Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Dolores hesitated before walking slowly towards him.

She had never looked at him attentively at that close distance. His body exuded manly maturity, appearance, warmth, and generosity. His eyebrows, his forehead and his temples were all serene without a single disturbance. It was this exact peace and calmness that caused her heart to flutter.

Perhaps she thought that he might be the father of the child inside her and that was why she was concerned about how he thought of her.

Women are emotional creatures. She was even more sensitive during her pregnancy.

“He helped me a lot. I didn’t know that this was the event that he wanted me to accompany him to. I definitely didn’t know that you would be present, I didn’t do it on purpose.”

He frowned with a profound expression. No one could tell what he was thinking. Dolores thought that he would not believe her and regarded her as those easy women. But she wasn’t!

“I…”

“Are you trying to explain yourself?” He asked.

“I hope that you don’t misunderstand me.” In the past, she wouldn’t bother about how Matthew viewed her. But it was different now. If it was really him and they had a child together, then it was important to have a good impression on each other.

“You are so sincere that I can’t hate nor can I do anything about it.” He truly became angry when he saw her appearing with Sampson. He wanted so much to pinch her to death as she had never taken his words seriously.

“Go into the house.” He stood upright and walked towards the courtyard with Dolores following closely behind.

Coral had already gone to rest. The living hall was spacious and empty.

He undid the buttons on his business suit and said, “I’m hungry.”

Dolores took over his jacket, “It’s so late already. I’ll cook some noodles for you.”

the sofa and relaxed. He closed his eyes while his slim fingers undid his collar and removed his necktie. Dolores

out some vegetables, eggs, and tomatoes. She fried some eggs with tomatoes and then cooked the noodles.

Matthew looked at the slim figure working busily in the kitchen and had a homely

noodles to the dining

one glass of water next to Matthew and then pulled out a chair opposite him and sat down. His collar was undone revealing his sexy collar bone. His rolled-up sleeves revealed his sturdy arms. It was as if he had been pampered by his creator. Even the way he held his chopsticks was a

his head to eat the noodles and then he gently frowned because it was tasteless. Dolores couldn’t help but laughed. She took the ladle and scooped two servings of

He had never seen her smiling so happily to him.

man looking at her and asked carefully, “Does it not

let out a soft cough. He took another mouthful and then said, “No, it’s

water and

going to bed?” Matthew

bed. If we leave the dishes here,

noodles. He ate as Dolores had suggested - mixing the fried eggs with

Growl…

abdomen but that couldn’t stop her abdomen

at

and tilted her head, “I haven’t had my dinner but I wasn’t hungry just now.” That’s why she

up, “I’ll cook

you some. Grab a bowl.” Matthew said before he realized that it was somewhat inappropriate as he had started to eat the noodles in his bowl. He continued to say, “I’ve kissed you so since we already had such intimate encounters, then eating the same bowl of noodles should be

couldn’t say a word. Should she say yes graciously? Should she

cook some

more impersonal and yet had

get a bowl.” Dolores quickly went to