Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Seeing Matthew, Maria almost rushed over, stretching her arms to embrace him.

Matthew stepped aside and dodged. As she was running so fast, Maria couldn’t stop even after she had missed the target. She couldn’t help staggering forward, her ankle twisting.

“Ouch...” she exclaimed. Her legs weakened, falling on the ground.

Abbott stood aside. He had chance to hold her up but he didn’t reach out.

Before she became the family member of the Herbert family, she even flattered Abbott sometimes. After all, he was a man who Matthew trusted very much, so she was willing to put a little effort on Abbott.

However, since she returned to the Herbert family and became their daughter, she had been arrogant and put on the air whenever she met Abbott again.

Hence, Abbott became quite unhappy. He didn’t like her as he used to.

Now Maria was a girl from a rich family.

Abbott was just an assistant. So they were not from the same world.

Maria fell on the ground, her knees skinned, her carefully-made hair messed. She looked quite embarrassed.

Raising her head, she looked at Matthew. “Matthew...”

She could not accept the coldness and disregard from him.

He used to treat her lovingly.

His current attitude brought her sense of frustration as if she had fallen down from the heaven to the hell.

She couldn’t accept it at all.

Trembling, she looked at the man standing in front of her. “Matthew...”

Tears welled up in her tears. Her tone was full of grievance and ingratiation.

Matthew walked to her, squatting down. He reached to brush away the messy hair that covered her cheeks.

Looking at her face carefully, Matthew seemingly to see her true color through her features.

“Matthew...”

“Stop calling me,” he interrupted Maria.

Maria was startled, still couldn’t accept the fact.

“How many things have you hidden from me?” he asked in an extremely low voice, as if he was suppressing something in his heart.

Things flashed through Maria’s mind, as if all movie scenes were replaying. She was thinking about the hidden meaning of Matthew’s question.

Suddenly her pupils shrank sharply. It seemed that he had heard her conversation with Dolores.

“Nothing,” she denied.

“Nothing?” Matthew sneered.

save him once so he trusted her. Although he found her charades before, he didn’t look into them. He was not willing to get even

all, he

refreshing his perception

and self-directed scripts. Even it was she who planned the car accident

playing some small tricks. Much to his surprise, it turned out that she was so

was wet by

at her face for a few second, his cold lips forming into a straight line. Without

let go, but Matthew’s strength was so strong. Unable to resist,

do it. Believe me. If I was wrong, it was because I love you

“Heh heh.”

He whispered softly to answer, “You are not wrong.

mistaken responsibility

that.” Maria shook her head desperately. “It’s neither your fault nor mine. It’s all her

pointed at Dolores, who was standing on the steps. “It’s all because of her.

“You bitch...”

by Dolores. It was unnecessary to get a verbal fighting with

what Maria feared

poke Maria’s sore

high-heels, Dolores walked down the steps, walking towards Matthews step by step. Raising her hand, she tossed her hair behind a ear, her eyes seductive. Then she

couldn’t get used

not issued, so she still could address him in this

was

blushed because of

It was slender with fair skin. She stood

Dolores took

she called him in such

couldn’t help feeling

mind Dolores calling him

that she had done it on purpose, but didn’t pushed

let her lean

was totally irritated

her fists, aiming to

before her fist landed, Matthew grabbed her

was startled by the coldness

seen such coldness

“I...”

shook off her

forward and pulled

willing to let Abbott pull her away while watching Dolores and Matthew were so

else. All she wanted was to escape from Abbott’s grip

definitely wouldn’t let Dolores to touch

to her

didn’t allow anyone else

Herbert, mind your dignity, please.”

who do you think you are? How dare you mind my

not in the mood to tangle with her. He just ordered Abbott in a light tone, “I’m leaving

Matthew was

and kicking Abbott. “Let