Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Dolores’s brain went blank for a few seconds. Under his gaze, it took quite a moment for her to regain the presence of mind, “Are, are you okay?”

She was instinctively defensive.

Matthew’s sturdy body was crouching above her. The lust flashing in his eyes was very intense and almost overflowed but he was still forcing himself to restrain, “You thought I have a fever?”

Touched his forehead?

Did she know anyone should not touch him right now?

Especially women!

It was just an instinct. Someone would touch others’ forehead when they were sick. After all, he was not feeling well, so Dolores treated him as a patient.

“It’s good that you’re fine.” Dolores sensed the danger at that moment and tried to escape from the position below him.

Matthew moved his body down and pressed her body that was trying to move, “Don’t you need to pay after using me to gain an advantage?”

His lips were right next to her ear, almost touching her skin. The hot air exhaled when he spoke was sprayed densely and this made her felt slightly itchy. This kind of position made her recalled the memories hidden in her heart. That night, the man was also lying on top of her like this, domineeringly demanding from her…

She was trembling slightly while he was tensing up too.

“Mr. Nelson…I, I’ll bring you to the hospital.” She forced herself to calm down, “I’m a woman who had made out with another man, I’m sure you won’t be interested.”

Dolores purposely uttered the words ‘I had made out with another man’ clearly.

It seemed to be a reminder, but also seemed to be a method to deliberately make him disgusted.

If he was disgusted, even if he really wanted to fulfil his desire badly, he would be able to bear himself.

As expected, upon hearing those words uttered by Dolores, Matthew’s eyes were having a hint of coldness. They were still hot but they already lost the intensity.

His fingers fondled her cheek, jaw and he grabbed her neck the next second, yelling angrily, “Are you involved?”

head, “No, no, I’m at odds with them, how will I cooperate with them to dig a pit for you? You’re my backer, I

forcing himself to restrain. Through the

She opened the car window and the car

was hoarse and low, “Call

She did not know his phone was in which pocket of his clothes. She touched both of them and still could not feel it, and when she

He abruptly opened his

would not be able

Dolores’s hand and put it on his right pant pocket, “Here.” After saying that, he let go of her hand and

out the phone in his pant pocket, searched

and waited outside the car

too unsafe for her

ability to restrain himself was

as he arrived in ten minutes.

to the hospital as she worried that Matthew’s body might have health

let Abbott send him to

a poof of cold water in the bathroom to try to keep him awake. He was actually awake but he

the cold water for more than an hour, Matthew’s limbs felt as if they were chained to iron shackles. He completely

Abbott looked at Dolores, “I think I can’t help you with the next thing, I’ll wait outside,

Dolores was speechless.

leave, then he…” Dolores

What to do?

could not help, “I definitely can’t do the job of changing clothes, so it has to be done by you. You’re Mr. Nelson’s legal wife, it’s reasonable that

Dolores was speechless.

were nominally reasonable and

the door. He stood at the door and shivered. Helping Matthew to change clothes and look at his

about it, Abbott could also

would be

the man lying on the bed. If the wet clothes were not changed, he would probably

breath, “The reason you become like this today is because of me, I really

shirt one by one. She lifted his arm, took off his clothes and unbuckled the belt. She then