Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Dolores's attitude was extremely tough, and she had already stated very clearly that she would still leave if he wasn’t coming over.

She was already mad at the fact that Abbott investigated her. Besides, Matthew threatened her with her children too. She was pissed, and now Abbott refused her request.

It would be weird to have a good attitude in this situation.

When Abbott heard her words, he dared not be absent.

He was so fast that he appeared at the door in less than ten minutes. He must be staying somewhere near the hotel.

When Dolores heard a knock on the door, she opened the door. Abbott was standing outside the door and smiling slightly, "Ms. Flores..."

Dolores ignored him. She turned into the room, pointed at the pile of medications on the table and told him how to use it.

Abbott frowned, “What did you say?”

Matthew was injured?

How was that possible?

Abbott obviously didn’t believe her.

Dolores didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, "If you don't believe me, go check him out yourself. I'm going back now."

She opened the door and went out after finishing her words.

Abbott stood by the bed and walked back and forth twice. He couldn’t help wondering how Matthew got injured.

At last, his curiosity took over his reason. He reached out his arm and pulled the quilt that was on Matthew, hoping to see what exactly happened. However, before he could lift the quilt up, the man with his eyes closed originally suddenly opened his eyes. "What are you doing?"

Abbott, "..."

“I, I heard that you got injured...”

Matthew slapped his hand away and looked around the suite. He was alone here, and he began to frown,” Where’s that woman?”

Abbott could see Matthew’s doubt and asked, "Are you looking for Ms. Flores?"

He remained silent, as if he had acquiesced to it.

“She called me this morning asking me to come over, and she left immediately.” Abbott was still staring curiously at him after he finished his words.

It was obvious that Dolores was here last night. Could it be that Matthew force himself on her, so she resisted and stabbed him?

The more Abbott thought of that, the more likely it was.

He was stabbed by this woman?

where Matthew was rejected by Dolores last night, and he couldn't

you laughing at?”

solemnly, "Mr. Nelson, how did you get hurt? Was it because Ms. Flores fought

"..."

out! Go get

He was really rejected?

Abbott wanted to laugh.

to see

woman

moment,

What a pity.

got off the bed while wearing underpants only. His upper body was wrapped with gauze, and he walked gloomily towards Abbott, "Is

and panted for breath. He shook his head decisively, "It's not funny, not funny at all. I'll

turned around and

was afraid that Matthew might seek revenge on him if

water and drank it. Then, he saw the chair by the bed. He seemed to have seen Dolores sleeping here at

to him, but

Dolores stayed and

went back home exhaustedly. The two kids were taken care of by Jessica well. She took a shower, changed her clothes, and went into the room to see her children. Simona was still asleep, pouting her pink little lips. Her cheeks were

already gotten up. He was washing his face and rinsing

work?” Jessica came out from the kitchen with an apron and

She turned her head and looked elsewhere, "Yeah,

at her daughter's guilty face, "I saw you getting

to explain it. How could she forget that Matthew drove his car to

it wasn’t surprising if

the Nelson family?” Although it was

nodded her

don’t have any connection with him now. Look at Sampson. He’s such a nice guy. Why aren’t you

Dolores tried

want to get involved

knew

also didn’t forget that decisive looks on his face when he wanted to

have anything to do with him!” Jessica seldom spoke to her daughter in such a serious manner.

came to this matter, she couldn’t ignore

and she might

had two children. If that man could accept her, he wouldn’t have

wasn’t easy for her to give birth to two children when she got into a car accident. Jessica

the bathroom, Samuel’s eyes

man was mommy’s

man who abandoned mommy,

he would

clenched his little fist, and wanted to