Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

“So what’s your point?”

The pupils of Matthew which were as dark as ink shrunk suddenly, which was almost undetectable. His eyes darkened.

Out of consciousness, Coral held the picture more tightly.

“Did you, did you...Is it possible that they are your illegitimate children...”

“No.” Matthew stopped Coral before she could finish her sentence.

He had only had sex with a single woman.

It was impossible that other women would bear his children.

Bastards? How was it possible?

“Coral, aren’t we having dinner tonight?” Looking at the empty kitchen, Matthew saw nothing. The table was carefully cleaned and was as bright as a mirror. It could show the reflection of a person.

Normally at this time, Coral would be in the kitchen preparing dinner. Or maybe dinner was ready for him. But today it seemed different.

Dinner?

Coral’s mouth corner twitched, “You are still in the mood for dinner?”

“...”

“You lost everything. Are you happy now?” While talking, Coral put the picture back to the drawer. She didn’t plan to just let it go, she decided to dig into this.

Matthew frowned. What got into her today?

“Look at this house. Does it look like a home to you? It is big. But does it have vitality? Only an old woman doing chores and a bachelor in his thirties live in this house. What’s the point of having money?” Coral closed the drawer. She was angry and didn’t want to make him dinner.

But she couldn’t. So she went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Matthew looked at Coral’s back, which suggested that she didn’t plan to just let it go. Then Matthew opened the drawer to get the picture. Because he never liked to take pictures, so he didn’t even remember this one. If Coral had not taken it out today, he would have totally forgot about it.

Matthew held the picture and observed it carefully. The eyes and the face...

Hum hum...

The phone in his pocket rang up. There was a moment when a face in his memory flashed across his mind, which looked a lot like the face in this picture. But the ringing interrupted his thought.

drawer. Then he took out the phone and answered the call.

to Abbott, Matthew unbuttoned his shirt

Golden Bay.

made dinner and was about to ask Samuel to come have dinner. But Dolores stopped her, “Let him meditate on his own faults behind closed doors. If he doesn’t admit his faults, he won’t

ban him from dinner?” Jessica disagreed with Dolores. Samuel was growing up.

his faults, he won’t have dinner.”

could let it go. But for

child now, and he was watching those disgusting stuff. What would he

Jessica still wanted

had made up her mind and rejected any persuasion. If she didn’t set up some rules now, it would only be more difficult for her

Simona up,

spot and seemed to be thinking about what Dolores said. She

She gave her the answer, “I am serious this time. Don’t think about

“Dolores, what did Samuel do to make

make big mistakes. Because that boy was smart

surprised to see

Dolores couldn’t speak it out, “Mum, stop asking. Let’s have

a stool and held Simona in her arms, feeding her

intention to explain more, so Jessica

Dolores took

moved in, so they needed

bowl with rice and peeled off some shrimp. Then she carried the bowl into

so he couldn’t play with it. His telephone was taken away too, so he couldn’t call his teacher to chat with him. He was so bored now. He huddled himself up at

on his table, “Come down and eat. Your mother

Samuel didn’t move.

hungry at night. As long as I

stood in front of his table and watched the rice. He

He was truly hungry.

your favorite shrimp. I have peeled them off for you. Come on and eat. I will pour you a glass of water.” Jessica was afraid that Samuel was too

his lips. If he was starved to death, how could he revenge on that

He had to eat.

his chair and held up the bowl.

he was afraid that

eats, Jessica could neither laugh nor cry. If someone didn’t know the whole thing,

down. Don’t choke on it.” Jessica handed him the glass of water so that

muttered with his mouth full of rice, “Thank

won’t be back so fast.” Jessica stood at the

his dinner

in downtown, the neighborhood could still have large areas of trees and grass. It was indeed hard to find a neighborhood as good as this one. The surrounding facilities