up, looked infinitely better than her sister. She was

immediately lowered her head. Beulah was holding Annabelle’s hands under the table. She was

near lunch anymore; you guys are probably ravenous.”

settle on a suitable topic. From the moment Matthew set foot in the villa, he looked like he was trying not to have anything

he would pick up some food and place it on Dolores’ plate in

garnered his attention, was the apple of

never intended to only have dinner with her family.

the contract on the table and raised her voice. “This is what you always wanted. Since I’ve