Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

However, the person behind her wasn’t the one she expected. And even more so, someone that was out of her expectation.

“Why are you here?” Dolores Flores clutched the pen in her hand unconsciously.

Matthew Nelson looked around the office. It was decorated in a white theme, representing simple and generous.

“So this is your workplace?” Matthew walked to the French windows and looked outside.

Dolores put down her pencil and stood up, “I’m asking you.”

Matthew turned around looking at her and sneered, “I’m here, just to see you, of course.”

Dolores’s hand was behind her back, clasping on the edge of the table. She was looking straight at him, trying to see through him.

What did he really want?

But she couldn’t see anything.

“Had you met Mrs. William?” She asked in an affirmative tone.

She couldn’t think of anyone else who would force her to go back.

Matthew walked over, pulled out the chair behind her and sat down. “Yes.” He frankly answered.

“Why?” Dolores roared.

She couldn’t think of any reason he did this!

“No reason.” Matthew grabbed Dolores’s wrist, pulling her and let her sit on his lap. Dolores refused and tried to break free from his grip.

“I’m hurt.”

“What is it to do with me for you being hurt?” Dolores said imperiously.

Matthew sighed, “Are you curious about what did I give Mrs. William?”

Dolores was curious about what was it that could make Mrs. William break her own rules.

you give her?”

have heard of her husband, Mr. William,

nodded, “I’ve heard of it that the couple was very loving. Just that Mr. William passed away too soon, and his wife was still young

Matthew had managed to take Dolores’s mind off

her head as this was

made her sit down. Dolores struggled reluctantly, while Matthew murmured, “I’m hurt, can you be a

know that this action was

intimate for them behaving like

have to

was a

and was surprised by Mr.

with the thing that

she was still an unknown fashion designer. It was a fashion conference, and it was the first time

meet?” Dolores was able to imagine the scene at that

a twinge of envy. When she was young, she had

just

held her waist tighter, “They had met, but it

frowned, “Did

Mrs. William was plagiarizing others’

character as well as

She would never plagiarize!

look, “I wasn’t talking about you,

flustered just now, “I just couldn’t believe that Mrs. William would

had noticed that Dolores was frowning, panting as she would explode

well as the same source of inspiration, just that a different design.” Matthew

it was a

figure out, how could they know that they had the

had to investigate it. So when the two

dumb.”

face. Did his

you gave Mrs. William

Matthew nodded.

was the

by a gentleman in an auction and