Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

“Let go of me.” Dolores widened her eyes and pressed her hands on his chest to stop his approach.

“Let go?” Matthew repeated the two words in a dragging tone, feeling it ridiculous.

He was furious just now because she wanted to make a clean break with him just now. Now she only believed in her son’s innocence and doubted him.

He was really angered.

Dolores looked away, not daring to look at him. She could clearly feel his robust body that was several degrees higher than hers as well as his familiar breathing. She closed her eyes, “My son is only five years old…”

So it was impossible that he would do this kind of thing.

She was tilting her head, revealing her swan-like neck on which blue veins were standing out slightly. Due to nervousness, her breathing was quick and uneven, which was like the enchanting melody. Matthew originally just intended to scare her; nevertheless, when seeing her reactions, he felt all his blood was boiling.

He lowered his head and landed a kiss on her neck.

His lips were so soft and a bit cold.

Dolores exerted great force to push him away as she was panicked, “Let go of me. Don’t be so shameless!”

“Shameless? I felt quite shameless when your son embarrassed me just now. But why should I feel shameless now?” He mumbled as he still put his head near her neck.

He liked the scent on her body as he was familiar and obsessed with it.

“Tell me, are you a witch?” Otherwise, how could she manage to cause him to change into a different self every time when he was together with her?

Dolores didn’t reply. But tears streamed down along her cheeks and disappeared into the hair around her ears.

Matthew felt her spasmodic sobs. He lifted his head and cupped her face, forcing her to look into his eyes, “I just kissed you. Why are you appearing to be so aggrieved?”

Dolores gently opened her eyes. Her eyelashes were shaking slightly and there were still tears in her eyes. She replied in a cracked voice, “Am I easy woman who would sleep with men casually in your eyes?”

Matthew was stunned, “I never think so.”

“You did. You never showed respects to me.” She had tried hard to hold back her tears, but they all fell down now, “I slept with a man at the age of 18 and was pregnant with his child, and you thought I was a promiscuous woman. I’m not that kind of woman! I’m not that kind of woman as you’ve imagined! I had no choice back then.”

Matthew felt inexplicably flustered and wiped away her tears. Actually, he had to admit that he did once think in this way.

Dolores turned her head to dodge his touch.

Matthew’s hand paused near her ear and then he slowly tucked her messy wisps of hair back over her ears, saying, “I’ll not mention about your past any longer. Please forget your past too.”

want to do?” Dolores tried hard

to come

about my children? Are you going

that

and he would

to call you father? Will you raise the other

suddenly stood to

to come back to

reached his bottom

the children’s stepfather or raising

He couldn’t do it!

standing with his back to her, “It’s a wise decision for us to get divorced and return to

in a gloomy voice

But I know my own feelings very well. I don’t like you, and you can’t accept my children either, it would be the best choice for

well. I don’t like you.’

She didn’t like him?

Matthew sneered.

She didn’t like him?

her

sharp

and squeezed out a sentence out, “I don’t like you. Do you want me to tell a lie to you? You’ll never withstand a

gotten along with him for

was such an arrogant man that he would not allow others to

Matthew felt extremely

He almost went crazy.

struggle, nor did

her neck felt painful, she still tried hard

felt hard to breathe as

her down in a

ground. Covering her chest, she took deep breaths of air and only relieved the comfortableness after a long while. She then picked herself up from the ground and

the piano in front of the French windows, she paused and said without turning around, “Thank you for not throwing away the things I

finishing the words, she

pretending to be strong just now, but as soon as she walked out of the villa, she couldn’t maintain the

chest with the other hand putting on

her

Abbott, who was playing with his mobile phone leaning against the car, walked over the moment he saw Dolores walking out of

her head, “I’m

the car. I’ll send you back.” Dolores walked to the door to the passenger seat and pulled